<?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-5261122790188263069</id><updated>2012-01-30T09:05:52.277-07:00</updated><category term='Nicholas'/><category term='Jar Dates'/><title type='text'>Kelly Jean</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Kelly Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203327332475180041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AMgWPZ9Q5hA/TD5w2QIjb5I/AAAAAAAABLQ/hK6fax3_lfE/s1600/Sum+2010+212.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>716</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5261122790188263069.post-6313514625333565310</id><published>2012-01-27T11:41:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-27T11:41:43.013-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's take a vote...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Are these &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;IN&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;OUT?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/January%202012/January2012078.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/January%202012/January2012078.jpg" target="_blank" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;{Not to sway anyone's vote, but I say - ugh... totally 1,000% OUT!}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5261122790188263069-6313514625333565310?l=kellyjean8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/feeds/6313514625333565310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5261122790188263069&amp;postID=6313514625333565310&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/6313514625333565310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/6313514625333565310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/2012/01/lets-take-vote.html' title='Let&apos;s take a vote...'/><author><name>Kelly Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203327332475180041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AMgWPZ9Q5hA/TD5w2QIjb5I/AAAAAAAABLQ/hK6fax3_lfE/s1600/Sum+2010+212.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/January%202012/th_January2012078.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5261122790188263069.post-4011814755329284517</id><published>2012-01-26T13:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-26T13:38:23.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the five</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Today....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;I saw&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;a winking owl statue, a yellow truck, inspiring words in a few books.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I heard&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;cars rolling down the street, birds chirping, a helicopter fluttering in the sky.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;I felt&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;rain splatter on my nose &amp;amp; lips, the yarn of a rug, a feather on my face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;I tasted&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;leftover Chinese food, a cold banana, post-cereal milk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;I smelled&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;a candle, fresh air, hand sanitizer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #c27ba0; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I'm so grateful for my senses!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5261122790188263069-4011814755329284517?l=kellyjean8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/feeds/4011814755329284517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5261122790188263069&amp;postID=4011814755329284517&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/4011814755329284517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/4011814755329284517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/2012/01/five.html' title='the five'/><author><name>Kelly Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203327332475180041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AMgWPZ9Q5hA/TD5w2QIjb5I/AAAAAAAABLQ/hK6fax3_lfE/s1600/Sum+2010+212.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5261122790188263069.post-5508357527432329124</id><published>2012-01-23T11:25:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T11:25:43.576-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Post</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Who's the smarty who thought this was a good place to put the lamp post? ;) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/December%202011/December2011046.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/December%202011/December2011046.jpg" target="_blank" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5261122790188263069-5508357527432329124?l=kellyjean8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/feeds/5508357527432329124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5261122790188263069&amp;postID=5508357527432329124&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/5508357527432329124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/5508357527432329124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/2012/01/post.html' title='Post'/><author><name>Kelly Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203327332475180041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AMgWPZ9Q5hA/TD5w2QIjb5I/AAAAAAAABLQ/hK6fax3_lfE/s1600/Sum+2010+212.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/December%202011/th_December2011046.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5261122790188263069.post-6407737168597129057</id><published>2012-01-19T16:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-19T16:18:26.119-07:00</updated><title type='text'>pregnancy brain</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/January%202012/January2012055.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/January%202012/January2012055.jpg" target="_blank" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Need I say more? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5261122790188263069-6407737168597129057?l=kellyjean8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/feeds/6407737168597129057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5261122790188263069&amp;postID=6407737168597129057&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/6407737168597129057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/6407737168597129057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/2012/01/pregnancy-brain.html' title='pregnancy brain'/><author><name>Kelly Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203327332475180041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AMgWPZ9Q5hA/TD5w2QIjb5I/AAAAAAAABLQ/hK6fax3_lfE/s1600/Sum+2010+212.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/January%202012/th_January2012055.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5261122790188263069.post-1912752822807219707</id><published>2012-01-18T14:45:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-18T14:45:40.665-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #e06666;"&gt;"Time" is an interesting thing, because it forces you to be patient. A minute won't go by any faster than 60 seconds. Next month won't come any sooner than next month. I kind of appreciate that about time. In a world that can be so rushed, I appreciate that time is steady and makes us wait for things. I have my antsy moments, but it's good to remember that things will happen exactly when they're supposed to happen.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;That said, one of my never-ending goals in life is to try and live in the now. To try and appreciate life for what it is, right now. And, if you look at it the right way, it makes sense to live in and love the moment, since the moment is all we have. I wonder how many times in my life I've said, "Oh, I just can't wait for _____ to be over!" or "I'm SO excited for ______" or "I just have to get through today." The funny thing is - I've made it through each of those dreaded/boring/anxious/stressful/whatever-the-situation-was moments. And where do I land? Right now. Today. This very second.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666;"&gt;There's such a natural flow with life -- some days are the best day ever, and some days are a little bit harder. I like letting it do its thing, allowing myself to feel out each day. But I love conquering negative feelings with positive ones. I love that we have a choice over how we want to treat our day &amp;amp; our moments. I love that we can smile or we can frown. I love that we can laugh or we can complain. I love that we each have our own free agency to choose the kind of life we want to live. I love taking in the creativity &amp;amp; inspirational things that surround me, then intertwining them into my world and making it better &amp;amp; more beautiful. I love being happy. We all have down days, but I don't think anything beats pure joy :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;That's how I want my life, my world to be. Positive. &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;HAPPY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; And if we're being honest with ourselves, there are always things to be happy about... things to put a smile on our face. We've really got a pretty good gig here, huh? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5261122790188263069-1912752822807219707?l=kellyjean8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/feeds/1912752822807219707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5261122790188263069&amp;postID=1912752822807219707&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/1912752822807219707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/1912752822807219707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/2012/01/happy.html' title='Happy'/><author><name>Kelly Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203327332475180041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AMgWPZ9Q5hA/TD5w2QIjb5I/AAAAAAAABLQ/hK6fax3_lfE/s1600/Sum+2010+212.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5261122790188263069.post-2435949756205014656</id><published>2012-01-11T14:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-11T17:22:08.972-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Charm</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There's something so charming about the &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;walking mailman... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zGgycpMxc4c/Tw36ieOQvlI/AAAAAAAABo4/Y80rh0eruj4/s1600/mailman78986.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zGgycpMxc4c/Tw36ieOQvlI/AAAAAAAABo4/Y80rh0eruj4/s400/mailman78986.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;bike-pedaling paperboy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZmgBzKN7GY0/Tw36oU-t-lI/AAAAAAAABpA/Kj1Bcac7rBo/s1600/paperboy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="257" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZmgBzKN7GY0/Tw36oU-t-lI/AAAAAAAABpA/Kj1Bcac7rBo/s400/paperboy.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the &lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-size: x-large;"&gt;delivering milk-man...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Y6JDkbThENM/Tw36r_SOu-I/AAAAAAAABpI/Qe5OCF8dPEI/s1600/milkman.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="272" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Y6JDkbThENM/Tw36r_SOu-I/AAAAAAAABpI/Qe5OCF8dPEI/s400/milkman.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;I love catching a glimpse of any of those occurrences taking place. It instantly puts a smile on my face and makes me feel like I've time-machined it back to the 1940s. Don't you love experiencing the old-fashioned world sometimes? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5261122790188263069-2435949756205014656?l=kellyjean8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/feeds/2435949756205014656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5261122790188263069&amp;postID=2435949756205014656&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/2435949756205014656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/2435949756205014656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/2011/12/charm.html' title='Charm'/><author><name>Kelly Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203327332475180041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AMgWPZ9Q5hA/TD5w2QIjb5I/AAAAAAAABLQ/hK6fax3_lfE/s1600/Sum+2010+212.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zGgycpMxc4c/Tw36ieOQvlI/AAAAAAAABo4/Y80rh0eruj4/s72-c/mailman78986.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5261122790188263069.post-7222014053574354226</id><published>2012-01-09T15:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T15:58:23.335-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Juice</title><content type='html'>I'm thinking I'll do most of my pregnancy-baby posts on my NicKel blog, since, y'know... it's mine AND Nick's baby ;) So, if you're interested in those, head over to &lt;a href="http://nickel58.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;NicKel&lt;/a&gt;! But who knows, I may let a few of those {posts} show up on here, too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past weekend was one of those relaxing, what-should-we-do??! weekends. Kind of nice... especially when the past few weekends have been so packed with plans. My favorite part was just being with Nicholas the whole time. I just can't get enough of that guy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our lease ends in March, which means... we're moving! Yay! The only question is... where?? We're keeping our eye out for a good deal somewhere, but if you know of anything &amp;amp; would like to shoot me an email/text, that'd be muy appreciated :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than exciting baby news &amp;amp; moving in the near-future, not much is happening over here. Part of me can't believe we're already a third of the way through January... wow. Time sure does fly, huh? Off to a great start this year!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5261122790188263069-7222014053574354226?l=kellyjean8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/feeds/7222014053574354226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5261122790188263069&amp;postID=7222014053574354226&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/7222014053574354226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/7222014053574354226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/2012/01/juice.html' title='Juice'/><author><name>Kelly Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203327332475180041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AMgWPZ9Q5hA/TD5w2QIjb5I/AAAAAAAABLQ/hK6fax3_lfE/s1600/Sum+2010+212.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5261122790188263069.post-6052479243399812405</id><published>2012-01-05T09:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-05T09:05:01.745-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ooh ah ooh</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;...do you want to know a &lt;a href="http://nickel58.blogspot.com/2012/01/story-time.html" target="_blank"&gt;secret&lt;/a&gt;??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5261122790188263069-6052479243399812405?l=kellyjean8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/feeds/6052479243399812405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5261122790188263069&amp;postID=6052479243399812405&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/6052479243399812405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/6052479243399812405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/2012/01/ooh-ah-ooh.html' title='ooh ah ooh'/><author><name>Kelly Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203327332475180041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AMgWPZ9Q5hA/TD5w2QIjb5I/AAAAAAAABLQ/hK6fax3_lfE/s1600/Sum+2010+212.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5261122790188263069.post-3496193677350244336</id><published>2012-01-03T11:52:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T13:38:18.502-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Happy New Year!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/December%202011/IMG_6135.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/December%202011/IMG_6135.jpg" target="_blank" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Don't you just love the beginning of the year? A time to reflect on the past year {and years}, a time to look forward to a fresh start. It's a &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=97df0Q5qxa8" target="_blank"&gt;brand new day&lt;/a&gt;/year. So much to smile about. So much to believe in &amp;amp; hope for. What a beautiful thing! &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;2012 &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;is going to be the best year yet! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5261122790188263069-3496193677350244336?l=kellyjean8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/feeds/3496193677350244336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5261122790188263069&amp;postID=3496193677350244336&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/3496193677350244336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/3496193677350244336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/2012/01/new.html' title='New'/><author><name>Kelly Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203327332475180041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AMgWPZ9Q5hA/TD5w2QIjb5I/AAAAAAAABLQ/hK6fax3_lfE/s1600/Sum+2010+212.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/December%202011/th_IMG_6135.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5261122790188263069.post-6530104376189883032</id><published>2011-12-29T14:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-29T14:08:52.742-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bottle</title><content type='html'>Saw this in the mall parking lot the other night:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/December%202011/December2011040.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/December%202011/December2011040.jpg" target="_blank" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. I wonder what the thought process was behind it... "Honey, it HAS to cool down - so, let's just leave it out on the hood of the car, where it can cool down faster... we'll be &lt;i&gt;2 seconds&lt;/i&gt; in the mall... it'll be perfect by the time we get back. No one's going to steal a baby's bottle!" ...we were SO close to snagging that thing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5261122790188263069-6530104376189883032?l=kellyjean8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/feeds/6530104376189883032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5261122790188263069&amp;postID=6530104376189883032&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/6530104376189883032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/6530104376189883032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/2011/12/bottle.html' title='Bottle'/><author><name>Kelly Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203327332475180041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AMgWPZ9Q5hA/TD5w2QIjb5I/AAAAAAAABLQ/hK6fax3_lfE/s1600/Sum+2010+212.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/December%202011/th_December2011040.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5261122790188263069.post-4264030390277459542</id><published>2011-12-21T14:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-21T14:05:41.827-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nanner</title><content type='html'>Nick and I were grocery shopping the other day, when suddenly I burst out laughing. All I could do was point at the GINORMOUS BANANA that looked like it ate a few other bananas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/December%202011/December2011012.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/December%202011/December2011012.jpg" target="_blank" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/December%202011/December2011015.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/December%202011/December2011015.jpg" target="_blank" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the heck? I've never seen such a chubby banana! ...and I never thought a banana could make me laugh so hard. Nice work, big guy. Nice work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5261122790188263069-4264030390277459542?l=kellyjean8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/feeds/4264030390277459542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5261122790188263069&amp;postID=4264030390277459542&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/4264030390277459542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/4264030390277459542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/2011/12/nanner.html' title='Nanner'/><author><name>Kelly Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203327332475180041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AMgWPZ9Q5hA/TD5w2QIjb5I/AAAAAAAABLQ/hK6fax3_lfE/s1600/Sum+2010+212.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/December%202011/th_December2011012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5261122790188263069.post-8815183168373460357</id><published>2011-12-19T17:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-19T17:14:24.942-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Two things</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Two things that have floated around the ol' noggin lately:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;1) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;How many people are visiting Utah right now from out-of-state / out-of-country?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;2) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;If every single person {who's alive} on this earth right now stood together, how much land would that cover?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Two things that made me laugh this weekend:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;1)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; I woke up wayyyy too early on Saturday morning. I laid in bed, wondering what to do... then slowly {and sneakily} reached above my head to grab my glasses case. I opened the case, put them on, then quietly closed the case and slowly reached over my head to put it back on the headboard. I carefully turned my head to see if Nick was still asleep... it was dark, but looked like he was - phew! So, I got out of bed, then hear this, "Whatchya doing?" ...dang! Later that day, he told me that he watched the whole thing happen {me trying to be sneaky}. Haha -- what!? He was just laying there, staring at me, not saying a word... the whole time?! It made me laugh, cause I probably looked wayyy dumb moving in slow-mo like that.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;2)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; Nick and I tripping over our words multiple times on Saturday... example: Nick saying "Texes" instead of "Taxes," me saying "Sorryorry" instead of "Sorry." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Two things that have touched me recently:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;1)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; Having a stressful, frustrating afternoon at work on Friday... then walking into my apartment to see only the Christmas tree lights on, 3 balloons that read "I LOVE YOU!" ...two streamers crisscrossing overhead ...hearing our first "song" playing - "The Saltwater Room" - and Nick popping up from behind the island and blowing his kazoo, welcoming me home. He said, "Even if it's been an awful day at work, it's always a party here!" Immediate tears... a lot of hugging... and love that was SO pure &amp;amp; full - that moment was perfect. What an amazing husband.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;2) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Going to our friends' daughter's baby blessing, getting to meet their miraculous little girl, and see our faithful friends &amp;amp; hear of their strong testimonies. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Two things about this week:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;1) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;My brother's flying in from San Francisco -- YAY! My sister &amp;amp; family are driving up from Vegas -- woohoo! And my bro-on-the-mish gets to SKYPE with us on Sunday... EEEKK!!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;2) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;I think we're going to drive around in jammies tonight, admiring all the pretty twinkle lights on peoples' homes. Also -- fingers crossed that it will SNOW this week!? {Before I cross my fingers that it WON'T snow until next December...??}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5261122790188263069-8815183168373460357?l=kellyjean8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/feeds/8815183168373460357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5261122790188263069&amp;postID=8815183168373460357&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/8815183168373460357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/8815183168373460357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/2011/12/two-things.html' title='Two things'/><author><name>Kelly Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203327332475180041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AMgWPZ9Q5hA/TD5w2QIjb5I/AAAAAAAABLQ/hK6fax3_lfE/s1600/Sum+2010+212.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5261122790188263069.post-1158924441784585071</id><published>2011-12-15T11:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-15T12:10:47.922-07:00</updated><title type='text'>to smile about</title><content type='html'>We made Bruschetta last night for our YWs Progressive Dinner... YUM! It was so tasty. I love that delightful appetizer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm surrounded by so many generous people, it's humbling. From my husband, to my parents &amp;amp; Nick's parents, to sibs, friends, church members, associates... people are so GOOD &amp;amp; GIVING. I'm so grateful to know so many pure-hearted people... it's inspiring and makes me want to be more like them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're going to see a movie {Sherlock Holmes} during work tomorrow. I'll take that EVERY Friday, thanks ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Dad texted me this morning: &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;"Mom just made lunch for you. Ham &amp;amp; Cheese sandwich. You ok with that?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; Haha. Ummm... yes! Three cheers for parents who never stop taking care of you :) {PS - It tasted better than any sandwich I could make! Must be Mama's special touch :)}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you spell the word "Gray/Grey" ...?? I like to use an E. To me, the meaning of it just LOOKS like it should be spelled with an E. But every time I spell it with an E, I get auto-corrected. Well, my co-worker randomly brought it up with me today {fighting the same dilemma} and said that spelling it with an A is the American way... spelling it with an E is the European way. Holla! Back to my roots... I'll stick with the E, and won't even feel bad about it anymore ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Husband just called and said he's DONE WITH FINALS! *Cyber high-fives!* He already got the results back on one of them -- aced it! So proud of that little smartypants!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bowling tonight in Park City for our niece's birthday party... woohoo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5261122790188263069-1158924441784585071?l=kellyjean8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/feeds/1158924441784585071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5261122790188263069&amp;postID=1158924441784585071&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/1158924441784585071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/1158924441784585071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/2011/12/to-smile-about.html' title='to smile about'/><author><name>Kelly Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203327332475180041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AMgWPZ9Q5hA/TD5w2QIjb5I/AAAAAAAABLQ/hK6fax3_lfE/s1600/Sum+2010+212.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5261122790188263069.post-1696602076465681907</id><published>2011-12-13T11:15:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-13T11:19:24.964-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Holiday favorites</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Decoration: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;the &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;Tree!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I love its symbolism and cozy, magical feel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Playlist:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Amy Grant's &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Home-Christmas-Amy-Grant/dp/B000V7HFLO" style="color: #cc0000;" target="_blank"&gt;Home for Christmas&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; will probably always top the list as favorite Christmas album.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Storybook: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;I just re-read &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Christmas-Day-Morning-Pearl-Buck/dp/0688162673/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1323797818&amp;amp;sr=1-1" style="color: #6aa84f;" target="_blank"&gt;Christmas Day in the Morning&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; last night, and couldn't help but tear up at the end. Such a tender story.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Movie: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0111070/" style="color: #cc0000;" target="_blank"&gt;The Santa Clause&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; No competition. I love that one through &amp;amp; through.. just ask Nick or members of my fam -- I quote it all year! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Treat:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;My Mama's famous &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;Holly wreaths!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Mmm! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sound: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;I just love those&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-size: large;"&gt; jingle bells :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tradition I Continue to Do:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Putting &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;cookies &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;out for Santa on Christmas Eve :) Num num num.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Newest Tradition: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Reading &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Night-Before-Christmas-Clement-Clarke/dp/0399231900" style="color: #cc0000;" target="_blank"&gt;The Night Before Christmas&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; on Christmas Eve... so magical! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hymn:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;Silent Night &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;might win for that one... we used to always gather at my Grandparents' house and sing hymns, ending with that one. I always loved the beautiful harmony everyone created &lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;{even though most of us females sang the alto part ;) Gotta love our low voices..} &lt;/span&gt;and my Grandpa had such a deep, rich voice... such a great memory :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Outing:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Going to a &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Christmas Tree lot &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;amp; enjoying the beautiful smell and festive-feeling... then buying some mistletoe on our way out :) *smooch*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Looking Forward To: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Spending time with &lt;span style="color: #6aa84f; font-size: large;"&gt;the fam &lt;/span&gt;over the holiday weekend!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;And of course, &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;we wouldn't have Christmas without Christ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I love remembering the perfect example He set for us, and the incomprehensible blessings He made possible for me - and each of us - to obtain. Wow. I'm eternally humbled &amp;amp; grateful for my Savior. I love that selflessness is magnified this time of year, and how everyone's more willing to give. What a great way to emulate &amp;amp; pay tribute to Christ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5261122790188263069-1696602076465681907?l=kellyjean8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/feeds/1696602076465681907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5261122790188263069&amp;postID=1696602076465681907&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/1696602076465681907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/1696602076465681907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/2011/12/holiday-favorites.html' title='Holiday favorites'/><author><name>Kelly Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203327332475180041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AMgWPZ9Q5hA/TD5w2QIjb5I/AAAAAAAABLQ/hK6fax3_lfE/s1600/Sum+2010+212.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5261122790188263069.post-7983946588206533468</id><published>2011-12-12T12:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-13T11:16:26.534-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ti-tum</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Nick and I were talking about the Christmas movies we've watched so far this season, and realized that I've fallen asleep through 5 out of 6 of them... haha! What the heck?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Saw New Year's Eve on Saturday {my review of it &lt;a href="http://commongal.wordpress.com/2011/12/12/new-years-eve/" target="_blank"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;}. Oh my goodness. Absolutely LOVED it!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nick got us Michael Bublé's new Christmas album on Saturday, and we couldn't help but laugh at his version of "Santa Baby." Now, don't get me wrong -- I love Michael Bublé -- but a couple of things on this. 1) Should guys ever really sing that song? and 2) He replaced "Santa Baby" with "Santa buddy" and "Santa pal-ly" -- haha. Skip. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Amazing Race finale? BOO! Didn't want Miss Whiny to win. Oh well... maybe next season will have a better winning team :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Tonight?? I'm going to collect some "hidden" presents {under a comforter in our bedroom... let's hear it for zero-hiding places in small apartments! Thank goodness for honest husbands who don't peek...} &amp;amp; start wrapping them! EEK! I love wrapping presents.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;How is Christmas in less than 2 weeks!? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5261122790188263069-7983946588206533468?l=kellyjean8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/feeds/7983946588206533468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5261122790188263069&amp;postID=7983946588206533468&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/7983946588206533468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/7983946588206533468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/2011/12/ti-tum.html' title='Ti-tum'/><author><name>Kelly Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203327332475180041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AMgWPZ9Q5hA/TD5w2QIjb5I/AAAAAAAABLQ/hK6fax3_lfE/s1600/Sum+2010+212.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5261122790188263069.post-8815389030766877031</id><published>2011-12-09T14:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-09T14:52:47.543-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chuckle</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My Dad just tweeted &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3sWPPHFpt8I&amp;amp;feature=youtube_gdata_player" target="_blank"&gt;this vid&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; One of those, "Dang, I wish I could've been there!" videos.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://thatgirlisfunny.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/01/couple-laughing.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://thatgirlisfunny.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/01/couple-laughing.jpg" target="_blank" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gotta love how contagious laughing is :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cheers!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5261122790188263069-8815389030766877031?l=kellyjean8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/feeds/8815389030766877031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5261122790188263069&amp;postID=8815389030766877031&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/8815389030766877031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/8815389030766877031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/2011/12/chuckle.html' title='Chuckle'/><author><name>Kelly Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203327332475180041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AMgWPZ9Q5hA/TD5w2QIjb5I/AAAAAAAABLQ/hK6fax3_lfE/s1600/Sum+2010+212.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5261122790188263069.post-8141016873748527744</id><published>2011-12-06T11:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T11:32:04.556-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Value</title><content type='html'>One thing I value in this life, more than anything, is relationships. Whenever I have a good one-on-one with someone, or connect with others, I get the biggest high.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For example, yesterday, I talked with two of my good friends during my lunch break &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;{Katie [Hansen] Kimber and Lauren [Daw] Rule}&lt;/span&gt;. My good friend, Ben White, also texted me during that time to make sure I got his wedding invitation for Thursday. :) After interacting with those three, I headed back to work with the BIGGEST GRIN on my face. I love each of them, and care about the happenings in their lives! It felt so good to hear from them and maintain those good friendships. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love that I have good relationships with each of my siblings &amp;amp; my parents. Each person in my family is so unique and talented... I've definitely been blessed in the family-department, and I love any time we get to chat or spend together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have so many more family &amp;amp; friends whom I care about and love to keep up with.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, of course, I love &amp;amp; cherish quality time with Nick... whether it's talking, sleeping, watching something, or just being around each other. I love it! I love him :)&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just love creating &amp;amp; maintaining relationships. I'm so grateful for the people I'm surrounded with in this life. I'm excited for the people I have yet to meet &amp;amp; love, and truly value those who are already so important to me. They are what enriches my life &amp;amp; puts countless smiles on my face.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5261122790188263069-8141016873748527744?l=kellyjean8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/feeds/8141016873748527744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5261122790188263069&amp;postID=8141016873748527744&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/8141016873748527744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/8141016873748527744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/2011/10/value.html' title='Value'/><author><name>Kelly Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203327332475180041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AMgWPZ9Q5hA/TD5w2QIjb5I/AAAAAAAABLQ/hK6fax3_lfE/s1600/Sum+2010+212.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5261122790188263069.post-2400019958702353543</id><published>2011-12-05T12:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-05T12:22:29.958-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend Tidbits:</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Eating at Zupas! Their Ultimate Grilled Cheese sandwich is by FAR my favorite sandwich... maybe ever?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Going for a little jog on Saturday morning... it's a rare thing, but dang, it feels good.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Our first Costco-shopping experience... a little overwhelming, but kind of funny. I think we were more in a mozy-around mood, and everyone around us was in a hustle &amp;amp; bustle... but hey, FREE SAMPLES! Those are my fave.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Seeing Breaking Dawn............ and LOVING it! I think it's the first of the {movie} series that I've loved. Very well done! Can't wait for the next :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Nick hating how Taylor Lautner says "Bella" ...and imitating it over &amp;amp; over, haha.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Going on a date with my bro, his gf, &amp;amp; others :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Scavenger-hunting at Grand America &amp;amp; getting a free cookie!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Falling in love with the Grand's new Toy Store, JouJou! So retro &amp;amp; unique... LOVE IT!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Enjoying the pretty Temple Square lights and finding the Hungarian sack that says "Szeretlet," which means "Love" ♥&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Watching Love Actually -- one of my favorites! Such a funny, feel-good show. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Nick letting me put my cold toes in his socks during Sacrament Meeting, so they could warm up a bit... now that's love!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sitting around the table at my parents' house, and all of us busting into the song, "Sunrise, Sunset" {from Fiddler on the Roof} - candles &amp;amp; everything! Hahaha :) Love my fam.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Watching the Amazing Race and being SO BUMMED about who they eliminated. Totally wasn't a fair move. LAME. :(&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Just laying on the bed with Nick and daydreaming about this &amp;amp; that. I love being with him.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Overall, a great weekend! Why do they always go by so fast??&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5261122790188263069-2400019958702353543?l=kellyjean8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/feeds/2400019958702353543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5261122790188263069&amp;postID=2400019958702353543&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/2400019958702353543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/2400019958702353543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/2011/12/weekend-tidbits.html' title='Weekend Tidbits:'/><author><name>Kelly Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203327332475180041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AMgWPZ9Q5hA/TD5w2QIjb5I/AAAAAAAABLQ/hK6fax3_lfE/s1600/Sum+2010+212.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5261122790188263069.post-6841524771059403848</id><published>2011-11-30T14:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-15T17:16:06.638-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Festivities</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;I love &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zz75P1pziM4" target="_blank"&gt;this song&lt;/a&gt; George made. An oldie, but a goodie!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Thanksgiving was lovely, as always {love spending time with the fam... that's always my favorite. I missed the few who were away! I guess my convincing skills need a little brushing up...}.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;The bummer part was when I caught the flu two days later and Thanksgiving dinner all came back up. Ugh. No thanks - didn't want to see YOU guys again! But, the biggest shout-out goes to my wonderful husband, who's tender side was such a strength to me during those miserable hours. Goodness, I sure love him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;We put up &lt;b style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Christmas &lt;/b&gt;on Friday... and oh!! I love everything about this holiday. I love the whole season. It's so fun to get into it &amp;amp; decorate -- it makes the magic come alive. I love the sparkly tree, our perfectly Christmas-scented candle, the bells... and all the wonderful décor that makes it feel like our own little wonderland at home :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;We also decided to sleep in this year, rather than hit up any "Doorbusters!" ...and it was kind of nice! No crazy lines... still caught some great deals... had a full night's sleep. Maybe that will have to become the new tradition ;) It was funny to shop with Nick FOR Nick. We split up and tried not to catch each other around the different stores. Walking to the car together went something like this, "OKAY, KEEP YOUR HEAD UP! ARE YOU PEEKING!? DON'T PEEK!" I've never been so aware of my neck.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Oh, and who else is SO excited about &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt1598822/" target="_blank"&gt;this flick&lt;/a&gt;? Eeek!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5261122790188263069-6841524771059403848?l=kellyjean8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/feeds/6841524771059403848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5261122790188263069&amp;postID=6841524771059403848&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/6841524771059403848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/6841524771059403848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/2011/11/festivities.html' title='Festivities'/><author><name>Kelly Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203327332475180041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AMgWPZ9Q5hA/TD5w2QIjb5I/AAAAAAAABLQ/hK6fax3_lfE/s1600/Sum+2010+212.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5261122790188263069.post-4599730666627199183</id><published>2011-11-23T12:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T14:36:06.138-07:00</updated><title type='text'>All that Jazz</title><content type='html'>NYC was so great. I loved being there with Nicholas! And I'm pleased to say that he fell in love with that place -- I knew we were MFEO! We walked our legs off &amp;amp; saw EVERYTHING! I'm thinkin' I'll go into detail about the trip on my NicKel blog, so if you're interested, &lt;a href="http://nickel58.blogspot.com/2011/11/nyc-2011.html" target="_blank"&gt;tune in&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/November%202011/New%20York%202011/November2011248.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/November%202011/New%20York%202011/November2011248.jpg" target="_blank" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, I have so much to be grateful for! The list is long, but I'll just say that God is wonderful. He makes everything possible and always pulls out the bright things in life. I love Him so much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking forward to this four-day weekend. Plans? Spend time with Nick &amp;amp; family... eat some yumminess {like my mama's famous CHIP DIP! So good.}... hopefully wake up in time to watch the Macy's Day Parade... toss a football around or somethin' :) ...put up CHRISTMAS!!! ...relax... shop... and probably start watching Christmas movies, since that's got quite the long list. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Thanksgiving everyone!! XO.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5261122790188263069-4599730666627199183?l=kellyjean8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/feeds/4599730666627199183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5261122790188263069&amp;postID=4599730666627199183&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/4599730666627199183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/4599730666627199183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/2011/11/all-that-jazz.html' title='All that Jazz'/><author><name>Kelly Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203327332475180041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AMgWPZ9Q5hA/TD5w2QIjb5I/AAAAAAAABLQ/hK6fax3_lfE/s1600/Sum+2010+212.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5261122790188263069.post-2590846407501566858</id><published>2011-11-15T10:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-15T10:31:02.943-07:00</updated><title type='text'>There's no place like...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love fruit. And I love cities! So, it only makes sense that we're heading here tonight...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://cliftonbenevento.com/files/2011/08/big-apple.png" target="_blank" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://cliftonbenevento.com/files/2011/08/big-apple.png" target="_blank" width="335" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;NYC, how I've missed you. Can't wait to make more memies with you this week!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5261122790188263069-2590846407501566858?l=kellyjean8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/feeds/2590846407501566858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5261122790188263069&amp;postID=2590846407501566858&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/2590846407501566858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/2590846407501566858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/2011/11/theres-no-place-like.html' title='There&apos;s no place like...'/><author><name>Kelly Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203327332475180041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AMgWPZ9Q5hA/TD5w2QIjb5I/AAAAAAAABLQ/hK6fax3_lfE/s1600/Sum+2010+212.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5261122790188263069.post-6836234445904029781</id><published>2011-11-11T13:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-11T14:19:19.562-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Feeling Good</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I sat during my lunch break,&lt;/span&gt; reading my book, then paused to observe the &lt;span style="color: #cccccc; font-size: large;"&gt;milky white sky.&lt;/span&gt; It gave me a weird feeling... why did it feel so &lt;span style="color: #999999; font-size: large;"&gt;gloomy?&lt;/span&gt; I turned my thoughts towards things that make me smile... and it made me think about &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;people who are positive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I love clinging onto anything &amp;amp; everything that renders &lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;hope &lt;/span&gt;and is &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I love surrounding myself with optimistic people, because they are proof that there is goodness, always, and there is beauty all around us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I love finding joy in the simple things -&lt;/span&gt; whether it's &lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;blowing bubbles,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;licking ice cream,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;walking on green grass,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;daydreaming,&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;watching {and smelling} the rain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love filling my world with &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;goodness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;I love reading positive blogs;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; I respect &amp;amp; admire those people... they inspire me. I love feeding my mind with things that make my heart smile, rather than things that make me feel fearful or sad.&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; I love soaking up moments with people I love. &lt;/span&gt;I love &lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-size: large;"&gt;laughing!&lt;/span&gt; I love being in tune with the PRESENT. I love getting into seasons and holidays. I love observing &amp;amp; thanking God for every little blessing &amp;amp; tender mercy He gives me &lt;span style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;every second of every day &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;{which I could always do better at!}&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;I love snuggling at night with my handsome, happy husband.&lt;/span&gt; I love getting into deep conversations with people. I love finding new people to love &amp;amp; get to know, and continuing to love people who've been in my life for months, minutes, or years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;Life is SO good! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;It really, really is! There are so many things to smile about, even when days {or moods} appear gloomy. &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I never want to let those gloomy-facades get in the way of what's real&lt;/span&gt; &lt;b&gt;{that life is beautiful &amp;amp; wonderful &amp;amp; GOOD!}.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On that note, happy Friday! Happy &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;11.11.11&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; -- once a CENTURY! That &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;{in &amp;amp; of itself}&lt;/span&gt; is something to celebrate :)&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232; font-size: x-large;"&gt;Cheers!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5261122790188263069-6836234445904029781?l=kellyjean8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/feeds/6836234445904029781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5261122790188263069&amp;postID=6836234445904029781&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/6836234445904029781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/6836234445904029781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/2011/11/feeling-good.html' title='Feeling Good'/><author><name>Kelly Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203327332475180041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AMgWPZ9Q5hA/TD5w2QIjb5I/AAAAAAAABLQ/hK6fax3_lfE/s1600/Sum+2010+212.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5261122790188263069.post-9181602344085064562</id><published>2011-11-10T11:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T11:48:08.554-07:00</updated><title type='text'>individuals</title><content type='html'>Have you ever tried to think about everyone {individually}, at the same time? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nick and I were driving home the other night, and a thought came into my head about how there are so many people in the same valley right now, each doing who knows what. Someone could be taking a nap... someone is working late, and feeling stressed... there are kids fighting right now... there's new love being found... someone's dying... someone's being born... someone's doing homework... someone's feeling sick... someone's laughing so hard they're crying. It's crazy to think about how SO many things are going on at the same time, just in different places across the valley {and world, for that matter}. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I thought about individual routines &amp;amp; patterns. Take living in Salt Lake City, for example. It's a big enough valley, but in it? I have my own world. I go to this store or that, I take the same route to work {most days}, I'm familiar with these restaurants or those streets... my life in Salt Lake could be polar opposite of someone else's, who lives in the same valley... or in the apartment next door. There are so many of us doing so many things... and we all just function in our own little ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I think about how much I DON'T know about others. I pass people all day long... I work with 30+ others, whom I see everyday... but my knowledge of WHO they are {likes, dislikes, hobbies, etc.} or WHAT'S going on in their life is minimal. I have my impressions and the small facts I DO know about them, but - in or out of work - there are so many silent stories that pass by each day. What's this person passionate about? What's the big "thing" on their mind right now? Who do they love? What are their talents? Of course, there's an unsaid code that stops me from actually asking those questions... but it makes you think &amp;amp; wonder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like thinking of people as individuals, not just a faceless crowd. And when it comes down to it, I think the core desire of {most} people is to love &amp;amp; be loved... to feel accepted and valued. Interesting that there are billions of people on the earth who are so different, yet so similar. I always want to be sincere in my encounters with others... every person is so unique, fascinating, and important!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;...that's all. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5261122790188263069-9181602344085064562?l=kellyjean8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/feeds/9181602344085064562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5261122790188263069&amp;postID=9181602344085064562&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/9181602344085064562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/9181602344085064562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/2011/11/individuals.html' title='individuals'/><author><name>Kelly Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203327332475180041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AMgWPZ9Q5hA/TD5w2QIjb5I/AAAAAAAABLQ/hK6fax3_lfE/s1600/Sum+2010+212.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5261122790188263069.post-6316095353664826977</id><published>2011-11-08T11:27:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-08T11:27:32.016-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh, y'know...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #660000; text-align: right;"&gt;-I've had a cold for the past week. Dontchya love blowing your nose every 10 seconds and coughing and sneezing and enjoying everything else that comes with that li'l visitor? What a TREAT! {I'm sure the people around me love it, too...} ;) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #660000; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e69138; text-align: right;"&gt;-Nick and I watched {the first}&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;Lord of the Rings on Sunday {and Monday, because I fell asleep halfway through it the first time...}. I LOVE THAT SHOW! But, it begs the question... &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Lord of the Rings or Harry Potter?&lt;/span&gt; And why?? I want strong opinions here. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #660000; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #660000; text-align: right;"&gt;-We're going to NYC NEXT WEEK! Oh my. I can barely contain my excitement.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #660000; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e69138; text-align: right;"&gt;-Speaking of going to NYC in November, I'm looking for good rain/snow boots... any suggestions? Target's winning that game so far.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #660000; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #660000; text-align: right;"&gt;-Oh, and maybe we're going to see the Rockettes?! AH! Dream!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #660000; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e69138; text-align: right;"&gt;-My sis painted my toenails on Sunday and put cute li'l flowers on them... without me even asking her to! Aren't sisters the best?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #660000; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #660000; text-align: right;"&gt;-I can't help it. Every time I walk past anything Christmas, my eyes go dramatically wide and I can't help but stare at it as if I just walked into the North Pole for the first time. I LOVE CHRISTMAS! But I'm trying to give Thanksgiving &lt;i&gt;some &lt;/i&gt;attention... it's just so hard when the best holiday is staring me in the face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e69138;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e69138;"&gt;-For the past little while, I'll walk into my office in the morning and will get a whiff of one of those familiar smells... what does that remind me of??? OH, I KNOW! The library in my elementary school! I love when that happens. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;Cheers!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/5261122790188263069-6316095353664826977?l=kellyjean8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/feeds/6316095353664826977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5261122790188263069&amp;postID=6316095353664826977&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/6316095353664826977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/6316095353664826977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/2011/11/oh-yknow.html' title='Oh, y&apos;know...'/><author><name>Kelly Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203327332475180041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AMgWPZ9Q5hA/TD5w2QIjb5I/AAAAAAAABLQ/hK6fax3_lfE/s1600/Sum+2010+212.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5261122790188263069.post-3445316776957247647</id><published>2011-11-03T08:18:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-03T08:18:00.289-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Presenting...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;The new "baby" doll for kids:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/October%202011/October2011216.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ialvR0-sVnU/TqsgqiH_0gI/AAAAAAAABnI/mCleDBFmb3w/s1600/IMG_3931.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="425" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ialvR0-sVnU/TqsgqiH_0gI/AAAAAAAABnI/mCleDBFmb3w/s640/IMG_3931.JPG" target="_blank" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tnedBz2hFdo/TqsgtzP0QyI/AAAAAAAABnQ/allPKkKwKNw/s1600/IMG_3935.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="425" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tnedBz2hFdo/TqsgtzP0QyI/AAAAAAAABnQ/allPKkKwKNw/s640/IMG_3935.JPG" target="_blank" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Where's Walda &lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ISfLPBWKrMI/TqshPiUd_9I/AAAAAAAABnY/vfag0WHaOag/s1600/IMG_4019.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ISfLPBWKrMI/TqshPiUd_9I/AAAAAAAABnY/vfag0WHaOag/s640/IMG_4019.JPG" target="_blank" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Flapper Girl &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IhX2paP0pIk/TqshdYbXWaI/AAAAAAAABng/53X77WR2zSc/s1600/DSC02181.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IhX2paP0pIk/TqshdYbXWaI/AAAAAAAABng/53X77WR2zSc/s640/DSC02181.JPG" target="_blank" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We didn't do a Halloween party last year... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this year? Only 3 of us dressed up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/October%202011/October2011229.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/October%202011/October2011229.jpg" target="_blank" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;...apparently that's what I look like electrocuted ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always fun to dress up and get into the spirit of things!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5261122790188263069-5982780810482716842?l=kellyjean8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/feeds/5982780810482716842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5261122790188263069&amp;postID=5982780810482716842&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/5982780810482716842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/5982780810482716842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/2011/10/halloween-at-work.html' title='Halloween at Work'/><author><name>Kelly Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203327332475180041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AMgWPZ9Q5hA/TD5w2QIjb5I/AAAAAAAABLQ/hK6fax3_lfE/s1600/Sum+2010+212.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ialvR0-sVnU/TqsgqiH_0gI/AAAAAAAABnI/mCleDBFmb3w/s72-c/IMG_3931.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5261122790188263069.post-7024783228167563903</id><published>2011-10-28T14:21:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-28T14:21:06.242-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Coolest Pumpkin Carvings</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HB39G8pmLas/TqsNVnn0SAI/AAAAAAAABm4/U4bHWnt0oEc/s1600/halloween-pumpkin-carvings-by-villafane-studios-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HB39G8pmLas/TqsNVnn0SAI/AAAAAAAABm4/U4bHWnt0oEc/s640/halloween-pumpkin-carvings-by-villafane-studios-1.jpg" target="_blank" width="600" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What the holy cool!? I want to learn this secret.&lt;br /&gt;{&lt;a href="http://www.boredpanda.com/halloween-pumpkin-carvings-ray-villafane/" target="_blank"&gt;Click&lt;/a&gt; for more.} AMAZING! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5261122790188263069-7024783228167563903?l=kellyjean8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/feeds/7024783228167563903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5261122790188263069&amp;postID=7024783228167563903&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/7024783228167563903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/7024783228167563903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/2011/10/coolest-pumpkin-carvings.html' title='Coolest Pumpkin Carvings'/><author><name>Kelly Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203327332475180041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AMgWPZ9Q5hA/TD5w2QIjb5I/AAAAAAAABLQ/hK6fax3_lfE/s1600/Sum+2010+212.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HB39G8pmLas/TqsNVnn0SAI/AAAAAAAABm4/U4bHWnt0oEc/s72-c/halloween-pumpkin-carvings-by-villafane-studios-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5261122790188263069.post-1298648949185766213</id><published>2011-10-27T10:46:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-27T10:46:53.994-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Crushed</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Window Opened...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/October%202011/IMG_5345.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/October%202011/IMG_5345.jpg" target="_blank" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Window Closed...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/October%202011/IMG_5343.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/October%202011/IMG_5343.jpg" target="_blank" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;...oops. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5261122790188263069-1298648949185766213?l=kellyjean8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/feeds/1298648949185766213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5261122790188263069&amp;postID=1298648949185766213&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/1298648949185766213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/1298648949185766213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/2011/10/crushed.html' title='Crushed'/><author><name>Kelly Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203327332475180041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AMgWPZ9Q5hA/TD5w2QIjb5I/AAAAAAAABLQ/hK6fax3_lfE/s1600/Sum+2010+212.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/October%202011/th_IMG_5345.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5261122790188263069.post-5835443847526371635</id><published>2011-10-26T12:33:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-26T12:33:30.769-06:00</updated><title type='text'>How's this for ironic:</title><content type='html'>We were at Nick's parents' house last night, working on costumes, and headed out around 9:30. The neighborhood cat was lurking around behind the car as we were trying to pull out. Nick tried saying, "Go home!" but the cat didn't respond to that, haha. He was like, "Dogs would know what that means.." ;) We got the cat to move... then we got talking about cats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The neighbors who owned that cat had another cat that used to hang out by the back tire of the car... and one day, {the owner} accidentally RAN OVER THE CAT!! Just as Nick was telling me that, we PASSED A DEAD CAT ON THE ROAD!!! OH MY GOODNESS. SO SAD! :( :( We turned around just to make sure, since we both saw the glow-y eyes... yep... it was dead on the road. :( He said he'd passed another dead cat earlier that day, on the side of the freeway. When we got on the freeway &amp;amp; connected with 2-15, the dead cat was STILL THERE! Oh my. Spotting 2 dead cats on the road within 10 minutes of each other... how often does that happen?! I maybe freaked out a little. And now I miss Ziggy again. &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;{And for the record, he died of old age... not being hit by a car.} &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5261122790188263069-5835443847526371635?l=kellyjean8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/feeds/5835443847526371635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5261122790188263069&amp;postID=5835443847526371635&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/5835443847526371635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/5835443847526371635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/2011/10/hows-this-for-ironic.html' title='How&apos;s this for ironic:'/><author><name>Kelly Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203327332475180041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AMgWPZ9Q5hA/TD5w2QIjb5I/AAAAAAAABLQ/hK6fax3_lfE/s1600/Sum+2010+212.