<?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-8373542689776391283</id><updated>2011-10-04T17:42:20.336-07:00</updated><category term='Dewitt'/><category term='Pet Peeves'/><category term='Ceramics'/><category term='Tennis'/><category term='Ninos'/><category term='Familia'/><category term='Lake'/><category term='Giving Blood'/><category term='Halloween'/><category term='Christmas'/><category term='Thanksgiving'/><category term='Maine'/><category term='Coaching'/><category term='France'/><category term='Math'/><category term='Awkward'/><category term='Breakfast'/><category term='Running Marathons La Familia Mary Momacita Pappa Professor Flitwick'/><category term='Toms'/><category term='Hiking'/><category term='Gratefulness'/><category term='Dixie'/><category term='Due West'/><title type='text'>The Answer Is 42</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373542689776391283/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Allisun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12682491734650717416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SxRVE7B9_gI/AAAAAAAAAXY/f9H3qS5seAw/S220/thanksgiving+and+what+not+105.JPG'/></author><generator 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SxRVE7B9_gI/AAAAAAAAAXY/f9H3qS5seAw/S220/thanksgiving+and+what+not+105.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8373542689776391283.post-1318812314567265313</id><published>2011-08-27T13:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-27T13:46:23.789-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dixie'/><title type='text'>Would you like a tour of my casa?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;I still have no roommate, and it looks like I won't for the entire semester. Thusly I have claimed the entire desk, and the second closet. Wahoo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eitHgLWN0-o/TllQNhyFyFI/AAAAAAAAApA/DnZr0BAn7eM/s1600/While+in+the+land+of+Dixie+008.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eitHgLWN0-o/TllQNhyFyFI/AAAAAAAAApA/DnZr0BAn7eM/s400/While+in+the+land+of+Dixie+008.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Here is my lovely bed. It reminds me of the secret garden. Please note the sweet bedside table and lamp. Compliments of the parents and DI.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KI73JzWGOdk/TllRpqWn-mI/AAAAAAAAApE/Sc6YLZIxwDk/s1600/While+in+the+land+of+Dixie+007.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KI73JzWGOdk/TllRpqWn-mI/AAAAAAAAApE/Sc6YLZIxwDk/s400/While+in+the+land+of+Dixie+007.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;Here is the place where most all of the studying goes down. You can also see Tom Bombadil in the fore front.&amp;nbsp;&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/-pn2vwBR0ZYI/TllSXtdxoWI/AAAAAAAAApI/obLfHdvgkWE/s1600/While+in+the+land+of+Dixie+009.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pn2vwBR0ZYI/TllSXtdxoWI/AAAAAAAAApI/obLfHdvgkWE/s400/While+in+the+land+of+Dixie+009.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;What a lovely and spacious bathroom!&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/-OiorTw1BOC0/TllTLXsHLgI/AAAAAAAAApM/XVGWYTz4NbU/s1600/While+in+the+land+of+Dixie+011.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OiorTw1BOC0/TllTLXsHLgI/AAAAAAAAApM/XVGWYTz4NbU/s400/While+in+the+land+of+Dixie+011.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;Here you will find our kitchen. Its probably a good idea there are only 4 of us because we have zero space left. I guess that means we all really like our food around here.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-l6iePP96Uis/TllUAqGZ0yI/AAAAAAAAApQ/yEzQckSXRZU/s1600/While+in+the+land+of+Dixie+012.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-l6iePP96Uis/TllUAqGZ0yI/AAAAAAAAApQ/yEzQckSXRZU/s400/While+in+the+land+of+Dixie+012.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;Our magnanimous living room.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dqBtO79WNGQ/TllVLXK11BI/AAAAAAAAApU/zkcwG8KY1io/s1600/While+in+the+land+of+Dixie+003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dqBtO79WNGQ/TllVLXK11BI/AAAAAAAAApU/zkcwG8KY1io/s400/While+in+the+land+of+Dixie+003.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;And this is us in all our glory. I hope you noticed our matching shirts. Its kind of like a family reunion. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;This picture was taken right before the Foam dance. Have you ever danced around in a ton of foam? If not, I pity you.&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/8373542689776391283-1318812314567265313?l=justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/feeds/1318812314567265313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8373542689776391283&amp;postID=1318812314567265313&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373542689776391283/posts/default/1318812314567265313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373542689776391283/posts/default/1318812314567265313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/2011/08/would-you-like-tour-of-my-casa.html' title='Would you like a tour of my casa?'/><author><name>Allisun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12682491734650717416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SxRVE7B9_gI/AAAAAAAAAXY/f9H3qS5seAw/S220/thanksgiving+and+what+not+105.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eitHgLWN0-o/TllQNhyFyFI/AAAAAAAAApA/DnZr0BAn7eM/s72-c/While+in+the+land+of+Dixie+008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8373542689776391283.post-1597688936730502281</id><published>2011-08-20T10:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-20T10:01:34.717-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Dawning of a New Age</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Momacita and Papi have now left, and I am officially on my own. They drove off yesterday at about 2:30, and I immediately went in to get to know my new roommates. It wasn't till about a half hour after that when I was unpacking everything that I officially started to freak. Thank goodness for Tessa's tweet "DON'T PANIC", and Mary's texts that brought me back down to earth. Tessa was even so good as to call and chat with me in my worried state. I then continued on my much more calm way. Dewitt gave me a call as well! He asked me if I really did make fun of one of the girls names like the skit we had practiced many times over at home. I told him I couldn't do it! He nearly had me convinced to jump outside my door right then, and yell at her, but thank goodness I didn't give into temptation.