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5261122790188263069.post-3620002362721529001</id><published>2011-10-24T11:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T11:30:07.722-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What's Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Trying to quit popping my knuckles. Harder than I thought...! Suggestions??&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e69138;"&gt;We watched Hocus Pocus last night, and must've paused it at least ten times throughout the film, explaining different reasons why we love it so much. Nothin' beats it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;This week is gonna be GOOD! So many exciting things happening. I love it.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e69138; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e69138; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Drove up Millcreek Canyon yesterday -- how have I never been there?! That wins for most beautiful Fall Canyon in Salt Lake. Yes'm it does.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Maybe we trespassed this weekend, because we wanted to show the Broughs this creepy park.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e69138; text-align: right;"&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e69138; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Already have an idea for next year's Halloween costume... bahaha! I kind of already wish it were next Halloween, just so we could wear them.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I love how into parties/costumes Nick gets. He makes it so authentic and fun! He's the perfect guy for me -- I'm so lucky!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e69138; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e69138;"&gt;T minus X days until we go to one of my favorite places in the world {NYC}... EEEEKKK!!! Oh, I'm sooo excited for that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;How is it already October 24th?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e69138;"&gt;I have the biggest bruise on my leg... no idea how I got it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Life is good :)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5261122790188263069-3620002362721529001?l=kellyjean8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/feeds/3620002362721529001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5261122790188263069&amp;postID=3620002362721529001&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/3620002362721529001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/3620002362721529001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/2011/10/whats-up.html' title='What&apos;s Up'/><author><name>Kelly Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203327332475180041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AMgWPZ9Q5hA/TD5w2QIjb5I/AAAAAAAABLQ/hK6fax3_lfE/s1600/Sum+2010+212.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5261122790188263069.post-4239767489277531243</id><published>2011-10-20T09:13:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-20T09:13:40.600-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Tyler</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Texts from my 8-year old nephew at 1:05am this morning:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Hey Kelly what are you doing wait don't Tell me let me guess... Your in the park sitting on a bench kissing uncle Nick"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1:07am&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Ok I got nothin sooooo what are you doing oh and do not tell me you are watching Amazing Race or LOST of The Ofice or something like that. Unles what I said is true than you can say it"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1:10am&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"And I also heard you say: Oh, fun! I like when you text me :)"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;...talk about funniest texts to wake up to this morning! Goodness I love that kid.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Move back to Utah, please??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(And for the record, I was wayyy off in dreamland at 1:05-1:10am this morning.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5261122790188263069-4239767489277531243?l=kellyjean8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/feeds/4239767489277531243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5261122790188263069&amp;postID=4239767489277531243&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/4239767489277531243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/4239767489277531243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/2011/10/tyler.html' title='Tyler'/><author><name>Kelly Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203327332475180041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AMgWPZ9Q5hA/TD5w2QIjb5I/AAAAAAAABLQ/hK6fax3_lfE/s1600/Sum+2010+212.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5261122790188263069.post-3878670083370270009</id><published>2011-10-19T10:55:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-19T10:55:11.511-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Using My Mind</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Nicholas and I had a hearty discussion the other night about technology and electronic devices. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Basically,&lt;/span&gt; what it came down to is that we don't want to live our lives in a screen. Yes, we'd like to stay up with technology &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;{and we understand its importance, along with the benefits it brings}&lt;/span&gt;, but when they're upgrading things every other day? Uhh... I'll just stick to my simple phone/laptop/iTunes that works just fiiine. I don't need the "latest and greatest" electronic device.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;We watched&lt;/span&gt; Edward Scissorhands the other day, and I loved the simplicity of their lives. I understand it's just a movie, but remember the days of using your minds to make/play/do imaginative things? And how &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;{nowadays}&lt;/span&gt; people are just glued to texting or playing games on their phone or computer? What happened to being present and having meaningful conversations &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;{without the beep of a phone to interrupt it}&lt;/span&gt;? I cherish the creative mind too much to waste away my time playing mindless Nintendo or screen-games. I'd much rather CREATE something. I'd much rather go out and be ACTIVE and enjoy the world, rather than enjoy "cyber-&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;{pseudo}&lt;/span&gt;-world" through a screen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;That said,&lt;/span&gt; I'm definitely a movie-goer &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;{and, okay, I like my TV shows}&lt;/span&gt;... and of course, I like to write on a computer &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;{blogs, journal}&lt;/span&gt;, and keep up with friends who live away&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. but I think my biggest thing is HOW I spend my time with these things, and having a balance with everything. If I'm actually thinking or researching or creating something with PURPOSE &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;{writing, for example}&lt;/span&gt;, then that's time well-spent. If computer time is just spent playing solitaire and stalking people on Facebook? Maybe there's something better to do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;When it comes to having a balance?&lt;/span&gt; That can be solved by setting a time-limit on computer/TV time and making sure to go out and do something active, or play/make up a game, or cook something. It's easy to lose track of time when you're playing one of those games or are surfing the web... I know I've been caught in that trap. I'm doing this or that, and before I know it? Hours have passed, and what was valuable about that time? Not much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I want to make the most of my minutes, &lt;/span&gt;since there are only so many. When I have kids, I want to be active &lt;i&gt;with &lt;/i&gt;them... I want to encourage creativity and the beauty of using your MIND and hands and talents. So, while, YES, I appreciate the perks of electronic devices and modern-day technology, I don't want to become a slave to it. I want to feed my mind &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;{and life}&lt;/span&gt; with things that make me think, solve, create, and DO. To me, that'll be a much more fulfilling life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5261122790188263069-3878670083370270009?l=kellyjean8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/feeds/3878670083370270009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5261122790188263069&amp;postID=3878670083370270009&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/3878670083370270009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/3878670083370270009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/2011/10/using-my-mind.html' title='Using My Mind'/><author><name>Kelly Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203327332475180041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AMgWPZ9Q5hA/TD5w2QIjb5I/AAAAAAAABLQ/hK6fax3_lfE/s1600/Sum+2010+212.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5261122790188263069.post-4493317996656151410</id><published>2011-10-18T08:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-18T08:00:07.967-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Surprise!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;After a grueling text-sesh with my sister about going to lunch with a random stranger (well, her "friend" she wanted to set my brother up with), and me trying to back down from going if my bro wasn't going to go... I was pleasantly surprised [and relieved] when the guy on the left showed up at my work...!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/October%202011/October2011129.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/October%202011/October2011129.jpg" target="_blank" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;What!??! My &lt;i&gt;brother&lt;/i&gt;?? From San Francisco??? HERE?!?! &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;HE's the "set-up" &lt;/i&gt;????? &lt;/span&gt;AHHH!!! Couldn't have been more surprised (or happy) to see him!!! &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;[Sorry for the fuss, Nat...!!]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/October%202011/October2011130.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/October%202011/October2011130.jpg" target="_blank" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;We enjoyed each other's company during lunch... and all weekend after! Wish Nat &amp;amp; Greg could've been there. It was fun to see Clay and spend time with him, though!! I sure love this brother of mine :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/October%202011/October2011180.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/October%202011/October2011180.jpg" target="_blank" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&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/5261122790188263069-4493317996656151410?l=kellyjean8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/feeds/4493317996656151410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5261122790188263069&amp;postID=4493317996656151410&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/4493317996656151410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/4493317996656151410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/2011/10/surprise.html' title='Surprise!'/><author><name>Kelly Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203327332475180041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AMgWPZ9Q5hA/TD5w2QIjb5I/AAAAAAAABLQ/hK6fax3_lfE/s1600/Sum+2010+212.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/October%202011/th_October2011129.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5261122790188263069.post-3237842509548876662</id><published>2011-10-17T16:16:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T16:21:32.551-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Lunch with the Ladies</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;We had our semi-annual lunch get-together this past Saturday! I love these girls. It's so fun to catch up with them, and I always feel like we should get together more than just twice a year! [Not to mention, it's been a year and half since we've done this, with babies being born and such :)]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;As we walked into the restaurant, all three of them were holding a car seat with their X-month-old beautiful baby... so, I looked around and asked, "Where's mine?!" :) What lucky little kids to have such great moms. I can't wait to join that world!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/October%202011/October2011176.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/October%202011/October2011176.jpg" target="_blank" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Katie and Russell&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/October%202011/October2011175.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/October%202011/October2011175.jpg" target="_blank" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;L to R: Kathryn with baby Melanie, Rachel with baby Brynlie&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;I love my friends! Such upstanding women, who inspire me to do and be better. Each of them have done so much (already) and have such positive attitudes. I walked away feeling uplifted and grateful to have such caring friends. Lucky me! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/October%202011/October2011177.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/October%202011/October2011177.jpg" target="_blank" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&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/5261122790188263069-3237842509548876662?l=kellyjean8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/feeds/3237842509548876662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5261122790188263069&amp;postID=3237842509548876662&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/3237842509548876662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/3237842509548876662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/2011/10/lunch-with-ladies.html' title='Lunch with the Ladies'/><author><name>Kelly Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203327332475180041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AMgWPZ9Q5hA/TD5w2QIjb5I/AAAAAAAABLQ/hK6fax3_lfE/s1600/Sum+2010+212.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/October%202011/th_October2011176.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5261122790188263069.post-9197473030469478361</id><published>2011-10-13T12:27:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-13T12:27:43.898-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Pow-wow at the Park</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;As I was driving into work yesterday, I noticed a bunch of tents at Pioneer Park.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;"Huh... that's interesting. Are they providing tents now for the homeless?" I thought to myself, slightly joking, slightly not. "That still doesn't block out much cold... must've been a chilly night for those people!"&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;I got into work, asked a co-worker if he knew what the camp-out was all about. He said, "Oh yeah, that's for the Wall Street protest." --Wall Street protest? Huh?? He briefly described it, then I forgot about it for the rest of the day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Driving home, I saw the tent-village at the park again... "Oh yeah!" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;So, when I got home, I excitedly told Nick about the tents. He started telling me what he knew about the protest... but neither of us knew a ton, so we got online and looked it up. "&lt;a href="http://occupywallst.org/" target="_blank"&gt;Occupy Wall Street&lt;/a&gt;" -- read all about it on &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Occupy_Wall_Street" target="_blank"&gt;Wikipedia&lt;/a&gt;... then Nick found the Facebook page, which linked to their "&lt;a href="http://occupyslc.org/" target="_blank"&gt;Occupy Salt Lake&lt;/a&gt;" page.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Basically, it seems like people are demanding justice and equality from the government. [It's always about the government, isn't it?] They're saying that it's unfair for the billionaires to control Wall Street and the way the world runs... what about the 99% of us who AREN'T billionaires? Shouldn't we have a say? They want to put an end to corporate greed... and the downward spiral of the economy (that continues to go down). Sooo... people around the nation are setting up tents (or sleeping in cardboard boxes) to make a point. They won't move until something changes.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;...what the!? So interesting!!! Part of me wants to check it out and be a part of it (I've always thought it'd be cool to be a part of a protest)... another part is like, "Well, I have a job.. and it's getting pretty cold out to be sleeping in tents!" Ha :) Maybe when it's warmer out? ;) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5261122790188263069-9197473030469478361?l=kellyjean8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/feeds/9197473030469478361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5261122790188263069&amp;postID=9197473030469478361&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/9197473030469478361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/9197473030469478361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/2011/10/pow-wow-at-park.html' title='Pow-wow at the Park'/><author><name>Kelly Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203327332475180041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AMgWPZ9Q5hA/TD5w2QIjb5I/AAAAAAAABLQ/hK6fax3_lfE/s1600/Sum+2010+212.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5261122790188263069.post-3729012529651349330</id><published>2011-10-10T18:48:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-10T18:49:29.389-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Pumpkin Delight</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #b45f06; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Once upon a day off, I decided to whip up some pumpkin cookies, thinking, "What husband wouldn't love to come home to the smell of a fresh batch of holiday cookies??" So, I set off to the store to get the simple ingredients (really, three things -- Spice Cake mix, a 15 oz. can of pumpkin, 1+ cup of chocolate chips -- how much easier could it get?) and went home to do the deed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b45f06; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b45f06; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;I whipped up the "mix" from the box (adding the eggs, oil, and water), poured in the pumpkin and chocolate chips... and then thought, Why is it still&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; so &lt;i&gt;runny&lt;/i&gt;?? &lt;/span&gt;But drizzled the runny batter on the pan anyway. Nick came home minutes before the buzzer went off. I told him that the batter was curiously runny... he looked at the Spice-Cake mix box and said, "Oh, honey. The mix-ins are for if you want to make a CAKE. It's just the dry-mix for the cookies..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b45f06; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b45f06; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Okay, now... I grew up learning full-well how to make cookies. That was my specialty! I like to bake. So... this? Well, this was just embarrassing. We laughed as we pulled out the flat "cookies" and decided to just make a big pumpkin cake instead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b45f06; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b45f06; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Our ginormous pumpkin cake:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b45f06; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #b45f06; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/October%202011/October2011058.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/October%202011/October2011058.jpg" target="_blank" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b45f06; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b45f06; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Our pumpkin pancakes (cause, let's face it... they weren't really cookies..):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #b45f06; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/October%202011/October2011062.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/October%202011/October2011062.jpg" target="_blank" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b45f06; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b45f06; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Ah well. They still tasted pretty good. Better luck next time ;) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5261122790188263069-3729012529651349330?l=kellyjean8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/feeds/3729012529651349330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5261122790188263069&amp;postID=3729012529651349330&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/3729012529651349330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/3729012529651349330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/2011/10/pumpkin-delight.html' title='Pumpkin Delight'/><author><name>Kelly Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203327332475180041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AMgWPZ9Q5hA/TD5w2QIjb5I/AAAAAAAABLQ/hK6fax3_lfE/s1600/Sum+2010+212.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/October%202011/th_October2011058.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5261122790188263069.post-7902935446004633220</id><published>2011-10-07T15:31:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-07T15:48:01.600-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Dino</title><content type='html'>This little dinosaur has been on the roof outside our apartment since we moved in 16 months ago. It has weathered every rain/snow/hail/wind-storm that's come its way... I can't believe it's still there! Part of me wants to snatch it somehow. Part of me likes seeing that it's still there on the roof everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/October%202011/October2011067.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/October%202011/October2011067.jpg" target="_blank" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What a curious little nugget. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5261122790188263069-7902935446004633220?l=kellyjean8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/feeds/7902935446004633220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5261122790188263069&amp;postID=7902935446004633220&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/7902935446004633220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/7902935446004633220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/2011/10/dino.html' title='Dino'/><author><name>Kelly Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203327332475180041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AMgWPZ9Q5hA/TD5w2QIjb5I/AAAAAAAABLQ/hK6fax3_lfE/s1600/Sum+2010+212.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/October%202011/th_October2011067.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5261122790188263069.post-4647782989703493983</id><published>2011-10-06T15:39:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-06T15:39:19.209-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting better all the time...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;This week's been one of &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;those &lt;/span&gt;weeks. Well, not the WHOLE week... just Monday &amp;amp; Tuesday. And Tuesday... well. That just got progressively worse. Ayeyayay. I felt like I was going to go out of my MIND with everything that was going on and all the negativity that kept piling up. I don't know about you, but I'm not one who thrives on stress. Ugh. No thanks. However, despite the awfulness of stress, I kind of love the days &lt;i&gt;after &lt;/i&gt;bad days... cause, really? How could things get much worse?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Yesterday, I spent the day recouping from all the drama that Tuesday brought with it. And today? Oh... SO much better. And guess what? I still have these beautiful flowers to look at that Nick randomly surprised me with last week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/October%202011/October2011005.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/October%202011/October2011005.jpg" target="_blank" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Lucky me! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5261122790188263069-4647782989703493983?l=kellyjean8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/feeds/4647782989703493983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5261122790188263069&amp;postID=4647782989703493983&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/4647782989703493983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/4647782989703493983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/2011/10/getting-better-all-time.html' title='Getting better all the time...'/><author><name>Kelly Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203327332475180041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AMgWPZ9Q5hA/TD5w2QIjb5I/AAAAAAAABLQ/hK6fax3_lfE/s1600/Sum+2010+212.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/October%202011/th_October2011005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5261122790188263069.post-2745779592997241783</id><published>2011-09-30T12:49:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-30T12:50:45.539-06:00</updated><title type='text'>And so it begins</title><content type='html'>Tis the season to wear wigs and masks and silly outfits and not be looked at as a crazy person! Don't mind if we do!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/September%202011/September2011149.jpg" target="_blank" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/September%202011/September2011149.jpg" target="_blank" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/September%202011/September2011148.jpg" target="_blank" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/September%202011/September2011148.jpg" target="_blank" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Let the costume-creating begin! &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;PS - THANK YOU SO MUCH for all your sweet compliments on my last post. Means so much. Love!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5261122790188263069-2745779592997241783?l=kellyjean8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/feeds/2745779592997241783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5261122790188263069&amp;postID=2745779592997241783&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/2745779592997241783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/2745779592997241783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/2011/09/and-so-it-begins.html' title='And so it begins'/><author><name>Kelly Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203327332475180041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AMgWPZ9Q5hA/TD5w2QIjb5I/AAAAAAAABLQ/hK6fax3_lfE/s1600/Sum+2010+212.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/September%202011/th_September2011149.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5261122790188263069.post-6072792109231446032</id><published>2011-09-28T09:54:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-28T10:35:37.789-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Hobs</title><content type='html'>Remember how I always say I want to do more art? Make more movies? Well, lately I've actually DONE those things! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A) I love drawing people. Something about the eyes and the different-yet-similar features of each person... it's so fascinating to me! The other night, I got out my pastels and started drawing... can you guess who it is?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/September%202011/September2011136.jpg" target="_blank" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/September%202011/September2011136.jpg" target="_blank" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/September%202011/September2011139.jpg" target="_blank" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/September%202011/September2011139.jpg" target="_blank" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Norma Jean :) It felt SO good to sketch. To blend the pastel colors together. Ohhh, I love it! Yep. Definitely need to do this more often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B) The other thing we did last weekend was help one of my besties with her movie! Dusti needed extras in a film she wrote, so we - along with the Broughs! - went to the coffee shop and enjoyed the evening on the set. :) It was so fun! I wish I got pictures! But we had a great time, and I was so intrigued with everything. So proud of Dusti for going after this passion of hers. Those 4 hours flew by. I'd love to do that more often as well. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love feeding into my hobbies and talents. It reminds me that there's more to me than just sitting behind a desk for 8 hours everyday. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5261122790188263069-6072792109231446032?l=kellyjean8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/feeds/6072792109231446032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5261122790188263069&amp;postID=6072792109231446032&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/6072792109231446032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/6072792109231446032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/2011/09/hobs.html' title='Hobs'/><author><name>Kelly Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203327332475180041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AMgWPZ9Q5hA/TD5w2QIjb5I/AAAAAAAABLQ/hK6fax3_lfE/s1600/Sum+2010+212.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/September%202011/th_September2011136.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5261122790188263069.post-3802304688815857547</id><published>2011-09-26T11:53:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T16:18:36.599-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Up to Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Do you ever &lt;/span&gt;look back on your childhood and think,&lt;i&gt; "Ah, those were the days. Simple. No worries... Hakuna Matata, right??" &lt;/i&gt;I know I've done that. But then - if I take off the rosy-colored glasses - I remember that those days had their own tumbling blocks and walls to overcome. Maybe my math test coming up was the big thing. Maybe my friend spilling a secret I told her hurt a little. Maybe I was worried about the big County-Report I had to do. And that Barbie I saw at the store??? Oh, I wanted it SO badly. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Basically, &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;it's all relative.&lt;/span&gt; Looking back, I don't remember all the things that I struggled with or had to overcome... but I know they were there. I also know that there were plenty of good, care-free times. And there are STILL those times. There will always be a little bit of both, and definitely more good than bad {if we look at things the right way}.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;That's why I want to always choose to enjoy life RIGHT NOW, for what it is. It's not perfect and there are things I'd love to change... but - before I know it - things WILL change. And for right now, it is what it is, and I want to soak it up for all it's worth. Because, who knows -- maybe 5 or 10 years down the road, I'll look back to my life right now and think, "Ah-- those were the days."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;It's up to me to make today - everyday - "the day." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5261122790188263069-3802304688815857547?l=kellyjean8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/feeds/3802304688815857547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5261122790188263069&amp;postID=3802304688815857547&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/3802304688815857547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/3802304688815857547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/2011/09/up-to-me.html' title='Up to Me'/><author><name>Kelly Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203327332475180041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AMgWPZ9Q5hA/TD5w2QIjb5I/AAAAAAAABLQ/hK6fax3_lfE/s1600/Sum+2010+212.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5261122790188263069.post-4246623447829936919</id><published>2011-09-23T09:39:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-23T09:39:55.266-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Buzz</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #45818e; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I love days where there's some type of jittery-buzz in the air.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #45818e; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #45818e; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Last week, it was Saturday. &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;The BYU vs. Utah game. &lt;/span&gt;I don't really have a preference for either team -- I was raised to cheer for BYU, but now? Meh.. whatever. However. I like being a part of the excitement. I like that when we went to the grocery store earlier that day, all the colors were suddenly red or blue... everyone was getting chips and drinks for "the big game."&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #45818e; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #45818e; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Or how about &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;the day before Thanksgiving &lt;/span&gt;-- it hasn't come YET, but everybody's eager to get home, be with family, play some football, eat food, and do whatever other traditions they do every year. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #45818e; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #45818e; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;What about when &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;elections &lt;/span&gt;roll around, and everyone's curious and anxious to see who the next President will be?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #45818e; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #45818e; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;THE BUZZ! There's just that antsy, anxious BUZZ in the air. And I LOVE IT!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #45818e; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #45818e; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;What I love even more, is that there's a day &lt;i&gt;every week&lt;/i&gt; that brings that "buzz." The day where - when you say the magical word - everyone gets an automatic smile on their face.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #45818e; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #45818e; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;"FRIDAY!"&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #45818e; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #45818e; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;It's like you just told someone they won a prize. It's the beginning of not having to work. It's the beginning of plans and parties with family or friends. It's the beginning of lazing around all weekend. It's the beginning of staying up too late and not having to wake up to an alarm. Friday. Oh, Friday. That word -- THIS day -- is like music to my ears. I look forward to it every week. I love Fridays.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #45818e; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #45818e; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Let the buzz begin. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5261122790188263069-4246623447829936919?l=kellyjean8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/feeds/4246623447829936919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5261122790188263069&amp;postID=4246623447829936919&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/4246623447829936919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/4246623447829936919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/2011/09/buzz.html' title='The Buzz'/><author><name>Kelly Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203327332475180041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AMgWPZ9Q5hA/TD5w2QIjb5I/AAAAAAAABLQ/hK6fax3_lfE/s1600/Sum+2010+212.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5261122790188263069.post-2643751560312098949</id><published>2011-09-20T11:50:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-21T10:55:07.064-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Things</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;The power at work went out for about 8 seconds today.&lt;/span&gt; And then it went out AGAIN maybe 30 minutes later...! I don't know about you, but I always get a &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;{secret}&lt;/span&gt; thrill when things like that happen... it's kind of &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;spooky,&lt;/span&gt; in an exciting way. And it mixes up the day. But now my phone is reading "Sun, Feb 6" at "1:19am" ...not sure how to change THAT back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Nick and I finished the sixth season of &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;How I Met Your Mother&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/span&gt;on Sunday night... just in time to watch the premiere of the seventh season last night! That show cracks us up. I love it. Do you? You should. &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;It's soo funny.&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;I'm starting to love &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;biographies!&lt;/span&gt; I just love learning about people... it's so interesting! Right now, I'm reading &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Paul McCartney's biography&lt;/span&gt;... and ohh, I love it! It's fascinating. I love spending my lunch breaks learning more &amp;amp; more about this inspiring person I've grown up admiring.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;I got out my &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;drawing pencils &amp;amp; pastels &lt;/span&gt;over the weekend, and was reminded of how much I LOVE doing art! I need to make that more of a regular thing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Aren't we glad it's already &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Tuesday? &lt;/span&gt;Woohoo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5261122790188263069-2643751560312098949?l=kellyjean8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/feeds/2643751560312098949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5261122790188263069&amp;postID=2643751560312098949&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/2643751560312098949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/2643751560312098949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/2011/09/things.html' title='Things'/><author><name>Kelly Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203327332475180041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AMgWPZ9Q5hA/TD5w2QIjb5I/AAAAAAAABLQ/hK6fax3_lfE/s1600/Sum+2010+212.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5261122790188263069.post-3215150208457535317</id><published>2011-09-19T16:49:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-19T17:13:29.255-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Lovelies</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Cutest Twins Award&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; goes to Jenna &amp;amp; Lucy!!! Oh my goodness, I love these two girls! They are the smartest almost-2-year-olds ever. I love that they call me Klelly! I love that they're getting to that playful stage :) I love getting to know them &amp;amp; their individual personalities more. I love what GOOD kids they are. Oh, I just love 'em. Makes me so excited to have my own kids some day! But for now, I love having so many adorable nieces &amp;amp; nephews to dote upon :)&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/September%202011/September2011070.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="425" src="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/September%202011/September2011070.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jenna&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/September%202011/September2011069.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/September%202011/September2011069.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lucy&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;XOXOXOXOXOXO!&lt;/span&gt; Love, Aunt Kiss &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5261122790188263069-3215150208457535317?l=kellyjean8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/feeds/3215150208457535317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5261122790188263069&amp;postID=3215150208457535317&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/3215150208457535317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/3215150208457535317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/2011/09/lovelies.html' title='Lovelies'/><author><name>Kelly Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203327332475180041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AMgWPZ9Q5hA/TD5w2QIjb5I/AAAAAAAABLQ/hK6fax3_lfE/s1600/Sum+2010+212.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/September%202011/th_September2011070.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5261122790188263069.post-7792273384520404162</id><published>2011-09-14T23:59:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-15T10:50:16.482-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Cups</title><content type='html'>Did you know that &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OVIaZ-AfEvo" target="_blank"&gt;stacking cups&lt;/a&gt; is a sport? Apparently there are "world champions" and everything! Ha. Who knew?? When Nick and I were at the Farmer's Market last weekend, we saw some of those athletes LIVE. And whoa. I felt like somebody was pressing "fast forward," it was crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/September%202011/IMG_4708.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="425" src="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/September%202011/IMG_4708.jpg" target="_blank" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5261122790188263069-7792273384520404162?l=kellyjean8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/feeds/7792273384520404162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5261122790188263069&amp;postID=7792273384520404162&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/7792273384520404162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/7792273384520404162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/2011/09/cups.html' title='Cups'/><author><name>Kelly Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203327332475180041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AMgWPZ9Q5hA/TD5w2QIjb5I/AAAAAAAABLQ/hK6fax3_lfE/s1600/Sum+2010+212.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/September%202011/th_IMG_4708.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5261122790188263069.post-1314991814084007271</id><published>2011-09-12T15:46:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-12T16:26:28.538-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Oreo Balls</title><content type='html'>Nick and I made those tuh-HASTY(!!!) Oreo balls over the weekend... mmm!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/September%202011/IMG_4767.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/September%202011/IMG_4767.jpg" target="_blank" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Luckily, they taste the same in your mouth, 'cause after the first 10 or so, the melted-chocolate started getting all chunky. Boo! Maybe we were burning it? I don't know! Any tips?? &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5261122790188263069-1314991814084007271?l=kellyjean8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/feeds/1314991814084007271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5261122790188263069&amp;postID=1314991814084007271&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/1314991814084007271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/1314991814084007271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/2011/09/oreo-balls.html' title='Oreo Balls'/><author><name>Kelly Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203327332475180041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AMgWPZ9Q5hA/TD5w2QIjb5I/AAAAAAAABLQ/hK6fax3_lfE/s1600/Sum+2010+212.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/September%202011/th_IMG_4767.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5261122790188263069.post-8911298438144063323</id><published>2011-09-09T11:14:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-09T11:14:50.929-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Wilson</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #c27ba0; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;I just found out that &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uIbXvaE39wM" target="_blank"&gt;Wilson Phillips&lt;/a&gt; was at the &lt;a href="http://utah-state-fair.com/public_area/entertainment/grandstand_entertainment.php" target="_blank"&gt;Utah State Fair&lt;/a&gt; last night (for FREE, with gate admission)... and I MISSED IT!!! I am SO BUMMED about that! Wilson Phillips could be my favorite band of the '90s. I would sit in my room, listening to their cassette tape, singing along to the lyrics as I read them (printed on the little picture/lyric pamphlet that came with the tape). I LOVED them! I wanted to BE one of them. Seeing them in person??? Oh my. That would've been a dream come true! And had I known about it, I would've been there in a heart beat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #c27ba0; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #c27ba0; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Oh well, though... maybe that dream will come true another day! Instead, Nick and I went to an Ice Cream Social, and attended "Fashion Night" at Fashion Place Mall (where I got a cute golden-yellow pea-coat, and Nick got a good lookin' cardigan jacket!)... AND we just so happened to drive by one of my favorite friends (&lt;a href="http://kttaylor09.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Kathryn Slivka Taylor&lt;/a&gt;), whom we ended up chatting with for a few minutes! YES! I love her :) Guess it all evens out ;)&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #c27ba0; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #c27ba0; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;I don't know about you, but I am SO glad it's the weekend! One of those "don't-need-to-repeat-THAT" kind of [work] weeks. But lots to look forward to this weekend :) Happy Friday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #c27ba0; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #c27ba0; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Cheers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5261122790188263069-8911298438144063323?l=kellyjean8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/feeds/8911298438144063323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5261122790188263069&amp;postID=8911298438144063323&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/8911298438144063323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/8911298438144063323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/2011/09/wilson.html' title='Wilson'/><author><name>Kelly Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203327332475180041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AMgWPZ9Q5hA/TD5w2QIjb5I/AAAAAAAABLQ/hK6fax3_lfE/s1600/Sum+2010+212.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5261122790188263069.post-8243858696657922321</id><published>2011-09-08T11:10:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-08T11:10:33.628-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sister-bun-heads</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/September%202011/September2011046.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/September%202011/September2011046.jpg" target="_blank" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I love my sisters!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;(Wish you were with us, Nat!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5261122790188263069-8243858696657922321?l=kellyjean8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/feeds/8243858696657922321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5261122790188263069&amp;postID=8243858696657922321&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/8243858696657922321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/8243858696657922321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/2011/09/sister-bun-heads.html' title='Sister-bun-heads'/><author><name>Kelly Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203327332475180041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AMgWPZ9Q5hA/TD5w2QIjb5I/AAAAAAAABLQ/hK6fax3_lfE/s1600/Sum+2010+212.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/September%202011/th_September2011046.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5261122790188263069.post-2237215646490903210</id><published>2011-09-06T10:53:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-06T10:54:29.482-06:00</updated><title type='text'>'90s shirt</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Remember these shirts?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Sum%202011_July/August2011109.jpg" target="_blank" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Sum%202011_July/August2011109.jpg" target="_blank" width="425" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...wish I didn't either ;) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5261122790188263069-2237215646490903210?l=kellyjean8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/feeds/2237215646490903210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5261122790188263069&amp;postID=2237215646490903210&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/2237215646490903210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/2237215646490903210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/2011/09/90s-shirt.html' title='&apos;90s shirt'/><author><name>Kelly Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203327332475180041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AMgWPZ9Q5hA/TD5w2QIjb5I/AAAAAAAABLQ/hK6fax3_lfE/s1600/Sum+2010+212.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Sum%202011_July/th_August2011109.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5261122790188263069.post-4768380834810966383</id><published>2011-09-01T16:16:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-01T17:24:02.645-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Hale</title><content type='html'>Remember our good friend, Brad Lever? Well - if ya didn't know - he was Joseph in Joseph and the Amazing Technicolor Dreamcoat at Hale Theatre... and guys. He was&amp;nbsp; A M A Z I N G! The entire show was outstanding! I've been going to shows at Hale since I was 10(?)... this was one of their best productions. The music, the costumes, the props -- wow. It went by SO fast, it was that good. I loved it! Not sure how much longer the show is running, but if you have a chance to go, GO! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before the show:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Sum%202011_July/August2011115.jpg" target="_blank" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Sum%202011_July/August2011115.jpg" target="_blank" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mum and I were being stripey.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Sum%202011_July/August2011117.jpg" target="_blank"imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Sum%202011_July/August2011117.jpg" target="_blank" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They do so much with that little stage, it's incredible. I love this place! It will always remind me of my Grandpa, and wonderful McPhie-sided-fam :) :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Sum%202011_July/August2011119.jpg" target="_blank" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Sum%202011_July/August2011119.jpg" target="_blank" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Sum%202011_July/August2011120.jpg" target="_blank" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Sum%202011_July/August2011120.jpg" target="_blank" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Sum%202011_July/August2011122.jpg" target="_blank" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Sum%202011_July/August2011122.jpg" target="_blank" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;After the show:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Sum%202011_July/August2011130.jpg" target="_blank" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Sum%202011_July/August2011130.jpg" target="_blank" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;I know... a picture with the STAR!?!? Dream.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;And in case you didn't get a good enough look at Elvis, here's a close up for ya:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Sum%202011_July/August2011127.jpg" target="_blank" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Sum%202011_July/August2011127.jpg" target="_blank" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You are WELCOME!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5261122790188263069-4768380834810966383?l=kellyjean8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/feeds/4768380834810966383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5261122790188263069&amp;postID=4768380834810966383&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/4768380834810966383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/4768380834810966383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/2011/09/hale.html' title='Hale'/><author><name>Kelly Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203327332475180041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AMgWPZ9Q5hA/TD5w2QIjb5I/AAAAAAAABLQ/hK6fax3_lfE/s1600/Sum+2010+212.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Sum%202011_July/th_August2011115.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5261122790188263069.post-2531118966421779485</id><published>2011-08-31T10:12:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-01T17:24:25.703-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Seatbelt Smiley</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Can you spy the smiley guy?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Sum%202011_July/August2011054.jpg" target="_blank" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Sum%202011_July/August2011054.jpg" target="_blank" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...that's enough to make me wear a seatbelt every time I ride in the car ;) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5261122790188263069-2531118966421779485?l=kellyjean8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/feeds/2531118966421779485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5261122790188263069&amp;postID=2531118966421779485&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/2531118966421779485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/2531118966421779485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/2011/08/seatbelt-smiley.html' title='Seatbelt Smiley'/><author><name>Kelly Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203327332475180041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AMgWPZ9Q5hA/TD5w2QIjb5I/AAAAAAAABLQ/hK6fax3_lfE/s1600/Sum+2010+212.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Sum%202011_July/th_August2011054.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5261122790188263069.post-3223224413773396460</id><published>2011-08-30T16:12:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-30T16:12:42.705-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Today's been...&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; well... another day. One of those days where everything's going on at once... the phone's ringing off the hook... project after project, "Can you do this?" "Can you do that?" "Here's this for you..." ...to the point where I'm scatter-brainy-frazzled and need a break. Then, to top it all off, I had a heartbreaking discussion with someone close to me, and I've had to fight back tears every time I think about it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;But. Not to leave this on too much of a downer post...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Today is my Dad's birthday, and I couldn't ask for a better father. I've learned (and continued to learn) so many valuable things from him. He's one of my biggest heroes and I love him so much!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Today I heard rain splatter on the roof... I love the sound of rain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Today I woke up next to my handsome, wonderful husband... and I couldn't be more grateful to have him in my life. He means everything to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Today my testimony was strengthened. I know God's real. I know He has a plan for each of us.. and I know that it's through our faith and devotion to Him that we will be our happiest selves, and enjoy the richest of blessings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Today, I'm going to make it through because I'm alive. Because I have hope. Because I can breathe and function normally. Because I have a healthy brain and a healthy heart. Because I'm surrounded by the finest of people. Because I know who I am, I know my ultimate goal... and I know that things will all work out and be okay. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5261122790188263069-3223224413773396460?l=kellyjean8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/feeds/3223224413773396460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5261122790188263069&amp;postID=3223224413773396460&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/3223224413773396460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/3223224413773396460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/2011/08/day.html' title='Day'/><author><name>Kelly Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203327332475180041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AMgWPZ9Q5hA/TD5w2QIjb5I/AAAAAAAABLQ/hK6fax3_lfE/s1600/Sum+2010+212.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5261122790188263069.post-5506673237285068934</id><published>2011-08-29T20:26:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-01T17:25:38.207-06:00</updated><title type='text'>5-year</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Sum%202011_July/August2011031.jpg" target="_blank" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Sum%202011_July/August2011031.jpg" target="_blank" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;The 5-year reunion was so fun! It was just relaxed and casual, and I loved socializing with familiar faces (and meeting spouses / boyfriends / girlfriends). I get such a high off of meaningful conversations with others. Ah! I love it! I love staying connected to people and maintaining friendships. I mean, why not? What's the alternative? Excluding myself to a small bubble of people? No way! The more the merrier!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Sum%202011_July/August2011030.jpg" target="_blank" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Sum%202011_July/August2011030.jpg" target="_blank" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Sum%202011_July/August2011032.jpg" target="_blank" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Sum%202011_July/August2011032.jpg" target="_blank" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Sum%202011_July/August2011034.jpg" target="_blank" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Sum%202011_July/August2011034.jpg" target="_blank" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Sum%202011_July/August2011033.jpg" target="_blank" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Sum%202011_July/August2011033.jpg" target="_blank" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;These two lovebirds... just one week before they tied the knot! AH! Love them :) :) &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Sum%202011_July/August2011035.jpg" target="_blank" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Sum%202011_July/August2011035.jpg" target="_blank" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Aren't my friends so beautiful??&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;So happy I got to go home with this stud:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Sum%202011_July/August2011036.jpg" target="_blank" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Sum%202011_July/August2011036.jpg" target="_blank" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5261122790188263069-5506673237285068934?l=kellyjean8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/feeds/5506673237285068934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5261122790188263069&amp;postID=5506673237285068934&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/5506673237285068934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/5506673237285068934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/2011/08/5-year.html' title='5-year'/><author><name>Kelly Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203327332475180041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AMgWPZ9Q5hA/TD5w2QIjb5I/AAAAAAAABLQ/hK6fax3_lfE/s1600/Sum+2010+212.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Sum%202011_July/th_August2011031.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5261122790188263069.post-1356586116840986882</id><published>2011-08-25T11:19:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-25T11:19:28.216-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Scars</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I love scars for two reasons:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Every scar has a story behind it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;It's what makes me "me."&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;I have two scars on my right hand -- one from accidentally punching a window in my friend's playhouse (back in the day)... and one from trying to get bed-lifts out from under my bed (haha... quirks of college-life.) :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;I have two or three scars on my right knee -- falling on the treadmill, doing the morning paper route and running into a thin wirey-rope that was wrapped around the tree and staked into the ground... and probably a few more from impatient shaves.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;I had a motorcycle burn, which is now {sadly} faded.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;I have this vein on the left side of my chin (right side if you're looking at me) that looks like a blue pen mark. I remember someone telling me I had some blue ink on my face (in Elementary School), then looking in the mirror and realizing it was a vein. Nice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;I just love the uniqueness of scars. I think they're fascinating and leave some pretty cool marks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5261122790188263069-1356586116840986882?l=kellyjean8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/feeds/1356586116840986882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5261122790188263069&amp;postID=1356586116840986882&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/1356586116840986882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/1356586116840986882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/2011/08/scars.html' title='Scars'/><author><name>Kelly Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203327332475180041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AMgWPZ9Q5hA/TD5w2QIjb5I/AAAAAAAABLQ/hK6fax3_lfE/s1600/Sum+2010+212.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5261122790188263069.post-3351326155842094634</id><published>2011-08-24T15:26:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-24T20:05:55.378-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Grace</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;It's an interesting thing being at the good grace of someone else.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;For instance, when you're at a restaurant, if you're rude to the waitress, she could easily put something in your drink (or food).&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;If you're too demanding with the cab driver, he could drive extra slowly.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;If you're mean on the phone, you could get hung up on.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;But also, if you're friends with the security guard, he could "overlook" you parking in the lot without a pass.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;If you know someone who works backstage, they could get you in for free.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;It all comes down to that famous song - R-E-S-P-E-C-T ;) I really think how we treat we people is huge! I always want to be someone who respects and uplifts others, makin' them feel good about themselves... aka, classy. (don't you love the word "classy"? one of my faves.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5261122790188263069-3351326155842094634?l=kellyjean8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/feeds/3351326155842094634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5261122790188263069&amp;postID=3351326155842094634&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/3351326155842094634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/3351326155842094634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/2011/08/good-grace.html' title='Good Grace'/><author><name>Kelly Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203327332475180041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AMgWPZ9Q5hA/TD5w2QIjb5I/AAAAAAAABLQ/hK6fax3_lfE/s1600/Sum+2010+212.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5261122790188263069.post-4994239569467338960</id><published>2011-08-19T14:59:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-19T14:59:48.659-06:00</updated><title type='text'>bits</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #cc0000; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Unless I'm at a nice, sit-down restaurant, I usually order my food "To Go" (I don't like dealing with the trays they give ya) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;I've listened to Adam Young's version of "&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=K9jMculLSbc" style="color: #6aa84f;" target="_blank"&gt;In Christ Alone&lt;/a&gt;" a few times this week... and EVERY time I listen to it, I tear up. So much truth in that beautiful song. I love my Savior. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;If I want a nice, thorough hand-wash, I'll silently sing "Twinkle Twinkle Little Star" as I wash 'em, then call it good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;I'm not a dog-person. I don't like them jumping on me or touching my skin (feet, legs, face... blegh)... I think it goes back to when I got bit by a dog on my leg years ago; now I have trust-issues with 'em. Dogs and I get along if we both mind our own biiiizzz-ness... if y'know what I'm sayin'. I'll take the sassy cat any day ;) ....speaking of, I miss Ziggy :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;The Cheesecake Factory is okay... but I think it's a tad overrated. You can't make reservations, so you end up waiting an hour... and the food is okay, but - if we're talking about Italian food - Tucci's is wayyyy better. However, The CF lives up to their name -- the Adam's Peanut Butter cheesecake is mmm mmm delightful!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;My brother (out in San Francisco) and I will leave each other voice-messages [when we can't get a hold of each other] until it cuts us off... usually around 5 and 1/2 minutes. Then, if we still have more to say, we'll call back and leave another one. I think our record is 4 messages in a row.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Speaking of my bro, did you know he works at &lt;a href="http://lucasfilm.com/" style="color: #6aa84f;" target="_blank"&gt;Lucasfilm&lt;/a&gt;?? As in GEORGE LUCAS?? Yes, he's seen Georgey eat lunch a time or two (with a lightsaber). But... seriously? How sweet is that gig?!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;I tend to only like soup if it's winter or if I'm sick. Otherwise, it's a "pass" for me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;We watched "17 Again" at a youth activity the other night... now, we could've picked a better movie, sure... but I loved how right when it ended, the YW Pres was like, "Well, THAT was a little RAUNCH!" Hahaha :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;I wasn't feeling well last night, and Sir Nicholas was the perfect care-taker... he got the cold rag for my head, put the fan on me, got me some water + anything else I needed, and asked, "Do you want to watch Little Women?" knowing that that's one of my go-to, feel-good movies... :) I ended up choosing "Under the Tuscan Sun" instead -- another winner. Ah, I love that man. He treats me so well!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;It's Friday, and I'm in love! Cyber-CHEERS! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5261122790188263069-4994239569467338960?l=kellyjean8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/feeds/4994239569467338960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5261122790188263069&amp;postID=4994239569467338960&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/4994239569467338960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/4994239569467338960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/2011/08/bits.html' title='bits'/><author><name>Kelly Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203327332475180041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AMgWPZ9Q5hA/TD5w2QIjb5I/AAAAAAAABLQ/hK6fax3_lfE/s1600/Sum+2010+212.