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I went with my 3 new roomies Felicia (fish), Lydia, and Kassie to an opening social water party fiesta. We slid down a massive hill, jumped through water bouncy things, and splashed in the fountain. It was quite fun actually, and I'm so glad I have nice, active roommates. After coming home we discovered that my bedroom door which I had locked does not in fact unlock with the house key. (I saw Fish and Lydia lock their doors. I thought that's what your supposed to do!) So we began googling ways to pick a lock, and I went to shimmy down the drain pipe or whatever that thing is to try and get in the window. No gold on either account. As Lydia and I were preparing to ram the door, Fish got around to try the window herself. Thank goodness right before we were about to charge, we heard the window slide open. Sleeping wet on the couch my first night would not have been ideal so my thanks goes out to the universe and Fish for making sure that didn't happen.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So let me now tell you about how awesomely my parentals set me up here. Not only did we bring a motherload of food and supplies with us from home, but we went shopping 3 different times during their short visit. 3 times! I have more food than I know what to do with, but I am not complaining. We also visited DI where we found a lovely shelf, bedside table, and Papi found the most adorable lamp! They were heaven sent. Yesterday before they left, my parents even took me to the temple to do&amp;nbsp;baptisms, and that was completely lovely!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I miss all my people at home. I am completely excited to try this new world on for size. And that is the current update! I'm off to go on my first bike tour. Wish my luck with the huge hill my casa lives on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8373542689776391283-1597688936730502281?l=justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/feeds/1597688936730502281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8373542689776391283&amp;postID=1597688936730502281&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373542689776391283/posts/default/1597688936730502281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373542689776391283/posts/default/1597688936730502281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/2011/08/dawning-of-new-age.html' title='The Dawning of a New Age'/><author><name>Allisun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12682491734650717416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SxRVE7B9_gI/AAAAAAAAAXY/f9H3qS5seAw/S220/thanksgiving+and+what+not+105.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8373542689776391283.post-7811773549090958344</id><published>2011-08-04T11:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-04T11:26:42.722-07:00</updated><title type='text'>An Overview of all Things Recent</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;This summer has been a slow, pleasant one, and for the most part not at all what I expected it to be. I did a bit of travelling at the start, a bit of coaching all along the way, and a whole lot of math the last half of the summer.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Zumba&lt;/u&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;Momacita and I have been frequent Zumba-ers this summer; she a little more faithful than me. I mocked Zumba viciously up until the point I actually tried it. I am converted. It is so weird, fun, and it burns a ton of calories! Even though my love for Zumba runs true, this is not so for all its members. Betty White (&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I never did learn her real name?&lt;/span&gt;) was never my favorite. She was an older lady who thought she was more hip than the 70s. She had a very specific spot, and if anyone messed with her dance space...Well it wasn't pretty. After one workout another lady(&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;about my mom's age&lt;/span&gt;) was telling us she was going to go drink some chocolate milk because that was good after a work out. Betty came into the conversation half way through and asked me what she had missed. I&amp;nbsp;recapped&amp;nbsp;her, and then she&amp;nbsp;vehemently&amp;nbsp;told me chocolate milk might be&amp;nbsp;OK&amp;nbsp;for a fit young girl like Maria, but for myself and her, chocolate milk was a bad idea, and we should stick to water. Um excuse me Betty! You are old enough to be my Grandmother. Do not go dissing me saying I'm not young or fit. I am the 2nd youngest girl in that class thank you very much.&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/-R8VtnCWT6cM/TjrgbraBF7I/AAAAAAAAAoc/ZbSueh0TA-o/s1600/zumba.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="157" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-R8VtnCWT6cM/TjrgbraBF7I/AAAAAAAAAoc/ZbSueh0TA-o/s400/zumba.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Dallin's Mission&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;We dropped Dallin off at the MTC at the very beginning of this summer. I think he was pretty excited to go, and I am proud of him for it! I think it was the easiest for me of all my family members to say good bye to him because I'm already in a transition mode myself. But I have found that I miss him most when we play Just Dance. Dallin could "Just Dance" better then most humans I know. He is now safely in Argentina most likely starving and freezing. I know that boy's going to do great things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-l-ETfazK4e4/Tjrj02QccyI/AAAAAAAAAo8/tDH4XtHVVcs/s1600/Utah+Trip+May+2011+220.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-l-ETfazK4e4/Tjrj02QccyI/AAAAAAAAAo8/tDH4XtHVVcs/s400/Utah+Trip+May+2011+220.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;College Algebra&lt;/u&gt;:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;This class has given me a lot of anxiety all through out my short college career. I mean it took me three tries just to pass Intermediate Algebra so you can see were my trepidation comes from. I decided to take it this summer so that I wouldn't have to worry about traveling with tennis or other classes to do homework in. Smartest move I have ever made. I have an 88% in the class right now, and am taking the final tomorrow. There is a&amp;nbsp;possibility&amp;nbsp;that I could pass this class with an A. I most&amp;nbsp;definitely&amp;nbsp;WILL pass it though, and I'm not sure if I have ever felt more proud of myself.&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/-3sHLaba7EUE/TjrhKT7wXJI/AAAAAAAAAok/rosxUwYD2po/s1600/boy+genius.