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5261122790188263069.post-4964439446086846037</id><published>2011-08-18T12:01:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-18T12:01:09.951-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Smile because you can :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Whew! It has been a busy week, &lt;/span&gt;full of roller-coaster riding (more on that later, most likely on my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://nickel58.blogspot.com/" style="color: #6aa84f;" target="_blank"&gt;NicKel&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt; blog in a few days)... getting a new phone system at work... getting &lt;b&gt;a new sis from Germany(!)&lt;/b&gt;... visiting with family from outta town (tonight)... stopping by the 5-year reunion tomorrow (has it been that long?)...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232; font-family: Comic Sans MS,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;On the &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232; font-size: large;"&gt;high school&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; note, I loved high school! I had amazing friends, we had so much fun at dances, assemblies, games, the Arts Fest... I became friends with most of my teachers, which allowed me to work the system a bit ;) ...choir tour (both years) was SO FUN... being in the musical a couple of times was not only a grand ol' time, but gave us incentive to sneak around any way we could (underground, up on the cat-walk [behind/above the stage], making a Wendy's run during dress rehearsal... y'know... whatever we could manage). I loved developing my interests &amp;amp; talent in art and music and movie-making... I loved learning about Health... I loved dancing in my Spanish class to Shakira, I loved my humanities class, where we analyzed art... loved seminary, loved the milestones of beginning to date and drive... &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I look at those years with nothing but smiles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232; font-family: Comic Sans MS,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e69138;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;I feel sad for people who hated high school. I feel sad because it's a CHOICE. You can choose to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;enjoy &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;it, or you can choose to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;endure &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;it. I mean, sure, there's drama, but you get over it. You still have fun and feel happy and enjoy the moment you're in. You choose to not let what [you think] other people think affect you for the worse. You don't let the negative things control you and affect how you choose to go through life. You believe in yourself. You GO for things. You are daring. You are brave. You are beautiful. You find the funny and love to laugh. You accept yourself for everything that you are. You discover your talents and develop them! You love life, because you CAN! Because you're HERE! Because it's FILLED with beauty and happiness and goodness -- why not enjoy it?! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;I love having the attitude of &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;"I am where I am."&lt;/span&gt; -- it's like, THIS is my life right now, and I choose to love it. I choose to embrace it. I choose to fill it with positivity, happiness, hope, and laughs. I CHOOSE that, because what's the alternative? Feeling negative and miserable and having that self-pity blah-ness? No thanks! I'd much rather choose to be happy. It just kind of makes sense.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;I'm such a believer in CHOICES, and choosing to be positive. I could definitely be better at it. Sometimes I find myself wishing I were here or there... wishing I could end this, and begin that... I think it's natural to have those feelings. I also believe that &lt;b&gt;reminding yourself to enjoy the moment &lt;/b&gt;-- because moments come &amp;amp; go -- &lt;b&gt;will help enrich your life, which will make it more enjoyable.&lt;/b&gt; Life is beautiful in every stage. I always want to try to milk each moment for what it's worth! I try... I stumble... I get up and try again. That's all there is to it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5261122790188263069-4964439446086846037?l=kellyjean8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/feeds/4964439446086846037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5261122790188263069&amp;postID=4964439446086846037&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/4964439446086846037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/4964439446086846037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/2011/08/smile-because-you-can.html' title='Smile because you can :)'/><author><name>Kelly Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203327332475180041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AMgWPZ9Q5hA/TD5w2QIjb5I/AAAAAAAABLQ/hK6fax3_lfE/s1600/Sum+2010+212.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5261122790188263069.post-9149816116061752886</id><published>2011-08-11T08:15:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-11T08:15:02.290-06:00</updated><title type='text'>hallow decor</title><content type='html'>Nick hated these Halloween decorations, which made me laugh and decide that we needed a picture of them. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Sum%202011_July/?action=view&amp;amp;current=August2011005.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="480" src="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Sum%202011_July/August2011005.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are they really THAT bad?? Okay, humongo-weird-pumpkin-head... yes. Yes, that one IS that bad. But the stretched out, skinny-armed ghost? haha. I kinda like that little guy. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5261122790188263069-9149816116061752886?l=kellyjean8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/feeds/9149816116061752886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5261122790188263069&amp;postID=9149816116061752886&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/9149816116061752886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/9149816116061752886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/2011/08/hallow-decor.html' title='hallow decor'/><author><name>Kelly Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203327332475180041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AMgWPZ9Q5hA/TD5w2QIjb5I/AAAAAAAABLQ/hK6fax3_lfE/s1600/Sum+2010+212.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Sum%202011_July/th_August2011005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5261122790188263069.post-7455059481580318543</id><published>2011-08-09T14:10:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-09T15:41:15.198-06:00</updated><title type='text'>musings</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #8e7cc3; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;I really love &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Anthropologie&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; -- the books, knobs, cooking-ware, clothes... even down to the art, smells and music they fill the store with. You'd think they'd lessen the price on things, though... I mean, a knob for $24?? A top for $148? Is it just me, or does that seem a tad dramatic? Ah well... I still love perusing around in there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;I tend to be a fast walker... not, like, speed-walking-fast... but I keep a good pace. Sooo... when I got stuck behind a couple of pokies (slow ones) on my walk back to work, I decided when the passing-area broadened, I'd go on the grass and merrily continue my stride. That's just what I did. But when I got on the grass, my flip flops would stick a little each time I lifted my foot up... yep... &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;swampy grass. &lt;/span&gt;That led to me splatting mud on the back of my legs, and awkwardly trying to wash my legs/feet in the bathroom before anyone else came in. I lucked out. Ph-eW! That's what I get for walkin' someone's tail.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f1c232; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;This weekend we get to bask in the&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; California sun&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;... ahhh. Soooo looking forward to that. Especially since the last time we were on an airplane was on our Honeymoon. This will be my first time flying into LAX. LAX -- as in the &lt;b&gt;LOST &lt;/b&gt;AIRPORT!!!! AH! Okay, I know it's not really filmed there, but they refer to it a lot on the show, so it's a big deal. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e69138; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;My parents are having a &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;foreign-exchange student &lt;/span&gt;(from GERMANY!) live with them for the school year, and she's coming this weekend... ah! I am SO excited to meet and welcome her into the fam :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;It's already August 9th. &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; ...how did that happen?!?&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f1c232; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Speaking of the time of year... we went to Tai Pan and Hobby Lobby (which I like to call "HobLob" -- isn't it so fun to say? Try it. "HobLob." ha!) ...and guess what??? &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e69138;"&gt;Halloween stuff&lt;/span&gt; is already out!&lt;/span&gt; ANNND &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;Christmas decor!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Bah! Oh my. I love love LOVE this time of year! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5261122790188263069-7455059481580318543?l=kellyjean8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/feeds/7455059481580318543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5261122790188263069&amp;postID=7455059481580318543&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/7455059481580318543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/7455059481580318543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/2011/08/musings.html' title='musings'/><author><name>Kelly Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203327332475180041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AMgWPZ9Q5hA/TD5w2QIjb5I/AAAAAAAABLQ/hK6fax3_lfE/s1600/Sum+2010+212.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5261122790188263069.post-2475097885623120757</id><published>2011-08-08T11:13:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T11:13:12.086-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Answers</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Questions to Ask in the Next Life:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f1c232; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;-What ever happened to our Park City Marriott voucher that we somehow misplaced??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;-Did I ever see/pass Nick before we knew each other?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f1c232; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;-Did my brother really dance around in the bathroom with his baggy clothes when my Dad walked in on him, or was that just a dream?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;-Who REALLY got the Maxie doll out of my two older sisters? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5261122790188263069-2475097885623120757?l=kellyjean8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/feeds/2475097885623120757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5261122790188263069&amp;postID=2475097885623120757&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/2475097885623120757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/2475097885623120757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/2011/08/answers.html' title='Answers'/><author><name>Kelly Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203327332475180041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AMgWPZ9Q5hA/TD5w2QIjb5I/AAAAAAAABLQ/hK6fax3_lfE/s1600/Sum+2010+212.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5261122790188263069.post-6122990642321262748</id><published>2011-08-04T11:49:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-04T11:50:02.590-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Hobbies</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Last night, Nick took a peek into my past...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; he watched a couple movies I made with friends years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.serendipity-films.com/images/film-slate.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="263" src="http://www.serendipity-films.com/images/film-slate.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e69138; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;There was one I made with Collette Charles in 8th grade -- we were playing Life and talking about our "boyfriends" and whether or not we'd talked about "marriage" yet. Hahah. :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;I showed him Dusti's &amp;amp; my finest... "On My Mind" -- where a meteor fell from the sky, and somehow - the next morning - no one remembered it. :) Oh my. That one is a gem! Dust &amp;amp; I still quote it to each other, haha. I love that ever since then, we've made tons of movies together. She'll forever be my movie-making partner.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Another was maybe 3 minutes long, of Dusti hanging off a balcony crying, "Help!" ...then it shoots to me, all glamorized (in some old-fashioned dress) playing "Christopher's Dream" intensely on the piano. And then it ends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;We also watched a movie WE made about a year ago, with a couple of our friends, about a group of people sent to a "Crazy" house, for lack of a better term. They each have problems and are brought together to overcome them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sou.edu/summer/images/movie-camera.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://www.sou.edu/summer/images/movie-camera.gif" width="218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we finished watching (and laughing), I said, "I always forget how much I love doing things until I see art or home-made movies.. or listen to beautiful music." I want to draw more... and learn how to paint better. I want to play the piano and get the guitar-playing thing down. I want to read &amp;amp; study up on Sociology - I love that subject. I want to make more movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.whatsonxiamen.com/infobank_images/2cbf5cb67bc91dd32be60a15_33.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="268" src="http://www.whatsonxiamen.com/infobank_images/2cbf5cb67bc91dd32be60a15_33.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are things about ourselves that just make up who &amp;amp; what we are. I love dressing up and playing make believe - it's just who I am. I especially love doing that with people I love. It captures this moment in time and is something you'll always treasure.... even if you look back on it and think, "Ha! Seriously????"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.oplife.org/wp-content/uploads/2010/04/Music-as-inspiration.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://www.oplife.org/wp-content/uploads/2010/04/Music-as-inspiration.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it's easy to get caught up in life, and forget about our hobbies... but I also feel it's important to develop and increase our talents and interests. It's what makes us unique! Every time I do something to cater to my talents, I feel so refreshed and happy...! I love it! So, here's my resolve to spend more time - at least once a week - developing my talents. It's my Mid-Year's Resolution, if you will. Feel free to join me in this quest! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5261122790188263069-6122990642321262748?l=kellyjean8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/feeds/6122990642321262748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5261122790188263069&amp;postID=6122990642321262748&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/6122990642321262748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/6122990642321262748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/2011/08/hobbies.html' title='Hobbies'/><author><name>Kelly Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203327332475180041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AMgWPZ9Q5hA/TD5w2QIjb5I/AAAAAAAABLQ/hK6fax3_lfE/s1600/Sum+2010+212.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5261122790188263069.post-8622293509891164889</id><published>2011-08-03T10:57:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-03T10:57:31.637-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Deepest Fear</title><content type='html'>For anyone who may need a lift today, this quote is an energy &amp;amp; confidence booster. It's one of my favorites... I love it! It is so TRUE. You can feel its truth &amp;amp; power with each word you read. Ah. I love feeling inspired. Get ready to raise your glass &amp;amp; say "Amen!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f1c232; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="bigcap"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;ur deepest fear is not that we are inadequate.&lt;br /&gt;Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure.&lt;br /&gt;It is our light, not our darkness that most frightens us.&lt;br /&gt;We ask ourselves, Who am I to be brilliant,&lt;br /&gt;gorgeous, talented, fabulous?&lt;br /&gt;Actually, who are you not to be?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f1c232; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a child of God.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f1c232; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your playing small does not serve the world.&lt;br /&gt;There is nothing enlightened about shrinking&lt;br /&gt;so that other people won't feel insecure around you.&lt;br /&gt;We are all meant to shine, as children do.&lt;br /&gt;We were born to make manifest the glory of God that is within us.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f1c232; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;It is not just in some of us; it is in everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f1c232; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;And as we let our own light shine, we unconsciously&lt;br /&gt;give other people permission to do the same.&lt;br /&gt;As we are liberated from our own fear,&lt;br /&gt;our presence automatically liberates others.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e69138; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;a return to love - marianne williamson&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5261122790188263069-8622293509891164889?l=kellyjean8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/feeds/8622293509891164889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5261122790188263069&amp;postID=8622293509891164889&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/8622293509891164889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/8622293509891164889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/2011/08/our-deepest-fear.html' title='Our Deepest Fear'/><author><name>Kelly Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203327332475180041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AMgWPZ9Q5hA/TD5w2QIjb5I/AAAAAAAABLQ/hK6fax3_lfE/s1600/Sum+2010+212.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5261122790188263069.post-4228078429759186717</id><published>2011-07-31T14:28:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T14:28:45.595-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Rita &amp; Frank</title><content type='html'>My sister, Nat, posted &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UVckm9AV_Gk&amp;amp;feature=related" target="_blank"&gt;this youtube&lt;/a&gt; on my facebook wall for my birthday, and Nick and I have watched it over &amp;amp; over, laughing harder &amp;amp; harder each time. Oh my. I love it so much! This is what I want to be like in 60 years, haha :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/UVckm9AV_Gk" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5261122790188263069-4228078429759186717?l=kellyjean8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/feeds/4228078429759186717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5261122790188263069&amp;postID=4228078429759186717&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/4228078429759186717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/4228078429759186717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/2011/07/rita-frank.html' title='Rita &amp; Frank'/><author><name>Kelly Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203327332475180041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AMgWPZ9Q5hA/TD5w2QIjb5I/AAAAAAAABLQ/hK6fax3_lfE/s1600/Sum+2010+212.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/UVckm9AV_Gk/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5261122790188263069.post-1669932546938647218</id><published>2011-07-27T13:35:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-28T10:34:01.534-06:00</updated><title type='text'>faves</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Favorite things about today:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: right;"&gt;-Nick sleepily walking me to the door as I left for work this morning... then &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;waiting to shut the door until he saw me pass him on the ground :) :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;-Walking by a [guy] street musician, who was passionately singing, "Hit Me Baby One More Time" :)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: right;"&gt;-Hearing &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;"&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=c1V5Wk9gb4U" target="_blank"&gt;Come Away With Me&lt;/a&gt;" &lt;/span&gt;on the speakers during lunch, and smiling to myself as I reflected back on &lt;b&gt;Nick's &amp;amp; my first dance as a married couple.&lt;/b&gt; I love Norah's jazzy, smooth-yet-scratchy voice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: right;"&gt;-Reading the&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; first email from Greg&lt;/span&gt; since he left on his mission, and having so many "aww" moments &lt;span style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;(like when he said it was harder to leave than he thought, since he's never lived away from home.. and writing,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;"I didn´t look back at the airport, and I´ll tell ya why. When I watched  Star Wars I, the hardest part for me was when Anakin had to leave his  home and say bye to his mother for at least 5 years. What she said to  him was ´Don´t look back.´ And as a 9 year old kid, I knew that's what I  had to do when I left for the mish."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: right;"&gt;-Watching a&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; ladybug&lt;/span&gt; speedily crawl around a rock I was sitting on during lunch... and deciding that it was my favorite out of the fly and ant that accompanied it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: right;"&gt;-Enjoying wearing shorts at work&lt;span style="color: #93c47d;"&gt; (since we have this "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.prnewswire.com/news-releases/richter7-employees-beat-heat-take-off-pants-at-work-donate-to-the-needy-125402803.html" style="color: #93c47d;" target="_blank"&gt;No Pants Policy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;" thing every summer -- seriously, how cool is that?)&lt;/span&gt;... and getting&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; ice cream&lt;/span&gt; later on today&lt;span style="color: #93c47d;"&gt; (to help us "beat the heat" ...don't mind if I do!).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: right;"&gt;-Doing a mid-day&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; fresh up&lt;/span&gt; at Bath &amp;amp; Body Works&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt; (gotta love those free "Try me!" samples..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;-Heading up to Snowbird tonight to enjoy some good family time &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #93c47d; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;(and maybe swimming,&amp;nbsp; a li'l tennis, or hitting up our annual X-MEN game at the arcades?)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5261122790188263069-1669932546938647218?l=kellyjean8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/feeds/1669932546938647218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5261122790188263069&amp;postID=1669932546938647218&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/1669932546938647218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/1669932546938647218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/2011/07/faves.html' title='faves'/><author><name>Kelly Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203327332475180041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AMgWPZ9Q5hA/TD5w2QIjb5I/AAAAAAAABLQ/hK6fax3_lfE/s1600/Sum+2010+212.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5261122790188263069.post-4439145474774379426</id><published>2011-07-26T11:44:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-26T13:52:45.761-06:00</updated><title type='text'>hair</title><content type='html'>I love having a husband who willingly trims (or cuts...) my hair... even though he's not a hairdresser! Ha :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Sum%202011_July/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_4249.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="266" src="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Sum%202011_July/IMG_4249.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Sum%202011_July/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_4256.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="266" src="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Sum%202011_July/IMG_4256.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He'd take pictures of his progress, and I'd help guide him on the next move.......... even though I'm not a hairdresser either ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Sum%202011_July/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_4253.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="266" src="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Sum%202011_July/IMG_4253.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm so proud of him :) Thanks, Nick!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Sum%202011_July/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_4260.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="266" src="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Sum%202011_July/IMG_4260.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;PS -&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://nickel58.blogspot.com/2011/07/we-did.html" target="_blank"&gt;Guess what we did this weekend?!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5261122790188263069-4439145474774379426?l=kellyjean8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/feeds/4439145474774379426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5261122790188263069&amp;postID=4439145474774379426&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/4439145474774379426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/4439145474774379426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/2011/07/hair.html' title='hair'/><author><name>Kelly Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203327332475180041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AMgWPZ9Q5hA/TD5w2QIjb5I/AAAAAAAABLQ/hK6fax3_lfE/s1600/Sum+2010+212.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Sum%202011_July/th_IMG_4249.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5261122790188263069.post-8003269159923546308</id><published>2011-07-22T16:04:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-22T16:04:28.521-06:00</updated><title type='text'>♫</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I'm so excited right now, I could &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;burst!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; There are so many things I'm looking forward to!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;A) Demo Derb this weekend!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;B) Paragliding (yikes!? hope the parachute doesn't have holes in it...........)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;C) Snowbird!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;D) Turning a LOST age (23 -- AH! Best year yet!?)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f1c232; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f1c232; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;E) Going on a Roller-coaster vacation with Nick's fam!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f1c232; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f1c232; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;F) Maybe, possibly, HOPEFULLY going to NYC sooooon!?!?!?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f1c232; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f1c232; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;G) Using our Rock Climbing passes...............!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f1c232; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f1c232; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;H) Maybe going to Cherry Hill for a night with my fam!? (they don't know this yet, but maybe I can talk them into it.. right, Steph!?)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I) Loving &lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0460649/" target="_blank"&gt;HIMYM&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; -- seriously, we're sort of addicted. It's our new favorite show! SO FUNNY!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;J) More Farmer's Market visits???! &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;K) Bees game sometime??&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;L) Going to a Drive-In before summer's out! &lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;(I LOVE SUMMER!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;.................and more secret things that I am just giddy about!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Peace &amp;amp; love, friends. &lt;span style="color: #f1c232; font-size: large;"&gt;Have a stellar weekend! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5261122790188263069-8003269159923546308?l=kellyjean8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/feeds/8003269159923546308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5261122790188263069&amp;postID=8003269159923546308&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/8003269159923546308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/8003269159923546308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/2011/07/blog-post.html' title='♫'/><author><name>Kelly Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203327332475180041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AMgWPZ9Q5hA/TD5w2QIjb5I/AAAAAAAABLQ/hK6fax3_lfE/s1600/Sum+2010+212.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5261122790188263069.post-1776842423879727441</id><published>2011-07-21T10:55:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-21T10:55:33.365-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sky pix</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I'm always fascinated by the glorious sky -- isn't it gorgeous?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Sum%202011_July/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Summer2011001-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="480" src="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Sum%202011_July/Summer2011001-1.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I especially love it when I find smiles in the clouds...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Sum%202011_July/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Summer2011011-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="480" src="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Sum%202011_July/Summer2011011-1.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;I love how the corners of the smile show the light blue sky behind the dark, grey clouds :) Symbolic?? ;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5261122790188263069-1776842423879727441?l=kellyjean8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/feeds/1776842423879727441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5261122790188263069&amp;postID=1776842423879727441&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/1776842423879727441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/1776842423879727441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/2011/07/sky-pix.html' title='Sky pix'/><author><name>Kelly Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203327332475180041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AMgWPZ9Q5hA/TD5w2QIjb5I/AAAAAAAABLQ/hK6fax3_lfE/s1600/Sum+2010+212.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Sum%202011_July/th_Summer2011001-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5261122790188263069.post-7313340075359925386</id><published>2011-07-19T16:02:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-19T16:09:10.571-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Til We Meet Again</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;My favorite [only ;)] little brother left for his &lt;a href="http://lds.org/service/missionary-service?lang=eng" target="_blank"&gt;2-year mission&lt;/a&gt; to Brazil today! In fact, RIGHT NOW! He's flying there right. now. It's kinda crazy, cause he's my &lt;i&gt;younger &lt;/i&gt;bro -- and he's old enough to go on a mission?? What? He's so mature, though. It's evident in his mannerisms, in his goals and desires, in his willingness to serve others... in his testimony. He's a great example to me, my family, and everyone who knows him! I'm sure going to miss this clever, tech-savvy, tender-hearted, incredible brother of mine!!! Gosh, it's so bitter-sweet. But I know he'll be a fabulous missionary! Those Brazilians are so lucky to have him for a few years!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Last night, after he got set apart :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Sum%202011_July/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_8614.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Sum%202011_July/IMG_8614.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;The guys pointing to their mission...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Sum%202011_July/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_8621.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Sum%202011_July/IMG_8621.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;From L to R: Adam, Connecticut; Greg, Brazil; Peter, Spain; Nick, Hungary; Dad, Japan&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;The fam (minus our out-of-state members..)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Sum%202011_July/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_8625.