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3sHLaba7EUE/TjrhKT7wXJI/AAAAAAAAAok/rosxUwYD2po/s400/boy+genius.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And the rest of recent events I will sum up in a few carefully selected pictures...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FLg6sbZi-dY/TjrhnEZWkJI/AAAAAAAAAoo/YQPH-YuYBkE/s1600/Interpretive+dance.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FLg6sbZi-dY/TjrhnEZWkJI/AAAAAAAAAoo/YQPH-YuYBkE/s400/Interpretive+dance.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The girls and I watched Singing In The Rain one afternoon, and wouldn't you know, it started pouring! Our first real rain of the summer, and we are the reason for it. We're pretty proud.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eYxAfcoxbMo/TjriBUc2w2I/AAAAAAAAAos/E03jIVUZNgs/s1600/Battlefield+Bridger.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eYxAfcoxbMo/TjriBUc2w2I/AAAAAAAAAos/E03jIVUZNgs/s400/Battlefield+Bridger.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;All of our Biggs familia celebrated my Grandpa's birthday at a&amp;nbsp;water park&amp;nbsp;in Phoenix. Battlefield Bridger had no shoes, and I couldn't leave a man behind. He&amp;nbsp;re payed&amp;nbsp;me by pushing my glasses up every time they slipped down my sweaty nose.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_CJg4bbgCyc/TjriiQf4XMI/AAAAAAAAAow/Qdpf-_E8Wig/s1600/dinner+with+cousins.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_CJg4bbgCyc/TjriiQf4XMI/AAAAAAAAAow/Qdpf-_E8Wig/s400/dinner+with+cousins.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;At this same celebration I got to eat with cousins Stetson and Levi. Dallin and Dewitt weren't there to hog their attention so I was the lucky recipient of their company. I think that was the most I've ever talked to those boys. Turns out they're both pretty cool. Stetson's in the MTC right now too actually!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a9IesscZNOA/TjrjFMVWTwI/AAAAAAAAAo0/8QS9zJjRbzM/s1600/The+little+chicities.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a9IesscZNOA/TjrjFMVWTwI/AAAAAAAAAo0/8QS9zJjRbzM/s400/The+little+chicities.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Lillian and Polly were in a tennis tournament! I am so proud. They're lucky to have their own built in doubles partners.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-guGkBNwA0Vc/TjrjaxuQPPI/AAAAAAAAAo4/g-VXSIih0YY/s1600/Story+of+my+summer.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-guGkBNwA0Vc/TjrjaxuQPPI/AAAAAAAAAo4/g-VXSIih0YY/s400/Story+of+my+summer.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This was the story of my life. In 2 days I'll get to forget all this useless numbers business I've crammed into my brain.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8373542689776391283-7811773549090958344?l=justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/feeds/7811773549090958344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8373542689776391283&amp;postID=7811773549090958344&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373542689776391283/posts/default/7811773549090958344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373542689776391283/posts/default/7811773549090958344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/2011/08/overview-of-all-things-recent.html' title='An Overview of all Things Recent'/><author><name>Allisun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12682491734650717416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SxRVE7B9_gI/AAAAAAAAAXY/f9H3qS5seAw/S220/thanksgiving+and+what+not+105.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-R8VtnCWT6cM/TjrgbraBF7I/AAAAAAAAAoc/ZbSueh0TA-o/s72-c/zumba.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8373542689776391283.post-5827797203759256192</id><published>2011-04-27T11:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-27T11:07:05.950-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Easy As ABC</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"&gt;Since most anyone who reads my blog thinks they know me;)I thought I'd just set the records straight.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/-gWlJnbYZgho/TbhRh15ehgI/AAAAAAAAAoY/yTR7u9hBnbI/s1600/zoeys.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gWlJnbYZgho/TbhRh15ehgI/AAAAAAAAAoY/yTR7u9hBnbI/s400/zoeys.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;ge: 20-however I have recently been mistaken for 18 and 28 so you take your pick.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;ed Size: Queen-thank goodness.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;hore You Hate: Taking out the bazillion trash cans for my parent's apartments. Bleh.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;ogs: We have had as many as 18 German&amp;nbsp;Shepards&amp;nbsp;at a time. Currently we boast two Chihuahas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;ssential Start of Your Day: One Word-H2freakin0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;F&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;avorite Color: Autumn shades. I refuse to pick only one.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;G&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;old or Silver: Gold.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;eight: 5'4"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: x-small;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: x-small;"&gt;n a good day.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;nstruments I Play: Piano&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: x-small;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"&gt;Movie soundtrack style, not Bach&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: x-small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"&gt;style.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;ob Title: Student, Tennis player/coach, Professional Stalker&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: x-small;"&gt;. Ahem I mean Stocker.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;K&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;ids: I have none.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;ive: In the glorious AZ sun.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;om's Name: Rebecca&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: x-small;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"&gt;Also known as Ubecca, and Momacita. NOT Becky.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;ickname: (Read in a Spanish accent) Allison...I accept no other nicknames.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;ver Night Hospital Stays: It is my goal to have none of those. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;My birth does not count.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;et Peeve: Doors left ajar. A good door, with a strong identity would know whether it wishes to &amp;nbsp;be opened, or closed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Q&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;uote From a Movie: " It seems to me the only thing you've learned is that Ceaser is a 'salad dressing dude'".-Bill and Ted's Excellent Adventure.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;ight or Left Handed: Right&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;iblings: I am the oldest of 5 ninos.(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Dallin, Dewitt, Lillian, Polly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;ime You wake up: Two options...3:51 A.M. or Never.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;U&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;nderwear: I am a big believer in the benefits of underwear.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;V&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;egetables You Dislike:&amp;nbsp;Sauerkraut. Enough&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"&gt;Said.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;hat Makes You Run Late: Blasted Netflix.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;-Rays You've Had Done: Only the teeth variety.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;ummy Food You Make: I make a mean bowl of cereal.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Z&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;oo Animal: I suppose I'd have to go with the ant eater. They're just so...what's the word I'm looking for???&amp;nbsp;Intriguing.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/8373542689776391283-5827797203759256192?l=justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/feeds/5827797203759256192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8373542689776391283&amp;postID=5827797203759256192&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373542689776391283/posts/default/5827797203759256192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373542689776391283/posts/default/5827797203759256192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/2011/04/easy-as-abc.html' title='Easy As ABC'/><author><name>Allisun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12682491734650717416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SxRVE7B9_gI/AAAAAAAAAXY/f9H3qS5seAw/S220/thanksgiving+and+what+not+105.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gWlJnbYZgho/TbhRh15ehgI/AAAAAAAAAoY/yTR7u9hBnbI/s72-c/zoeys.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8373542689776391283.post-3264861984609636234</id><published>2011-04-25T16:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-25T16:21:38.522-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Caught In The Wrong Decade</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"&gt;I really feel in my heart that not only should I have been born Mexican, but I was also born in the wrong decade. If there is any justice in the world then the 80s would have been my teen years.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"&gt;Here are a couple reasons why my jealousy is justified.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"&gt;1)&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=J08ZwySCoJ8"&gt;Huey Lewis and the News&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AaTQAaJWW54"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"&gt;If This Is It&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"&gt;Current music videos hold nothing on the&amp;nbsp;awesomeness&amp;nbsp;of the these guys!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"&gt;2)&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WckCw_-7e3M"&gt;Que Hora Es?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"&gt;Instead of being cool, and suave like these guys, I'm stuck with this kind of humor representing my culture.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7eDqIKzmsWs"&gt;Can I Have Your Numbah?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/8373542689776391283-3264861984609636234?l=justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/feeds/3264861984609636234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8373542689776391283&amp;postID=3264861984609636234&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373542689776391283/posts/default/3264861984609636234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373542689776391283/posts/default/3264861984609636234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/2011/04/caught-in-wrong-decade.html' title='Caught In The Wrong Decade'/><author><name>Allisun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12682491734650717416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SxRVE7B9_gI/AAAAAAAAAXY/f9H3qS5seAw/S220/thanksgiving+and+what+not+105.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8373542689776391283.post-964239965310144681</id><published>2011-04-08T11:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-08T11:06:17.469-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Toms'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Coaching'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Giving Blood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tennis'/><title type='text'>Who Said Bribery Was A Bad Thing?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;I got them! My TOMS are here. Dewitt, my mom, and I all had a little chuckle over how much those silly, little, flimsy things cost. Meh who cares! I love them.&amp;nbsp;&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/-3pHayYuFtn8/TZ9H2_bm-zI/AAAAAAAAAoM/6d5Ci8b3u7E/s1600/just+a+bit+of+sillyness+003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3pHayYuFtn8/TZ9H2_bm-zI/AAAAAAAAAoM/6d5Ci8b3u7E/s400/just+a+bit+of+sillyness+003.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;Also this felt like a "first day of school" picture. HA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;Since I got red TOMS I thought it was appropriate that I gave blood on the first day I wore them.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wSy8VWZR6_E/TZ9I4NCwUPI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/ghIkIsiwaVM/s1600/just+a+bit+of+sillyness+012.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wSy8VWZR6_E/TZ9I4NCwUPI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/ghIkIsiwaVM/s400/just+a+bit+of+sillyness+012.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;At Pima's tennis practice I tried convincing la ninas that my bandage from the blood drive started out white originally. Nearly had em for a couple minutes. A near victory for allisun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dPL9871gVY0/TZ9JO5JQ1lI/AAAAAAAAAoU/eFlvDUlpRvg/s1600/just+a+bit+of+sillyness+011.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dPL9871gVY0/TZ9JO5JQ1lI/AAAAAAAAAoU/eFlvDUlpRvg/s400/just+a+bit+of+sillyness+011.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;If there was a caption bubble in this picture it would probably read something along the lines of... "Yes I am a puppet. Yes I wore these shoes to play my match in. Yes my feet hurt terribly now."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;I have oh so many stories about the Pima ninos that never get to make it on the blog. It breaks my heart because those kids really are&amp;nbsp;hilarious. Lets just say that many of them are quite gullible. This &lt;i&gt;can&lt;/i&gt; slash &lt;i&gt;cannot&lt;/i&gt; compliment my exceptionally&amp;nbsp;sarcastic&amp;nbsp;personality. Which ever way you want to look at it. I mean I do try to say things in an overly goofy tone half the time to tip them off. You know a good ole 'what ever I'm about to say is completely untrue' tone of voice, but those kids are so darn trusting. I really don't think its my fault.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;For instance, after his match, one of the kids came up and told me his mom asked if I was Mexican. I casually replied, "ya I'm half Mexican. My mom is American, and my dad is from Mexico." He believed me, and I just never got around to correcting him I guess. So for a solid 3 weeks all the kids thought I was Mexican. It really solidified things every time I said things like 'vamos' 'muy bien' or 'hola'.&amp;nbsp;Apparently&amp;nbsp;those ninos know next to no espanol. When I finally told them I was a plain jane white girl, they were S.O. M.A.D.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;They still haven't forgiven me for 'misleading' them. Their choice of word, not mine.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;Yesterday the kids were running at practice, and one of the guys tried bribing me with an "allison, my good friend Lincoln would like to talk to you" line. He handed me a $5 bill and sat down. I kept the money, and made him run double.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;Just kidding, I didn't keep the money.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;Not just kidding, I made him run double.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/8373542689776391283-964239965310144681?l=justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/feeds/964239965310144681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8373542689776391283&amp;postID=964239965310144681&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373542689776391283/posts/default/964239965310144681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373542689776391283/posts/default/964239965310144681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/2011/04/who-said-bribery-was-bad-thing.html' title='Who Said Bribery Was A Bad Thing?'/><author><name>Allisun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12682491734650717416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SxRVE7B9_gI/AAAAAAAAAXY/f9H3qS5seAw/S220/thanksgiving+and+what+not+105.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3pHayYuFtn8/TZ9H2_bm-zI/AAAAAAAAAoM/6d5Ci8b3u7E/s72-c/just+a+bit+of+sillyness+003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8373542689776391283.post-5889734630746850257</id><published>2011-03-20T21:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-20T21:24:19.440-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Keep On Keepin On</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;I recently started a new job. I always have a fresh new set of anxieties when jumping into a different environment like that. I worry that I'll go beyond normal "newbie" mess ups, and I'll really do something critically wrong. Or perhaps I'll end up working with a ton of weirdies that hate my guts. Its just hard to imagine a situation you've never been apart of, and of course the negative options crop up before the good ones.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;Well I did screw up a bit on my first day, and even got yelled at a few times. But for the most part, people were really nice to me, and very willing to show me the ropes. I've caught on pretty quickly with each new day, but I have also had a few moments were I really messed things up. I felt flustered, red faced, and even a bit guilty.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;However I am determined to get the system down, and earn the respect of the peeps in charge of me. Whether I have to stay later, smile more, work harder, or whatever.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;Even though its hard getting up at 4 in the morning to go to work.(I got up at 3 my first day because I was so nervous). It feels good to be productive with my life.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;And I am totally finishing my bachelors so I don't have to do manual labor anymore. Because no matter how grateful I am for this job right now, I don't want to be doing this FoEva!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8373542689776391283-5889734630746850257?l=justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/feeds/5889734630746850257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8373542689776391283&amp;postID=5889734630746850257&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373542689776391283/posts/default/5889734630746850257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373542689776391283/posts/default/5889734630746850257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/2011/03/keep-on-keepin-on.html' title='Keep On Keepin On'/><author><name>Allisun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12682491734650717416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SxRVE7B9_gI/AAAAAAAAAXY/f9H3qS5seAw/S220/thanksgiving+and+what+not+105.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8373542689776391283.post-337657506406059640</id><published>2011-03-17T08:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-17T08:10:56.594-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Its A Mystery</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I had an exciting conversation with a mystery number via text yesterday. Would you like to hear it? For the sake of&amp;nbsp;aesthetics&amp;nbsp;lets just call them JoJo...