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Sum%202011_July/IMG_8625.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Greg, Jenna &amp;amp; Lucy (isn't this the cutest pic?! I love it!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Sum%202011_July/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_8639.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Sum%202011_July/IMG_8639.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Greg and Steph :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Sum%202011_July/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_8654.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Sum%202011_July/IMG_8654.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Today at the airport:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Sum%202011_July/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_8741.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Sum%202011_July/IMG_8741.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Sum%202011_July/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_8748.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Sum%202011_July/IMG_8748.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Sum%202011_July/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_8758.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Sum%202011_July/IMG_8758.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;And just cause they're the cutest thing since polly pockets...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Sum%202011_July/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_8725.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Sum%202011_July/IMG_8725.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE THESE TWO GIRLS!!!!!!! Oh, I'm the luckiest aunt!!!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Thanks for all the pictures, Steph!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;LOVE YOU, ELDER BROWN!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5261122790188263069-7313340075359925386?l=kellyjean8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/feeds/7313340075359925386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5261122790188263069&amp;postID=7313340075359925386&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/7313340075359925386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/7313340075359925386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/2011/07/til-we-meet-again.html' title='Til We Meet Again'/><author><name>Kelly Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203327332475180041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AMgWPZ9Q5hA/TD5w2QIjb5I/AAAAAAAABLQ/hK6fax3_lfE/s1600/Sum+2010+212.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Sum%202011_July/th_IMG_8614.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5261122790188263069.post-4755546355547814245</id><published>2011-07-18T08:01:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T08:01:00.629-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Poser</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #e06666;"&gt;I LOVE THIS LITTLE GIRL!!! I think ages 3-4 are maybe my favorite little kid age. They're just SO darn cute and say the funniest things. I took one picture of this darling niece of mine, and she gladly continued posing for more.. "Now take one of me sleeping!" "Now like this!" Ah! :) Nat, if you don't want her anymore, I'll gladly take her ;) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Sum%202011_July/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Summer2011003-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="300" src="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Sum%202011_July/Summer2011003-1.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Sum%202011_July/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Summer2011004-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="480" src="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Sum%202011_July/Summer2011004-1.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Sum%202011_July/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Summer2011005-1.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="300" src="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Sum%202011_July/Summer2011005-1.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Sum%202011_July/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Summer2011006-1.jpg" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="300" src="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Sum%202011_July/Summer2011006-1.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Sum%202011_July/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Summer2011007-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="300" src="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Sum%202011_July/Summer2011007-1.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Sum%202011_July/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Summer2011009-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="480" src="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Sum%202011_July/Summer2011009-1.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;This could be my favorite:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Sum%202011_July/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Summer2011008-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="480" src="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Sum%202011_July/Summer2011008-1.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I love you, Mal girl!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Sum%202011_July/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Summer2011010-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="480" src="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Sum%202011_July/Summer2011010-1.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5261122790188263069-4755546355547814245?l=kellyjean8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/feeds/4755546355547814245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5261122790188263069&amp;postID=4755546355547814245&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/4755546355547814245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/4755546355547814245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/2011/07/poser.html' title='Poser'/><author><name>Kelly Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203327332475180041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AMgWPZ9Q5hA/TD5w2QIjb5I/AAAAAAAABLQ/hK6fax3_lfE/s1600/Sum+2010+212.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Sum%202011_July/th_Summer2011003-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5261122790188263069.post-4124489130766266563</id><published>2011-07-15T11:04:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-26T15:44:21.761-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OC + MK Concert</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;WOW! What a night this was!!! Did I say we'd dance &amp;amp; sing the night away? Cause that's what we did! Well, what we &lt;i&gt;tried &lt;/i&gt;to do, at least... I'll explain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;We grabbed some grub before heading over... took our sweet time... then when we got there 30 minutes early, the line was soooooo&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; l o n g&amp;nbsp; -- like, around-the-building long. Nick and I wanted to make sure we weren't VIPs who could skip the massive line, and decided to go chat with the bouncer. Here's how that went...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me:&lt;/b&gt; "Soooo... is this line all for Owl City, or is there another concert going on?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Bouncer:&lt;/b&gt; "Oh, it's all for Owl City."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me: &lt;/b&gt;"Really? Dang... so, if we have tickets, can we go in front of everyone?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Bouncer:&lt;/b&gt; "Nah, that's actually what the line's for -- usually it's not this crazy, but this time, it would've been better to get tickets at will-call."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me: &lt;/b&gt;"Ah man! Okay.. so, wait -- ALL these people are going to Owl City? Is the venue big enough to hold everyone???"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Bouncer:&lt;/b&gt; "OH yeah. I mean, not &lt;i&gt;comfortably&lt;/i&gt;... but it'll fit everyone." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me: &lt;/b&gt;"Ha, okay... do you know why they changed it to this place instead of UVU?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Bouncer: &lt;/b&gt;"Didn't sell enough tickets." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me: &lt;/b&gt;"Really??? Huh... okay. Welp, thanks!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;And back we trekked to Julie &amp;amp; Justin, who were holding our spot in line...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Sum%202011_July/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Summer2011013-1.jpg" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="300" src="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Sum%202011_July/Summer2011013-1.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Sum%202011_July/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Summer2011015-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="300" src="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Sum%202011_July/Summer2011015-1.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;We finally got up to the "security" check-in place... they looked through Julie's purse, and just as Nick almost passed them (with his nice camera), the chick stopped him, and asked if the lens came off. Dang it for morals &amp;amp; being honest! So... J+J continued going inside, and Nick and I jogged all the way back to where we parked... in the hot sun. We were like, "Ah well, worth a shot!" --at least I still had my camera.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Eventually made it back, got inside quickly, then squeezed through the clobbers of people and found Julie &amp;amp; Justin. Keep in mind, we just ran all the way to our car and back - in the hot sun - then, we go into this crowded room, where thousands of people are smushed together (and the doors are shut... and zero fans are on... or A/C, for that matter)... needless to say, we were s-weating! It was actually kinda funny how hot it was. And we were stuck.. just kinda had to tough it out, haha. We would blow on each other's faces or fan one another... carefully drink sips from the one precious water bottle we purchased... whew! A memory, to say the least :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Sum%202011_July/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Summer2011014-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="300" src="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Sum%202011_July/Summer2011014-1.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Sum%202011_July/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Summer2011017-1.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="300" src="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Sum%202011_July/Summer2011017-1.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;See our sweat?? I know, gross. Also.. when you're that close to people, and it's hot, and they decide to let one fly... yeah... double gross. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Luckily, we all had earplugs (minus Justin... I don't think he wanted any?)... I'm SO GLAD! It saved our eardrums, and made for some funny conversations, full of signing and talking REALLY closely to another person's ear. The first band, Unwed Sailor, was all instrumental... it felt like they were just jamming up on stage. Which was... fine... for them... maybe a little boring for the hot, crowded audience. And I think they only played 2 songs, since they were 20 minutes each. (20 MINUTES A SONG???)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Mat Kearney was so good! Loved his outfit &amp;amp; style -- he is so real and down-to-earth... ANNNND! He jumped into the crowd and walked around! AH! I LOVE when they do that!!! Bummer that we were on the other side... but it was still way cool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Sum%202011_July/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Summer2011021-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="480" src="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Sum%202011_July/Summer2011021-1.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Sum%202011_July/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Summer2011022-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="480" src="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Sum%202011_July/Summer2011022-1.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;We also made friends with these little kids (the girls told me they were skipping Girls' Camp to come to the concert... haha. REBELS!! [I'd probably be the leader who'd take them.. y'know, just to make sure they're 'safe.']) ...but their Uncle was a little bit of a creeper... flirting a bunch and touching our earplugs (uhh...) ...yeah. Good thing we slowly slid away from him..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Sum%202011_July/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Summer2011023-1.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="300" src="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Sum%202011_July/Summer2011023-1.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;I have nothing against tall people (I'm surrounded by them)... but I think we always get stuck behind one at a concert..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Sum%202011_July/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Summer2011025-1.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="300" src="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Sum%202011_July/Summer2011025-1.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Poor Julie got claustrophobic, and started feeling sick.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Sum%202011_July/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Summer2011026-1.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="300" src="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Sum%202011_July/Summer2011026-1.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;She was still a trooper, though... even though she had an awkward view (are belly shirts back in? I missed the memo..)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Sum%202011_July/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Summer2011035-1.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="300" src="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Sum%202011_July/Summer2011035-1.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Sum%202011_July/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Summer2011032-1.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="300" id=":current_picnik_image" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-V8Iy_VN798k/TiBx-HBIAHI/AAAAAAAABmA/Fds1VWt_22c/s1600/15258148976_T8wQV.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Look how cool this girl's toenails are! G-roovy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Sum%202011_July/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Summer2011030-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="300" src="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Sum%202011_July/Summer2011030-1.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;There was a good 45 minutes between Mat Kearney &amp;amp; Owl City... so, how do you keep the hot, crowded room happy? Squirt water into peoples' mouths, of course!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Sum%202011_July/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Summer2011029-1.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="300" src="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Sum%202011_July/Summer2011029-1.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Owl City was ♪ Awesome!!! ♪ Seriously. SO GOOD! Adam was so appreciative and genuine... got into the songs and danced around. Ohh, I LOVED IT! He put on SUCH a great show!!! It's one of the best moments when you're singing along with the creator of the music that inspires you [in real life... not just on the iPod]. Wow. THE BEST! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Sum%202011_July/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Summer2011038-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="300" src="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Sum%202011_July/Summer2011038-1.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Sum%202011_July/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Summer2011040-1.jpg" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="300" src="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Sum%202011_July/Summer2011040-1.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Sum%202011_July/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Summer2011041-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="300" src="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Sum%202011_July/Summer2011041-1.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Sum%202011_July/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Summer2011043-1.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="480" src="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Sum%202011_July/Summer2011043-1.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Overall, it was a fabulous night. Sure, we walked away with some feet &amp;amp; lower-back pains, but it was WORTH it! (And our eardrums were still intact.) Great music, great people to go with... just a wonderful night!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Here are some videos from the night... mmmmmmmmmm! LOVE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Mat Kearney:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Fire &amp;amp; Rain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;embed allowfullscreen="true" allownetworking="all" flashvars="file=http%3A%2F%2Fvid253.photobucket.com%2Falbums%2Fhh59%2Fkelsters8%2FSum%25202011_July%2FSummer2011045-1.mp4" height="361" src="http://static.photobucket.com/player.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="600" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Undeniable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;embed allowfullscreen="true" allownetworking="all" flashvars="file=http%3A%2F%2Fvid253.photobucket.com%2Falbums%2Fhh59%2Fkelsters8%2FSum%25202011_July%2FSummer2011046-1.mp4" height="361" src="http://static.photobucket.com/player.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="600" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Owl City:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Umbrella Beach&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;embed allowfullscreen="true" allownetworking="all" flashvars="file=http%3A%2F%2Fvid253.photobucket.com%2Falbums%2Fhh59%2Fkelsters8%2FSum%25202011_July%2FSummer2011047-1.mp4" height="361" src="http://static.photobucket.com/player.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="600" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Fireflies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;embed allowfullscreen="true" allownetworking="all" flashvars="file=http%3A%2F%2Fvid253.photobucket.com%2Falbums%2Fhh59%2Fkelsters8%2FSum%25202011_July%2FSummer2011048-1.mp4" height="361" src="http://static.photobucket.com/player.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="600" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Meteor Shower (my favorite!)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;embed allowfullscreen="true" allownetworking="all" flashvars="file=http%3A%2F%2Fvid253.photobucket.com%2Falbums%2Fhh59%2Fkelsters8%2FSum%25202011_July%2FSummer2011049-1.mp4" height="361" src="http://static.photobucket.com/player.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="600" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Galaxies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;embed allowfullscreen="true" allownetworking="all" flashvars="file=http%3A%2F%2Fvid253.photobucket.com%2Falbums%2Fhh59%2Fkelsters8%2FSum%25202011_July%2FSummer2011050-1.mp4" height="361" src="http://static.photobucket.com/player.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="600" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;If My Heart Was a House&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;embed allowfullscreen="true" allownetworking="all" flashvars="file=http%3A%2F%2Fvid253.photobucket.com%2Falbums%2Fhh59%2Fkelsters8%2FSum%25202011_July%2FSummer2011051-1.mp4" height="361" src="http://static.photobucket.com/player.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="600" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&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/5261122790188263069-4124489130766266563?l=kellyjean8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/feeds/4124489130766266563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5261122790188263069&amp;postID=4124489130766266563&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/4124489130766266563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/4124489130766266563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/2011/07/oc-mk-concert.html' title='OC + MK Concert'/><author><name>Kelly Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203327332475180041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AMgWPZ9Q5hA/TD5w2QIjb5I/AAAAAAAABLQ/hK6fax3_lfE/s1600/Sum+2010+212.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Sum%202011_July/th_Summer2011013-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5261122790188263069.post-2076369989266634526</id><published>2011-07-14T08:15:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-14T08:15:01.289-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Hope</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I went on my lunch break yesterday&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;with an eagerness to find Adam Young or Mat Kearney...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;My thought: They're doing a concert tonight, so they COULD be downtown somewhere!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;I looked at nearly everyone's face I passed, hoping one of the unknown faces would belong to them. Well, my break came &amp;amp; went, and I didn't find them. But.......... here's the clincher: I had HOPE. As silly as that sounds, I had &lt;i&gt;hope &lt;/i&gt;that I would see them... and that made all the difference. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;I love the word &amp;amp; meaning of "Hope." It unlocks our hearts to being open to finding and &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;reaching &lt;/span&gt;the positive. It replaces fear with FAITH. It allows us to dream [and truly believe] that &lt;b&gt;all things are possible&lt;/b&gt; -- that most definitely good things &lt;i&gt;are &lt;/i&gt;out there and CAN happen to us. It really is a beautiful word. And the thing I love most about it? &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;There really IS that perfect day out there. &lt;/span&gt;While our current days may have speed bumps and obstacles to overcome, having hope gives us the positive attitude &amp;amp; strength we need to get there. It gives us the courage we need to make it through each day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Hope is so powerful, because it stems from our hearts &amp;amp; our minds. It transforms negative thoughts into positive ones, and can even &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;sneak a smile onto our face.&lt;/span&gt; I LOVE having hope! Why wouldn't I choose to have hope? I feel sad for people who go through life with their heads down, their excitement gone. I love finding things to smile about. I love being in awe of the beautiful world &amp;amp; playground God's created for us. I love staying curious. I love finding things to be passionate about. I love feeling eager to try new things and continue experiencing so many wonders that are a part of this mysterious world. I love having the mindset my Dad ingrained into my head since I was young: &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Things will work out, they always do.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;I know that sometimes it's easy to forget. It's easy to get scared or worried or stressed -- I'm guilty of that. I also know that &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;having hope is the cure! &lt;/span&gt;It's always there for us, and the rewards of having it are more magnificent than we could ever dream of. It allows us to LIVE and see this beautiful world the way God intended us to see it. Hope will color our lives and help us enjoy the NOW. I think there's a reason "Hope" and "Happy" start with the same letter. :) Gosh. Isn't "hope" just fantastic!? Oh. I love it! &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Long live HOPE! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&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/5261122790188263069-2076369989266634526?l=kellyjean8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/feeds/2076369989266634526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5261122790188263069&amp;postID=2076369989266634526&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/2076369989266634526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/2076369989266634526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/2011/07/hope.html' title='Hope'/><author><name>Kelly Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203327332475180041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AMgWPZ9Q5hA/TD5w2QIjb5I/AAAAAAAABLQ/hK6fax3_lfE/s1600/Sum+2010+212.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5261122790188263069.post-6260401101419349676</id><published>2011-07-13T10:28:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-13T10:28:38.484-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Yes.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #f1c232; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I am so stoked right now.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #674ea7; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Tonight,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; Nick and I (and my li'l sis &amp;amp; her guy-pal) get to go see &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;him:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://events.houston.cbslocal.com/files/events/images/992/lightbox_owlcity.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://events.houston.cbslocal.com/files/events/images/992/lightbox_owlcity.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #674ea7; text-align: center;"&gt;and &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;him:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.davidccook.ca/cms/uploads/images_articles/kearney_mat_owl_city_atbab_YYZ-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="https://www.davidccook.ca/cms/uploads/images_articles/kearney_mat_owl_city_atbab_YYZ-2.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;That's&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;Adam Young&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;(Owl City himSELF) and &lt;span style="color: #f1c232; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mat Kearney&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (last name pronounced "&lt;i&gt;CAR&lt;/i&gt;-nee"), for those of ya who are like, &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;"???"&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Ahhh yeeeeeah. Are you jumping up &amp;amp; down right now? Cause that's a &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;WIN-WIN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; concert, my friends! I love both of these musicians SO MUCH! Sheesh, I can't even WAIT! Oh, yes. I love me some goooood live music. We will most definitely be dancing &amp;amp; singing the night away. In some &lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;matching outfits.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;b style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Holla!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5261122790188263069-6260401101419349676?l=kellyjean8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/feeds/6260401101419349676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5261122790188263069&amp;postID=6260401101419349676&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/6260401101419349676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/6260401101419349676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/2011/07/yes.html' title='Yes.'/><author><name>Kelly Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203327332475180041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AMgWPZ9Q5hA/TD5w2QIjb5I/AAAAAAAABLQ/hK6fax3_lfE/s1600/Sum+2010+212.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5261122790188263069.post-4467777881881465819</id><published>2011-07-12T12:06:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-12T12:06:07.384-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A night</title><content type='html'>Ain't nothin' like some M&amp;amp;Ms + the LOST game to make a thrilling night ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Attempting to make the face of the character on our card...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Sum%202011_July/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Summer2011014.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="300" src="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Sum%202011_July/Summer2011014.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jack&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Sum%202011_July/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Summer2011016.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="300" src="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Sum%202011_July/Summer2011016.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sawyer&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Sum%202011_July/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Summer2011012.jpg" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="240" src="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Sum%202011_July/Summer2011012.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Sum%202011_July/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Summer2011005.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="320" src="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Sum%202011_July/Summer2011005.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;The game was semi-confusing... but still fun :) And those M&amp;amp;Ms? Shoot... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Can't wait to start that series over again sometime this year......... SO GOOD!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5261122790188263069-4467777881881465819?l=kellyjean8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/feeds/4467777881881465819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5261122790188263069&amp;postID=4467777881881465819&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/4467777881881465819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/4467777881881465819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/2011/07/night.html' title='A night'/><author><name>Kelly Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203327332475180041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AMgWPZ9Q5hA/TD5w2QIjb5I/AAAAAAAABLQ/hK6fax3_lfE/s1600/Sum+2010+212.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Sum%202011_July/th_Summer2011014.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5261122790188263069.post-9148763316599832145</id><published>2011-07-11T17:17:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-11T17:20:08.776-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Lunch dates</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #cc0000; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;I love spending lunch time with people! Luckily, I get to spend a lot of them with my stud-brotha, Peter. We have so many good talks &amp;amp; funny moments. There are also a few special occasions where my mister will accompany me during lunch.... oooh, I love anytime I get to spend with him. ♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Well, a few weeks ago, I got to spend lunch with &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;two &lt;/span&gt;different people I love, &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;two &lt;/span&gt;days in a row!!! &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;LUCKY ME!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Sum%202011_July/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Summer2011019.jpg" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="300" src="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Sum%202011_July/Summer2011019.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://vallarsen49-ideally.blogspot.com/" style="color: #cc0000;" target="_blank"&gt;Val&lt;/a&gt; was in town, so we went to Rumbi and chatted away about our lives. I loved hearing about her life in New York City {ah! dream!!} ...I'm so impressed with how successful she already is. I love that she's chasing her dreams and lives fearlessly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My lovely sister, &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://beautifuleverywhere.blogspot.com/" style="color: #3d85c6;" target="_blank"&gt;Steph&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, also came downtown with her girls, and we had so much fun talking about this &amp;amp; that, spending some quality one-on-one time with each other &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(okay, more like three-on-one, but y'know...)&lt;/span&gt;. I love this sis of mine! It's always fun to talk &amp;amp; laugh &amp;amp; make more memies together! I adore her beautiful girls and their cute words &amp;amp; smiles &amp;amp; expressions! I wish I could've played in the fountains with them, but I had to go back to work :( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Sum%202011_July/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Summer2011002.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="480" src="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Sum%202011_July/Summer2011002.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Sum%202011_July/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Summer2011003.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="640" src="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Sum%202011_July/Summer2011003.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Thanks for coming downtown, ladies!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;If you're ever downtown around lunch time, give me a buzz &amp;amp; we'll part-ay like it's 1999! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5261122790188263069-9148763316599832145?l=kellyjean8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/feeds/9148763316599832145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5261122790188263069&amp;postID=9148763316599832145&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/9148763316599832145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/9148763316599832145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/2011/07/lunch-dates.html' title='Lunch dates'/><author><name>Kelly Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203327332475180041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AMgWPZ9Q5hA/TD5w2QIjb5I/AAAAAAAABLQ/hK6fax3_lfE/s1600/Sum+2010+212.