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;JoJo: Hey&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me: Hey&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me: Who is this?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;JoJo: What you doin&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me: Tell me who you are first fool.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;JoJo: Jelly gosh.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me: Jelly? Jelly Fish? Jelly&amp;nbsp;Sandwich? What kind of jelly we talkin about?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;JoJo: Amy's daughter&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me: You may have the wrong #? I'm just not sure?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;JoJo: Angelika you went to skool wit me&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me: High School yes? Whats my name then?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;JoJo: Chapo aka Erland&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me: Wrongo you definately have the wrong numbah&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;JoJo: Sorry&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;Turns out this may not be as funny as I thought it was at the time. What can I say. I'm easily entertained during math class.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8373542689776391283-337657506406059640?l=justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/feeds/337657506406059640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8373542689776391283&amp;postID=337657506406059640&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373542689776391283/posts/default/337657506406059640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373542689776391283/posts/default/337657506406059640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/2011/03/its-mystery.html' title='Its A Mystery'/><author><name>Allisun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12682491734650717416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SxRVE7B9_gI/AAAAAAAAAXY/f9H3qS5seAw/S220/thanksgiving+and+what+not+105.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8373542689776391283.post-4976137159238263857</id><published>2011-03-13T21:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-13T21:21:10.034-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Toms'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Coaching'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Maine'/><title type='text'>I'm Just So Darn Ambitious</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;So I have come to the conclusion that if I ever wish to see my dream of owning a lovely red pair of these&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-5ocXUNe_AJY/TX2TJM4rELI/AAAAAAAAAn8/rykSTZYiDKw/s1600/toms.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="227" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-5ocXUNe_AJY/TX2TJM4rELI/AAAAAAAAAn8/rykSTZYiDKw/s320/toms.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;realized, I'm going to have to get something more than a half hearted coin jar in my arsenal...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;Thusly I have decided to forward all of my earnings(after tithing of course) from private coaching lessons to my very secure savings account of the orange cup.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-ywbVajiMjFo/TX2TzFpfC_I/AAAAAAAAAoA/XyXPjluCcg4/s1600/001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-ywbVajiMjFo/TX2TzFpfC_I/AAAAAAAAAoA/XyXPjluCcg4/s400/001.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;I put all of my sweet moola here, and guess what?!I nearly have enough now! Oh my feet are tingling with anticipation. Also, what do you think of the new bangs? Mary cut them for me, and so far I've quite enjoyed them. If for no other reason than I have a SiCkNaSt pimple hiding under those beauties, and you woulda never guessed it! Brilliant.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;If you will allow my a tangent on the orange cup now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I recieved the orange cup as a gift while working in Maine last summer. It was my night off, and my buddies Joey&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-dW3olVRYxyE/TX2VUgD5taI/AAAAAAAAAoE/Sm9AuZeQqQ8/s1600/Maine+Baybay%2521+341.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-dW3olVRYxyE/TX2VUgD5taI/AAAAAAAAAoE/Sm9AuZeQqQ8/s400/Maine+Baybay%2521+341.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;and Steve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-S5Uoy2dkfk4/TX2Vo2FSEaI/AAAAAAAAAoI/imd7506VEDI/s1600/Maine+Baybay%2521+113.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-S5Uoy2dkfk4/TX2Vo2FSEaI/AAAAAAAAAoI/imd7506VEDI/s400/Maine+Baybay%2521+113.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;These guys let me bum around with them all summer long, and on this particular evening we decided to get a little wild, and visit the Walmart of Augusta. Our man Steve here liked to purchase any random&amp;nbsp;souvenir&amp;nbsp;he could. Being as he's from merry England, its understandable. That day's venture included some fine dishes, among which was a set of orange plastic cups. After begging the entire way to the cashier's Steve finally gave in, and gifted me one of his orange cups.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;And now that same cup takes care of all my TOMS savings. Its a bit silly, but I really do love all the random connections I can still find with Maine, and my friends there.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/8373542689776391283-4976137159238263857?l=justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/feeds/4976137159238263857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8373542689776391283&amp;postID=4976137159238263857&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373542689776391283/posts/default/4976137159238263857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373542689776391283/posts/default/4976137159238263857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/2011/03/im-just-so-darn-ambitious.html' title='I&apos;m Just So Darn Ambitious'/><author><name>Allisun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12682491734650717416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SxRVE7B9_gI/AAAAAAAAAXY/f9H3qS5seAw/S220/thanksgiving+and+what+not+105.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-5ocXUNe_AJY/TX2TJM4rELI/AAAAAAAAAn8/rykSTZYiDKw/s72-c/toms.