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Sum%202011_July/th_Summer2011019.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5261122790188263069.post-4766518870065592308</id><published>2011-07-07T11:31:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-07T12:25:01.593-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Couldn't resist</title><content type='html'>Passed this car yesterday.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Sum%202011_July/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Summer2011102.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="300" src="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Sum%202011_July/Summer2011102.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Sum%202011_July/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Summer2011103.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="300" src="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Sum%202011_July/Summer2011103.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;haha... I mean, whoa. That's, like, bird poop to the max.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;....maybe it's time for them to get a little washy wash? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-size: large;"&gt;PS -&lt;/span&gt; Currently loving Maroon 5's new album "Hands All Over" (saucy, right?) -- annnnd. Not in the album, but featuring Adam Levine, Gym Class Heroes has a song called &lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EXRtF0bepNs" style="color: #f1c232;" target="_blank"&gt;Stereo Hearts&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ...and it is &lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-size: large;"&gt;A+&lt;/span&gt;MAZING! Serious, guys. So good. I LOVE how he sings that chorus. Don't you just love obsessing over new music? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5261122790188263069-4766518870065592308?l=kellyjean8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/feeds/4766518870065592308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5261122790188263069&amp;postID=4766518870065592308&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/4766518870065592308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/4766518870065592308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/2011/07/couldnt-resist.html' title='Couldn&apos;t resist'/><author><name>Kelly Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203327332475180041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AMgWPZ9Q5hA/TD5w2QIjb5I/AAAAAAAABLQ/hK6fax3_lfE/s1600/Sum+2010+212.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Sum%202011_July/th_Summer2011102.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5261122790188263069.post-9087115215240427514</id><published>2011-07-06T16:51:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-06T16:51:50.195-06:00</updated><title type='text'>anxious</title><content type='html'>You know what I'm learning about myself? I'm kind of an anxious person. I'm anxious to get home to Nick. I'm anxious to enjoy our fun weekend plans. I'm anxious to go on the trip we have planned. I'm anxious to see the latest movie that came out. I'm anxious to take the next steps in life. I'm just anxious! I get antsy and want to move forward and just DO it. I like going at things with an "I don't know how it's all going to work out, but it will!" attitude. I think it's fiiine, but I probably need to mellow out a little and remember to enjoy the NOW. Enjoy where I'm at, what I'm doing, who I'm with, etc. Anybody else feel that way sometimes?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5261122790188263069-9087115215240427514?l=kellyjean8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/feeds/9087115215240427514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5261122790188263069&amp;postID=9087115215240427514&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/9087115215240427514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/9087115215240427514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/2011/07/anxious.html' title='anxious'/><author><name>Kelly Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203327332475180041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AMgWPZ9Q5hA/TD5w2QIjb5I/AAAAAAAABLQ/hK6fax3_lfE/s1600/Sum+2010+212.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5261122790188263069.post-7872368300850262020</id><published>2011-06-29T08:23:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-29T09:35:12.649-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Park it.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;First off - I don't know why all the pictures of Nick are turning out weird............................. click on them if you want to see it the correct way.....&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;We went to the park the other day to play some fun outdoor games. I don't know about you, but I LOVE simple, random, non-competitive outdoor games :) It's just fun to go chill.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Favorites include:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;1) LADDER BALL!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Nick just recently introduced me to this game, and I immediately fell in love with it. Have you played it? If not, shoot me a text and we'll go play. Seriously, I could play this game everyday, all summer long ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Summer%202011/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Summer2011184.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="480" src="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Summer%202011/Summer2011184.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Summer%202011/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Summer2011188.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="480" src="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Summer%202011/Summer2011188.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;This is us running a lap per point the other person just got on that round... our attempt to make the game a little more active, ha :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Summer%202011/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Summer2011190.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="480" src="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Summer%202011/Summer2011190.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Summer%202011/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Summer2011180.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="480" src="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Summer%202011/Summer2011180.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;2) BADMINTON! &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;What is it about whacking those birdies that's so fulfilling &amp;amp; funnn??? I LOVE IT! Ha! We had a good time with this one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Summer%202011/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Summer2011196.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="480" src="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Summer%202011/Summer2011196.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;3) Lacrosse-looking-throw-and-catch game!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;I was chatting with my li'l sis the other day, and we were saying how we just loved throwing / bouncing / rolling balls... we used to go on walks &amp;amp; bounce a tennis ball the entire time. This is a good one, too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Summer%202011/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Summer2011193.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="480" src="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Summer%202011/Summer2011193.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;So... that ends our little Park sesh (the gross-o mosquitoes drove us out)... but we'll be back for more... the mosquitoes haven't won yet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5261122790188263069-7872368300850262020?l=kellyjean8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/feeds/7872368300850262020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5261122790188263069&amp;postID=7872368300850262020&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/7872368300850262020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/7872368300850262020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/2011/06/park-it.html' title='Park it.'/><author><name>Kelly Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203327332475180041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AMgWPZ9Q5hA/TD5w2QIjb5I/AAAAAAAABLQ/hK6fax3_lfE/s1600/Sum+2010+212.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Summer%202011/th_Summer2011184.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5261122790188263069.post-2341238020832623585</id><published>2011-06-28T15:12:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-28T15:12:56.491-06:00</updated><title type='text'>When you don't have a BBQ...</title><content type='html'>...you can still have s'mores!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Summer%202011/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Summer2011159-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="426" src="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Summer%202011/Summer2011159-1.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Except, be careful, 'cause ours almost caught on fire a few times... oops ;) So tasty, though!! We substituted Hershey's for Reese's... and MMM! It's like a roller-coaster in your mouth. Not really, but y'know. Rich &amp;amp; yummy.. perfect with some ice cold milk :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5261122790188263069-2341238020832623585?l=kellyjean8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/feeds/2341238020832623585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5261122790188263069&amp;postID=2341238020832623585&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/2341238020832623585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/2341238020832623585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/2011/06/when-you-dont-have-bbq.html' title='When you don&apos;t have a BBQ...'/><author><name>Kelly Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203327332475180041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AMgWPZ9Q5hA/TD5w2QIjb5I/AAAAAAAABLQ/hK6fax3_lfE/s1600/Sum+2010+212.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Summer%202011/th_Summer2011159-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5261122790188263069.post-4272231256770748148</id><published>2011-06-24T10:42:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-24T10:42:23.697-06:00</updated><title type='text'>24!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #bf9000; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;HAPPY &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;GOLDEN &lt;/span&gt;BIRTHDAY, to my Golden Mister! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #bf9000; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #bf9000; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0IKFiEt1X9E/TgS90rGPdxI/AAAAAAAABlA/m-9CWKnNohI/s1600/Nick.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0IKFiEt1X9E/TgS90rGPdxI/AAAAAAAABlA/m-9CWKnNohI/s640/Nick.jpg" width="364" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #bf9000; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #bf9000; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I love you more than tongue can tell!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #bf9000; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #bf9000; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;XOXOXOXO!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5261122790188263069-4272231256770748148?l=kellyjean8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/feeds/4272231256770748148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5261122790188263069&amp;postID=4272231256770748148&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/4272231256770748148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/4272231256770748148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/2011/06/24.html' title='24!'/><author><name>Kelly Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203327332475180041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AMgWPZ9Q5hA/TD5w2QIjb5I/AAAAAAAABLQ/hK6fax3_lfE/s1600/Sum+2010+212.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0IKFiEt1X9E/TgS90rGPdxI/AAAAAAAABlA/m-9CWKnNohI/s72-c/Nick.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5261122790188263069.post-1801160945310209242</id><published>2011-06-23T09:21:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-23T09:21:52.257-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Grocery Store</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;Y'know how when you're at the store and get to the checkout line, the cashier asks if you found everything okay?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;Hold that thought. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;I was at Smith's the other night, and couldn't seem to find the Lemon Juice. After 5+ minutes of glaring down the same aisle {and only seeing "Lime Juice"}, I decided to just go to a different store another night and try my luck there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;Enter: Checkout time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;The half-awake cashier lady robotically asked, "Did you find everything okay?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;Lightbulb.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;"Actually, I couldn't find the Lemon Juice..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;She stopped what she was doing, asked if I wanted a lemon or the bottle {I wanted the bottle}, and off she went {to look in the same place I had looked}. In my mind, I thought, "Ah, great, she's going to grab the Lime Juice, then it's going to be awkward, 'cause I asked for the LEMON Juice..." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;A minute later, she came back with a bottle, and I asked, "Is that the Lime Juice?" She showed it to me, and whaddya know? LEMON JUICE! I don't know how she found that................ or how I missed it................... but I think that's the first time I've ever really appreciated a cashier asking me if I'd found everything okay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5261122790188263069-1801160945310209242?l=kellyjean8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/feeds/1801160945310209242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5261122790188263069&amp;postID=1801160945310209242&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/1801160945310209242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/1801160945310209242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/2011/06/grocery-store.html' title='The Grocery Store'/><author><name>Kelly Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203327332475180041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AMgWPZ9Q5hA/TD5w2QIjb5I/AAAAAAAABLQ/hK6fax3_lfE/s1600/Sum+2010+212.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5261122790188263069.post-2238705108730969809</id><published>2011-06-22T09:19:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-22T09:19:44.508-06:00</updated><title type='text'>On Purpose</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #e06666; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;As I was walking into work this morning, I noticed that the strings on the sides of my shorts were untied. I considered tying them for a sec, but then decided, "Wear this outfit on purpose." --Which led me to thinking, "If I trip on my way to the door, it's okay... because&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; I walk how I walk on purpose." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f1c232; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f1c232; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;And the thread of thought continues...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e69138; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e69138; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You're the only YOU we've got in this world -- be who you are, live your life, do what you do ON PURPOSE. We have one chance at this mortal life -- live it with imagination... passion... determination... goals &amp;amp; resolve. Live it with confidence. Be who you are because YOU are unique. There's a certain specialness about you that no one else can replace...&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; let the world see it. &lt;/span&gt;Let the cameras start rolling, and give your best performance. You have the choice as to how you'd like to live / view this life.&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: #f1c232; font-size: large;"&gt;Choose to see the color... hear the birds... feel the breeze... smell the roses... and taste the rainbow ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;This life really isn't all that bad, is it? I'd say we've got a pretty good gig here. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5261122790188263069-2238705108730969809?l=kellyjean8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/feeds/2238705108730969809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5261122790188263069&amp;postID=2238705108730969809&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/2238705108730969809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/2238705108730969809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/2011/06/on-purpose.html' title='On Purpose'/><author><name>Kelly Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203327332475180041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AMgWPZ9Q5hA/TD5w2QIjb5I/AAAAAAAABLQ/hK6fax3_lfE/s1600/Sum+2010+212.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5261122790188263069.post-5309738225301314305</id><published>2011-06-21T14:09:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-21T14:14:04.720-06:00</updated><title type='text'>whoops</title><content type='html'>PB&amp;amp;J is all rainbows &amp;amp; smiles... until you find hard, itty bitty pieces of jelly on your shoes hours later... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Summer%202011/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Summer2011102.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="426" src="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Summer%202011/Summer2011102.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Summer%202011/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Summer2011103.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="426" src="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Summer%202011/Summer2011103.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amiright or amiright or amiright... right...right...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5261122790188263069-5309738225301314305?l=kellyjean8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/feeds/5309738225301314305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5261122790188263069&amp;postID=5309738225301314305&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/5309738225301314305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/5309738225301314305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/2011/06/whoops.html' title='whoops'/><author><name>Kelly Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203327332475180041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AMgWPZ9Q5hA/TD5w2QIjb5I/AAAAAAAABLQ/hK6fax3_lfE/s1600/Sum+2010+212.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Summer%202011/th_Summer2011102.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5261122790188263069.post-2343301445005539011</id><published>2011-06-16T15:23:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-16T15:23:36.823-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Extra</title><content type='html'>Nick sent me the &lt;a href="http://www.ksl.com/?nid=148&amp;amp;sid=15981489" target="_blank"&gt;link to an article&lt;/a&gt; he'd read yesterday about the "Extra of all Extras." Have you ever heard of him? His name's &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm1035503/" target="_blank"&gt;Jesse Heiman&lt;/a&gt;, and apparently he's been an extra in 51 movies / TV shows...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://thehyvesite.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/04/Jesse_Heiman_0.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="282" src="http://thehyvesite.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/04/Jesse_Heiman_0.jpg" target="_blank" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IdEBu7ODVk8" target="_blank"&gt;video&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; is what cracked me up most -- the "Can you spot Jesse?" challenge... hahaha. It's like, who IS this kid, and how awesome is it that he's in so many shows with the stars? I'm glad I know of him now, though, so I can be in on the game of "Spy the 'extra of all extras'" when I watch anything. Who knows when he might just pop up!&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5261122790188263069-2343301445005539011?l=kellyjean8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/feeds/2343301445005539011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5261122790188263069&amp;postID=2343301445005539011&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/2343301445005539011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/2343301445005539011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/2011/06/extra.html' title='Extra'/><author><name>Kelly Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203327332475180041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AMgWPZ9Q5hA/TD5w2QIjb5I/AAAAAAAABLQ/hK6fax3_lfE/s1600/Sum+2010+212.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5261122790188263069.post-7552212087857906543</id><published>2011-06-15T15:19:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-15T15:19:39.315-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Augustana Concert 2011</title><content type='html'>Ohh-kay. I just love &lt;a href="http://www.augustanamusic.com/biography" target="_blank"&gt;this band&lt;/a&gt;. We went to their concert a week ago, and wow. SOOO good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Summer%202011/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Summer2011149.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="480" src="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Summer%202011/Summer2011149.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Summer%202011/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Summer2011152.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="480" src="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Summer%202011/Summer2011152.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we first walked up, the bouncer guy was like, "You guys are going to The Maine + Augustana, right?" We said yes, then realized there was another concert going on next door. So then we were confused at how he just knew that, so I asked, "Wait a sec, how'd you know???" He said, "I work here, I can tell." ....oookay. Whatever that means.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We go inside, and it felt like we walked into some high school event... there was just a sea of teens. *Jump back to what the bouncer-dude said* -- we looked at each other and were like, "Should we be offended that he could 'tell'?! It's been 5-6 years since we &lt;i&gt;graduated &lt;/i&gt;high school!" Whatevs. &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(It'll play in our favor when we're 50... right?)&lt;/span&gt; Come to find out, most of those youngens were there for the bouncey, good-with-the-crowd band, The Maine... while we were there for the passionate, soulful, more seasoned band, Augustana. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Summer%202011/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Summer2011158.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="480" src="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Summer%202011/Summer2011158.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;L to R: The Maine, Augustana, Horrible-Opening-Band&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The {Augustana} lead singer, Dan, wasn't what I was expecting. I thought maybe more of an Adam Levine (Maroon 5) / Dashboard Confessionals styled guy... nope. He was a HIPPIE... which was AWESOME! He had a pack of cigarettes on the stool next to him &amp;amp; everything, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Summer%202011/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Summer2011153.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="480" src="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Summer%202011/Summer2011153.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt like we'd jumped back in time about 40+ years, and were chillin' at some local gig. He was all about the music, and you could not only see, but FEEL the passion he sang with. Ohhh. What is it about live music that just invigorates and refreshes my soul? I love it. It was a little loud &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(next time? earplugs)&lt;/span&gt;... other than that, it was fab.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. We're singing / dancing, then all the sudden Nick nudges me and says, "Oh my gosh, look!" And this is what I see:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Summer%202011/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Summer2011147.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="480" src="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Summer%202011/Summer2011147.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...that's right. A BABY. At a LOUD, enclosed concert! Okay, MY eardrums felt like they were exploding-- can you imagine the poor baby's ears!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Note to self: &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;WHEN YOU HAVE A NEWBORN, HIRE A BABYSITTER IF YOU WANT TO GO TO A CONCERT. &lt;/span&gt;Or... if worse comes to worst, &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;DON'T GO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vids&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; (volume / sound might be a little bipolar, just to warn you...)&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed allowfullscreen="true" allownetworking="all" flashvars="file=http%3A%2F%2Fvid253.photobucket.com%2Falbums%2Fhh59%2Fkelsters8%2FSummer%25202011%2FSummer2011167.mp4" height="361" src="http://static.photobucket.com/player.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="600" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed allowfullscreen="true" allownetworking="all" flashvars="file=http%3A%2F%2Fvid253.photobucket.com%2Falbums%2Fhh59%2Fkelsters8%2FSummer%25202011%2FSummer2011166.mp4" height="361" src="http://static.photobucket.com/player.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="600" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed allowfullscreen="true" allownetworking="all" flashvars="file=http%3A%2F%2Fvid253.photobucket.com%2Falbums%2Fhh59%2Fkelsters8%2FSummer%25202011%2FSummer2011165.mp4" height="361" src="http://static.photobucket.com/player.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="600" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed allowfullscreen="true" allownetworking="all" flashvars="file=http%3A%2F%2Fvid253.photobucket.com%2Falbums%2Fhh59%2Fkelsters8%2FSummer%25202011%2FSummer2011168.mp4" height="361" src="http://static.photobucket.com/player.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="600" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5261122790188263069-7552212087857906543?l=kellyjean8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/feeds/7552212087857906543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5261122790188263069&amp;postID=7552212087857906543&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/7552212087857906543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/7552212087857906543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/2011/06/augustana-concert-2011.html' title='Augustana Concert 2011'/><author><name>Kelly Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203327332475180041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AMgWPZ9Q5hA/TD5w2QIjb5I/AAAAAAAABLQ/hK6fax3_lfE/s1600/Sum+2010+212.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Summer%202011/th_Summer2011149.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5261122790188263069.post-5651216282496276486</id><published>2011-06-10T11:08:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-10T12:15:13.820-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Nicholas,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g4wlvptFJXs/TECzl72_U1I/AAAAAAAACmI/6qcsvVnH-XY/s1600/_DSC6563.jpg" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g4wlvptFJXs/TECzl72_U1I/AAAAAAAACmI/6qcsvVnH-XY/s640/_DSC6563.jpg" target="_blank" width="502" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I can't believe it's already been an entire year since we got married...!! What?! Time flies with you, because you're SO MUCH FUN! I think I've laughed every single day this past year. Thanks for being the best part of my life. You make it easy to wake up in the morning, because, although we play in dreamland together, I still miss you all night long. Thanks for all the dances, kisses, talks, snuggles, laughs, and sweet, sweet memories. I can't wait to make so many more with you. Thanks for choosing me. Happy Anniversary, my darling!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I'm so in love with you!!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5261122790188263069-5651216282496276486?l=kellyjean8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/feeds/5651216282496276486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5261122790188263069&amp;postID=5651216282496276486&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/5651216282496276486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/5651216282496276486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/2011/06/dear-nicholas.html' title='Dear Nicholas,'/><author><name>Kelly Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203327332475180041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AMgWPZ9Q5hA/TD5w2QIjb5I/AAAAAAAABLQ/hK6fax3_lfE/s1600/Sum+2010+212.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g4wlvptFJXs/TECzl72_U1I/AAAAAAAACmI/6qcsvVnH-XY/s72-c/_DSC6563.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5261122790188263069.post-2078717347505850742</id><published>2011-06-07T15:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-07T15:22:56.675-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Fluffy</title><content type='html'>We invited a new member into our little family this past weekend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We said goodbye to our futon, whom we shared many fond memories with (I've had that beaut since about 9th grade!! Thanks, Dust ;))...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Summer%202011/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Summer2011126.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="426" src="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Summer%202011/Summer2011126.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Summer%202011/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Summer2011127.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="426" src="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Summer%202011/Summer2011127.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and we welcomed a new, fluffy sofa into our living room. Woooooo-hoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Summer%202011/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Summer2011134.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="426" src="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Summer%202011/Summer2011134.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We love you so much already :) &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(Even though you're going to take some breaking-in.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5261122790188263069-2078717347505850742?l=kellyjean8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/feeds/2078717347505850742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5261122790188263069&amp;postID=2078717347505850742&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/2078717347505850742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/2078717347505850742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/2011/06/fluffy.html' title='Fluffy'/><author><name>Kelly Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203327332475180041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AMgWPZ9Q5hA/TD5w2QIjb5I/AAAAAAAABLQ/hK6fax3_lfE/s1600/Sum+2010+212.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Summer%202011/th_Summer2011126.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5261122790188263069.post-8058607263634471507</id><published>2011-06-02T15:12:00.014-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-02T15:34:40.820-06:00</updated><title type='text'>s'up</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #f1c232; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f1c232; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f1c232; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f1c232; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;My beautiful li'l sis turned 16 yesterday!&lt;/span&gt; I can't believe she's that old!! She's so sweet &amp;amp; loving &amp;amp; fun... and she gives the BEST hugs... :) Oh, I sure love that girl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #666666; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;Going to the Augustana concert next week! I hope they lullaby us with every song on their &lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Can%27t_Love,_Can%27t_Hurt" style="color: #0b5394;" target="_blank"&gt;Can't Love, Can't Hurt&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt; album... sooo &lt;i&gt;passionate &lt;/i&gt;&amp;amp; &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;romantic&lt;/span&gt;. ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f1c232; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;We have a cool video we're creating that we did a "test run" on yesterday.. ha! I LOVE IT! Can't wait to get filming.&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; (Muchas gracias to Natalia &amp;amp; Gregoreo for playing along.. ;))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f1c232; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f1c232; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;Do you sometimes love sleeping in your car? I do. So much that it occupied half of my lunch break today. &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(Okay, really, I was just tired from having to get up for an early meeting today... and it was a little chilly outside, enter: car. But there's only so much you can do when you don't want to drive around...) &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f1c232; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f1c232; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Tonight = Manicotti for the dinny-din. Yummmm.