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8373542689776391283.post-3298803483602384489</id><published>2011-03-05T15:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-05T15:53:27.015-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Little Patriotism</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-I7QEPA-As5Q/TXLK9TtzDVI/AAAAAAAAAnw/eCRzq9Hytpc/s1600/just+a+bit+of+sillyness+001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-I7QEPA-As5Q/TXLK9TtzDVI/AAAAAAAAAnw/eCRzq9Hytpc/s400/just+a+bit+of+sillyness+001.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Like the get up I had for practice yesterday? I thought it was quite patriotic. Papi thought it looked like a 1920s swimming suit. Personally the awkwardly long spandex were my favorite.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Life is CuRazy around this end of the world. EAC's season has &amp;nbsp;begun, and so has Pima High's. (I coach those kiddies now!) They are all hilarious and Ive loved every minute of it so far.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Yesterday Lillian, Polly, and I went to see Tangled. ADORABLE! Haha it was great fun, I highly recommend that cute flick.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/8373542689776391283-3298803483602384489?l=justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/feeds/3298803483602384489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8373542689776391283&amp;postID=3298803483602384489&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373542689776391283/posts/default/3298803483602384489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373542689776391283/posts/default/3298803483602384489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/2011/03/little-patriotism.html' title='A Little Patriotism'/><author><name>Allisun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12682491734650717416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SxRVE7B9_gI/AAAAAAAAAXY/f9H3qS5seAw/S220/thanksgiving+and+what+not+105.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-I7QEPA-As5Q/TXLK9TtzDVI/AAAAAAAAAnw/eCRzq9Hytpc/s72-c/just+a+bit+of+sillyness+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8373542689776391283.post-3238712601598914109</id><published>2011-02-16T18:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-16T18:39:29.109-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tennis'/><title type='text'>The Peeps I Spend My Days With</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Since I spend such a great deal of time with these people, I think you should know them as well. Meet the best of Eastern Arizona...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--mrITpSUBqI/TVyFS3DqVeI/AAAAAAAAAnI/ZZV20yr4c9o/s1600/167714_499762665771_502770771_5933959_2086093_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--mrITpSUBqI/TVyFS3DqVeI/AAAAAAAAAnI/ZZV20yr4c9o/s400/167714_499762665771_502770771_5933959_2086093_n.jpg" width="265" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;This is Lara, and she is from Espana! When she first came to good ole EA she knew no English, and is now as fluent as ever. Ninja&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/-8M4LBdjLFgY/TVyFu7wiA8I/AAAAAAAAAnM/9WKgnM-Yaw0/s1600/33645_162917797069334_100000533448343_442381_4006060_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8M4LBdjLFgY/TVyFu7wiA8I/AAAAAAAAAnM/9WKgnM-Yaw0/s400/33645_162917797069334_100000533448343_442381_4006060_n.jpg" width="290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Natalie and I are tight. Thats why when she does things like throw me into a door, I don't mind. She enjoys Just Dance, movies, and ice cream&amp;nbsp;sandwiches&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/-nY-yYbQudUc/TVyGV2zyYnI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/NSpIEqZdOvE/s1600/Tennis+Fresh+032.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="223" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nY-yYbQudUc/TVyGV2zyYnI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/NSpIEqZdOvE/s400/Tennis+Fresh+032.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Rachel Clarke...Detlor! This crazy chic went and got married in the middle of the season. She keeps all of us rolling with her Seinfeld&amp;nbsp;impersonations.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EAVcyRmxQC4/TVyGz4MwqQI/AAAAAAAAAnU/vSBopIDkjh4/s1600/n1061400106_30026650_9241.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EAVcyRmxQC4/TVyGz4MwqQI/AAAAAAAAAnU/vSBopIDkjh4/s400/n1061400106_30026650_9241.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;And here we have Kalei. She hails from the lovely land of Hawaii. This girl is good at tennis let me tell you.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/-cN9IOJlgCME/TVyHNdXRRLI/AAAAAAAAAnY/DUx44Rz3LUw/s1600/69738_1558688568103_1261920097_31439331_4236482_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cN9IOJlgCME/TVyHNdXRRLI/AAAAAAAAAnY/DUx44Rz3LUw/s400/69738_1558688568103_1261920097_31439331_4236482_n.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Not only does Kaydee have a regular lover, but she also has a Stalker Lover who steals her car and fills it up with gas, and writes her 15 page long notes. We're all a little jealous really. Also she sleeps in her boots.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/-UVkI599Q5xk/TVyHodyFWgI/AAAAAAAAAnc/IkzY-jQYTZM/s1600/75140_1733188807852_1182499273_32042360_8388317_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UVkI599Q5xk/TVyHodyFWgI/AAAAAAAAAnc/IkzY-jQYTZM/s400/75140_1733188807852_1182499273_32042360_8388317_n.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Mele loves pina coladas, and long walks on the beach. And if your standing on the court, your fair game for target practice in her opinion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-U2EBzVasJPM/TVyIE_hFodI/AAAAAAAAAng/g41KLYLPDmw/s1600/33787_1461853147278_1261920097_31262889_2490327_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-U2EBzVasJPM/TVyIE_hFodI/AAAAAAAAAng/g41KLYLPDmw/s400/33787_1461853147278_1261920097_31262889_2490327_n.jpg" width="262" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Cara goes by many aliases. Some of which include Scooter Girl, and Thug Nast. She is the friendliest girl, with the biggest thumbs you will ever meet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&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/-N7EgQXce9iw/TVyIz_gYbMI/AAAAAAAAAnk/QeccbAMaE1Y/s1600/fallishness+002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N7EgQXce9iw/TVyIz_gYbMI/AAAAAAAAAnk/QeccbAMaE1Y/s400/fallishness+002.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Sometimes Dallin likes to pretend he's our coach. Who would listen to a boy with pepper spray in his eyes though? (example found in above picture). We all like having him around anyways though.