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;It's interesting to think back on milestones... days that've changed your life. Nick and I met (in THIS life... ;)) on&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;May 31, 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; We flopped on the bed last night &amp;amp; couldn't help but reminisce about that special day and the ones following it &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(what I was thinking, what he was thinking... manipulative moves I made so I could see / talk to him -- you know the drill)&lt;/span&gt;... ohhh. It's crazy how everything works out. Love, love, love that man!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f1c232; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f1c232; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Two BBQs&lt;/span&gt; last weekend... one more this weekend (possibly?)... yep. &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;It's summer time. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;HALLELUJAH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f1c232; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f1c232; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;I don't always like getting sucked into whatever the latest fad is... but&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; this whole &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/" style="color: #666666;" target="_blank"&gt;Pinterest&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;thing?&lt;/span&gt; What can I say? &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I'm hooked. &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(at least for this week.)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH, and the &lt;a href="http://www.downtownslc.org/farmers-market" style="color: #f1c232;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Farmer's Market&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;??? &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;SO EXCITED FOR IT!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5261122790188263069-8058607263634471507?l=kellyjean8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/feeds/8058607263634471507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5261122790188263069&amp;postID=8058607263634471507&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/8058607263634471507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/8058607263634471507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/2011/06/sup.html' title='s&apos;up'/><author><name>Kelly Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203327332475180041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AMgWPZ9Q5hA/TD5w2QIjb5I/AAAAAAAABLQ/hK6fax3_lfE/s1600/Sum+2010+212.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5261122790188263069.post-2721498180987307736</id><published>2011-06-01T12:16:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-01T12:21:01.214-06:00</updated><title type='text'>B vs. B</title><content type='html'>We've all had those days where we're so bored that the sound of a fly is interesting. On the other hand, there are those days where life is SO busy you maybe just want to go to &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kokomo_%28song%29" target="_blank"&gt;Kokomo&lt;/a&gt;, and escape all your responsibilities. So, my question is this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Would you rather be&amp;nbsp; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f; font-size: x-large;"&gt;bored&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;or&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;b style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; font-size: x-large;"&gt;busy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I'm going to cheat and say "or" (aka, a nice combo) would be my preference. I don't really care for either extreme ;)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5261122790188263069-2721498180987307736?l=kellyjean8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/feeds/2721498180987307736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5261122790188263069&amp;postID=2721498180987307736&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/2721498180987307736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/2721498180987307736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/2011/06/b-vs-b.html' title='B vs. B'/><author><name>Kelly Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203327332475180041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AMgWPZ9Q5hA/TD5w2QIjb5I/AAAAAAAABLQ/hK6fax3_lfE/s1600/Sum+2010+212.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5261122790188263069.post-1778638793041289911</id><published>2011-05-30T08:13:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-05-30T08:13:00.638-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Pedal Pushers</title><content type='html'>Driving to work the other day, looked in my rear-view mirror, and saw this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Spring%202011/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Spring2011233.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="480" src="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Spring%202011/Spring2011233.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha! I could barely see the eyes (sunglasses) of this person over the steering wheel. Cute :) It took me back to my first skit in 2nd grade, where we promoted "Pedal Pushers" for short people who couldn't reach the pedals. I still think it's a good idea ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5261122790188263069-1778638793041289911?l=kellyjean8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/feeds/1778638793041289911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5261122790188263069&amp;postID=1778638793041289911&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/1778638793041289911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/1778638793041289911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/2011/05/pedal-pushers.html' title='Pedal Pushers'/><author><name>Kelly Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203327332475180041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AMgWPZ9Q5hA/TD5w2QIjb5I/AAAAAAAABLQ/hK6fax3_lfE/s1600/Sum+2010+212.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Spring%202011/th_Spring2011233.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5261122790188263069.post-3957517176568019148</id><published>2011-05-27T07:24:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-05-27T07:24:00.971-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sign</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Words to live by:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Spring%202011/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Spring2011237.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="480" src="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Spring%202011/Spring2011237.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5261122790188263069-3957517176568019148?l=kellyjean8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/feeds/3957517176568019148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5261122790188263069&amp;postID=3957517176568019148&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/3957517176568019148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/3957517176568019148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/2011/05/sign.html' title='Sign'/><author><name>Kelly Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203327332475180041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AMgWPZ9Q5hA/TD5w2QIjb5I/AAAAAAAABLQ/hK6fax3_lfE/s1600/Sum+2010+212.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Spring%202011/th_Spring2011237.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5261122790188263069.post-4837843323960154061</id><published>2011-05-26T07:44:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-05-26T07:44:00.085-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Overload</title><content type='html'>We have this vending machine gig that we fill every week or two, and our latest trip was packed with sodas! Hence:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Spring%202011/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Spring2011238.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="480" src="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Spring%202011/Spring2011238.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling thirsty now?? ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5261122790188263069-4837843323960154061?l=kellyjean8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/feeds/4837843323960154061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5261122790188263069&amp;postID=4837843323960154061&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/4837843323960154061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/4837843323960154061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/2011/05/overload.html' title='Overload'/><author><name>Kelly Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203327332475180041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AMgWPZ9Q5hA/TD5w2QIjb5I/AAAAAAAABLQ/hK6fax3_lfE/s1600/Sum+2010+212.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Spring%202011/th_Spring2011238.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5261122790188263069.post-7467322466932873776</id><published>2011-05-25T11:44:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-05-25T11:52:04.128-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Calendar</title><content type='html'>My sister in law is way talented -- she does &lt;a href="http://vinylelements.com/default.aspx" target="_blank"&gt;vinyl&lt;/a&gt; &amp;amp; makes the &lt;a href="http://adorningelements.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;cutest&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://beadedwatchboutique.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;crafts&lt;/a&gt;... this calendar was one of her creative pieces! The frame was originally black, so we just painted it red :) &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(It looked great with the black frame, though.)&lt;/span&gt; She was so sweet to give it to us! I love that it's magnetic and has the "notes" section at the bottom. Ah! It's just so cute. Thanks, &lt;a href="http://uswhites.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Kristen&lt;/a&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Spring%202011/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Spring2011231.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="640" src="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Spring%202011/Spring2011231.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5261122790188263069-7467322466932873776?l=kellyjean8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/feeds/7467322466932873776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5261122790188263069&amp;postID=7467322466932873776&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/7467322466932873776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/7467322466932873776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/2011/05/calendar.html' title='Calendar'/><author><name>Kelly Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203327332475180041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AMgWPZ9Q5hA/TD5w2QIjb5I/AAAAAAAABLQ/hK6fax3_lfE/s1600/Sum+2010+212.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Spring%202011/th_Spring2011231.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5261122790188263069.post-2224205452895726454</id><published>2011-05-24T11:18:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-05-24T11:19:35.473-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Lovelies</title><content type='html'>Recently, we got to spend time with some of our FAVORITE people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zach + Candice had a sleepover at our place! We talked &amp;amp; laughed  &amp;amp; ate popcorn &amp;amp; played a little Scattergories... ah!! We just  love these guys!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Spring%202011/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Spring2011181.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="480" src="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Spring%202011/Spring2011181.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Spring%202011/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Spring2011180.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="480" src="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Spring%202011/Spring2011180.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Spring%202011/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Spring2011179.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="480" src="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Spring%202011/Spring2011179.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We  also saw Lauren &amp;amp; Steve (only saw Steve for a sec -- wish we could've  spent more time with him!) and met their BEAUTIFUL daughter, OLIVIA!!!!  Eeeek! Such a happy time. It was SO good to catch up with Lar -- gosh, I  love that girl. Every time spent with her is so wonderful. And we just adore their daughter!!! So happy we could finally meet our newest little niece :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Spring%202011/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Spring2011220.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="480" src="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Spring%202011/Spring2011220.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Spring%202011/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Spring2011221.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="480" src="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Spring%202011/Spring2011221.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Spring%202011/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Spring2011223.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="480" src="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Spring%202011/Spring2011223.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I love my friends!!!!!!!!!!! :) :) :) XOXOXO!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5261122790188263069-2224205452895726454?l=kellyjean8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/feeds/2224205452895726454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5261122790188263069&amp;postID=2224205452895726454&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/2224205452895726454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/2224205452895726454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/2011/05/lovelies.html' title='Lovelies'/><author><name>Kelly Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203327332475180041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AMgWPZ9Q5hA/TD5w2QIjb5I/AAAAAAAABLQ/hK6fax3_lfE/s1600/Sum+2010+212.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Spring%202011/th_Spring2011181.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5261122790188263069.post-3261609064626836659</id><published>2011-05-20T10:51:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-05-20T10:51:43.395-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Quick Change</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;We were at Old Navy the other day,&lt;/span&gt; and saw these big blue curtains with a sign above saying &lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;I NEED A QUICK CHANGE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;  ...we looked at each other with confusion --&amp;gt; realization --&amp;gt; amusement. People were  supposed to change in those??! Like, ACTUALLY change? They were  smack-dab in the middle of the store! What if a kid poked his head  under? What about the people who were shopping all around you, while  you're down to your undies?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After laughing about it, we  gave each other the "Should we try it?" look... then grabbed some  clothes and scurried in there. Let's just say the whole experience was  awkwardly amusing. I'm pretty sure I was poked a time or two... the  curtain would be pushed in or pulled out here &amp;amp; there... and I  could hear people examining clothes probably a foot from me, with that  little curtain securing myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Spring%202011/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Spring2011182.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="640" src="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Spring%202011/Spring2011182.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It  felt like the place that has &lt;a href="http://www.lostateminor.com/2010/11/23/the-one-way-glass-toilet/" target="_blank"&gt;the one-way glass toilet&lt;/a&gt; in the middle of some busy  street / intersection... so awkward / risky / funny that you've gotta try it at least  once ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;input id="jsProxy" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5261122790188263069-3261609064626836659?l=kellyjean8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/feeds/3261609064626836659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5261122790188263069&amp;postID=3261609064626836659&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/3261609064626836659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/3261609064626836659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/2011/05/quick-change.html' title='Quick Change'/><author><name>Kelly Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203327332475180041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AMgWPZ9Q5hA/TD5w2QIjb5I/AAAAAAAABLQ/hK6fax3_lfE/s1600/Sum+2010+212.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Spring%202011/th_Spring2011182.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5261122790188263069.post-584081721115039447</id><published>2011-05-19T10:03:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-05-19T10:03:57.581-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Post-its in my Pockets</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Some people use day-planners.&lt;/span&gt; Some people use their phones or iPods to keep track of all their TO DOs. Others use their calendars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... I write down ideas / TO DOs / songs I like / things to tell Nick / whatever else on Post-its. Then I fold them up, put 'em in my pocket, add to it throughout the day, and pull it out when I get home. Needless to say, I'm a Post-it hoarder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nick chuckles when I pull out one or two &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(sometimes three)&lt;/span&gt; folded-up Post-its at dinner time, and (he) will say, "Alright, let's hear it." then patiently listens to all the things that have gone through my mind that day. :) He's sweet to humor this strange quirk of mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Spring%202011/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Spring2011230.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="425" src="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Spring%202011/Spring2011230.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What can I say? &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I love Post-its!&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Three cheers for the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Post-it_note" target="_blank"&gt;inventors of Post-its&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5261122790188263069-584081721115039447?l=kellyjean8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/feeds/584081721115039447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5261122790188263069&amp;postID=584081721115039447&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/584081721115039447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/584081721115039447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/2011/05/post-its-in-my-pockets.html' title='Post-its in my Pockets'/><author><name>Kelly Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203327332475180041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AMgWPZ9Q5hA/TD5w2QIjb5I/AAAAAAAABLQ/hK6fax3_lfE/s1600/Sum+2010+212.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Spring%202011/th_Spring2011230.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5261122790188263069.post-8427356644497104884</id><published>2011-05-18T14:21:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-07T16:59:07.119-06:00</updated><title type='text'>For all you '90s lovers out there...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://things90skidsrealize.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Clickity-click here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good stuff. (thaaaanks, nicksy-nix... I challenge YOU to a game of Pogs.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OrTyD7rjBpw" target="_blank"&gt;Cool song&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;***************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: right;"&gt;One of my favorite parts of today might be when my sister started a game of Hangman on our FB family groupy page.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d; text-align: left;"&gt;One of my other favorite parts was eating this amazing left-over pasta dish for lunch... oh my. Talk about mouth heaven.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5261122790188263069-8427356644497104884?l=kellyjean8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/feeds/8427356644497104884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5261122790188263069&amp;postID=8427356644497104884&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/8427356644497104884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/8427356644497104884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/2011/05/for-all-you-90s-lovers-out-there.html' title='For all you &apos;90s lovers out there...'/><author><name>Kelly Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203327332475180041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AMgWPZ9Q5hA/TD5w2QIjb5I/AAAAAAAABLQ/hK6fax3_lfE/s1600/Sum+2010+212.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5261122790188263069.post-3659835550759333476</id><published>2011-05-17T13:46:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-05-17T14:27:32.439-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0110367/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"I could never love anyone as I love my sisters (and marmie ;))"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously? These are some of the best women around. I always have such good talks &amp;amp; laughs with them. We could definitely use more time together. Ahhh... I'm so lucky to be permanently connected to these beauties. I love each of 'em so much! XOXO!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Spring%202011/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Spring2011152.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="480" src="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Spring%202011/Spring2011152.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love that we're all laughing in this pic! (I think that's when _____ rammed into the chandelier...)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Spring%202011/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Spring2011153.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="640" src="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Spring%202011/Spring2011153.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ain't nothin' like some hip-checkin'-sista-love... ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5261122790188263069-3659835550759333476?l=kellyjean8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/feeds/3659835550759333476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5261122790188263069&amp;postID=3659835550759333476&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/3659835550759333476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/3659835550759333476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/2011/05/love.html' title='Love'/><author><name>Kelly Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203327332475180041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AMgWPZ9Q5hA/TD5w2QIjb5I/AAAAAAAABLQ/hK6fax3_lfE/s1600/Sum+2010+212.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Spring%202011/th_Spring2011152.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5261122790188263069.post-2628982472412425791</id><published>2011-05-16T11:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-05-16T11:05:21.901-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Watch</title><content type='html'>My beautiful cousin Tiff introduced me to this funny youtube series called "Kid History." Ever heard of it? Oh my. I showed it to Nick this weekend, and we were cracking up &amp;amp; quoting all the funny lines. Such a clever idea!! I love it and can't wait to see Episode 5! ;) Here's to a happy, laugh-filled week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Episodes: &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=80entLldZOg" target="_blank"&gt;one&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pXChsJCHNVM&amp;amp;NR=1&amp;amp;feature=fvwp" target="_blank"&gt;two&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cD2RO0Cws1Q&amp;amp;feature=fvwrel" target="_blank"&gt;three&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dVlaZfLlWQc&amp;amp;feature=related" target="_blank"&gt;four&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 and 4 are my favorites. But the other two are funny as well :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Thanks again, Tiff!) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5261122790188263069-2628982472412425791?l=kellyjean8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/feeds/2628982472412425791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5261122790188263069&amp;postID=2628982472412425791&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/2628982472412425791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/2628982472412425791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/2011/05/watch.html' title='Watch'/><author><name>Kelly Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203327332475180041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AMgWPZ9Q5hA/TD5w2QIjb5I/AAAAAAAABLQ/hK6fax3_lfE/s1600/Sum+2010+212.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5261122790188263069.post-4939289051028987571</id><published>2011-05-13T11:04:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-05-13T11:04:37.227-06:00</updated><title type='text'>This is how you become a cool aunt:</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Telling Mal to hide, then sneaking cookies &amp;amp; popcorn to her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Spring%202011/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Spring2011064.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="480" src="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Spring%202011/Spring2011064.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Spring%202011/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Spring2011066.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="480" src="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Spring%202011/Spring2011066.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Spring%202011/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Spring2011156.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="640" src="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Spring%202011/Spring2011156.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Isn't she just the cutest little thang? Oooh, I sure love this girl :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5261122790188263069-4939289051028987571?l=kellyjean8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/feeds/4939289051028987571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5261122790188263069&amp;postID=4939289051028987571&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/4939289051028987571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261122790188263069/posts/default/4939289051028987571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyjean8.blogspot.com/2011/05/this-is-how-you-become-cool-aunt.html' title='This is how you become a cool aunt:'/><author><name>Kelly Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11203327332475180041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AMgWPZ9Q5hA/TD5w2QIjb5I/AAAAAAAABLQ/hK6fax3_lfE/s1600/Sum+2010+212.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Spring%202011/th_Spring2011064.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5261122790188263069.post-614672254385863884</id><published>2011-05-06T10:56:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-05-06T10:56:30.089-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Makin' me Esmile, Esmile!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #f1c232; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Random chains in hallways (ree ree ree!)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f1c232; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #f1c232; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Spring%202011/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Spring2011138.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="480" src="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Spring%202011/Spring2011138.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f1c232; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f1c232; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f1c232; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The smell (and look) of freshly cut grass.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f1c232; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f1c232; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://s253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Spring%202011/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Spring2011128.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="640" src="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Spring%202011/Spring2011128.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f1c232; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f1c232; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f1c232; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Watching people ride super tall bikes.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f1c232; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f1c232; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://s253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Spring%202011/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Spring2011069.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="480" src="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Spring%202011/Spring2011069.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f1c232; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f1c232; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f1c232; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f1c232; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;Playing "don't step on the crack or you'll break your mama's back."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f1c232; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f1c232; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://s253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Spring%202011/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Spring2011136.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="480" src="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Spring%202011/Spring2011136.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f1c232; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f1c232; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f1c232; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Saying bye to CHEN, who's moving to New York. We've become friends with her, since she works at the best (authentic) Asian restaurant - &lt;a href="http://utah.citysearch.com/profile/10398781/murray_ut/golden_isle_restaurant.html" target="_blank"&gt;The Golden Isle&lt;/a&gt;. Mmm.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f1c232; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f1c232; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://s253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Spring%202011/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Spring2011131.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="480" src="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Spring%202011/Spring2011131.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f1c232; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f1c232; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f1c232; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Trees that are still growing their leaves back... c'mon little guy!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f1c232; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f1c232; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://s253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Spring%202011/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Spring2011127.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="640" src="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Spring%202011/Spring2011127.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f1c232; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f1c232; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f1c232; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;GINORMOUS mailboxes that you could fit into.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f1c232; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f1c232; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://s253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Spring%202011/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Spring2011137.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="480" src="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Spring%202011/Spring2011137.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f1c232; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f1c232; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f1c232; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;A cool-whipped dessert, with peeps floating on top.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f1c232; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f1c232; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://s253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Spring%202011/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Spring2011123.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="426" src="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Spring%202011/Spring2011123.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f1c232; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f1c232; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f1c232; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;And last but not least, the big tree hovering next to our deck that is breathtakingly beautiful.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f1c232; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f1c232; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://s253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Spring%202011/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Spring2011125.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="426" src="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh59/kelsters8/Spring%202011/Spring2011125.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f1c232; 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