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/-Nh4Xw85EFjk/TVyJYe-VdYI/AAAAAAAAAno/DELhn7cpcoM/s1600/26143_1339441620162_1654805368_818759_8137564_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Nh4Xw85EFjk/TVyJYe-VdYI/AAAAAAAAAno/DELhn7cpcoM/s400/26143_1339441620162_1654805368_818759_8137564_n.jpg" width="225" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;And this guy is our coach. Eric lives by certain&amp;nbsp;mottoes. One of these being "always choose Pepsi over water." No wonder our team does so well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/8373542689776391283-3238712601598914109?l=justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/feeds/3238712601598914109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8373542689776391283&amp;postID=3238712601598914109&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373542689776391283/posts/default/3238712601598914109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373542689776391283/posts/default/3238712601598914109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/2011/02/peeps-i-spend-my-days-with.html' title='The Peeps I Spend My Days With'/><author><name>Allisun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12682491734650717416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SxRVE7B9_gI/AAAAAAAAAXY/f9H3qS5seAw/S220/thanksgiving+and+what+not+105.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--mrITpSUBqI/TVyFS3DqVeI/AAAAAAAAAnI/ZZV20yr4c9o/s72-c/167714_499762665771_502770771_5933959_2086093_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8373542689776391283.post-2600664254159399309</id><published>2011-02-07T20:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-07T20:29:37.245-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Awkward'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Due West'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thanksgiving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>And This Is When</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/TVDEz2uNVmI/AAAAAAAAAms/bw25-j7vSbc/s1600/dallin+aka+santa.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/TVDEz2uNVmI/AAAAAAAAAms/bw25-j7vSbc/s400/dallin+aka+santa.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And this was when Dallin played Santa Claus on Christmas Eve, and we all felt so funny for playing along for all the ninos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/TVDFHkv2RnI/AAAAAAAAAmw/WZryXKvUc8E/s1600/due+west.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/TVDFHkv2RnI/AAAAAAAAAmw/WZryXKvUc8E/s400/due+west.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Oh ya and when Due West came to town. That was kinda fun&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/TVDFcgE1ffI/AAAAAAAAAm0/pLbXGfvSrAw/s1600/food+coma.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/TVDFcgE1ffI/AAAAAAAAAm0/pLbXGfvSrAw/s400/food+coma.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This my friends is what we refer to as a food coma. Oh Thanksgiving, it gets ya every time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/TVDGCzX5AQI/AAAAAAAAAnE/MDoHo_OQ5M0/s1600/Aug+2010+003.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/TVDGCzX5AQI/AAAAAAAAAnE/MDoHo_OQ5M0/s400/Aug+2010+003.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And then my familia decided to come visit the dorms....um this is a bit awkward isn't it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/8373542689776391283-2600664254159399309?l=justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/feeds/2600664254159399309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8373542689776391283&amp;postID=2600664254159399309&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373542689776391283/posts/default/2600664254159399309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373542689776391283/posts/default/2600664254159399309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/2011/02/and-this-is-when.html' title='And This Is When'/><author><name>Allisun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12682491734650717416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SxRVE7B9_gI/AAAAAAAAAXY/f9H3qS5seAw/S220/thanksgiving+and+what+not+105.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/TVDEz2uNVmI/AAAAAAAAAms/bw25-j7vSbc/s72-c/dallin+aka+santa.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8373542689776391283.post-3885964765247148828</id><published>2011-01-23T19:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-23T19:21:44.222-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Toms'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Maine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dewitt'/><title type='text'>A Pact</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/TTztiNHq1lI/AAAAAAAAAmc/cVlIZq_IdeY/s1600/Remember+the+Alamo+003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/TTztiNHq1lI/AAAAAAAAAmc/cVlIZq_IdeY/s400/Remember+the+Alamo+003.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;This is Dewitt. Please note the&amp;nbsp;beanie&amp;nbsp;he is wearing. Ya he made that. My brother is quite the homemaker. Please also note the *Cool as a Moose* Maine t-shirt he's wearin. Hollah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;The other day Dewitt and I got into a conversation about our scripture study habits. I told him that some nights if I'm really tired and I get to a supah long chapter, that I sometimes(often times) skip it, and save that chapter for later. He scoffed at me! Then feeling the need to share some brotherly advice he told me how he manages to&amp;nbsp;persevere&amp;nbsp;and stay awake during those long scripture chapters. He simply reads the scriptures aloud in a Nacho Libre voice.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;What. The.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;He and I went into a pact today. We both set up collection jars in an effort to get some of these...&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/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/TTzvf9PJvrI/AAAAAAAAAmg/Z58XiVc2YHQ/s1600/toms.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="283" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/TTzvf9PJvrI/AAAAAAAAAmg/Z58XiVc2YHQ/s400/toms.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;We will both put in at least one contribution a day into our own jars. The Minimum amount is 5 cents, with no maximum. We shall compare our savings once every two weeks. This may be slow going so if any of you feel the desire to contribute some sweet moolah. Feel Free!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/8373542689776391283-3885964765247148828?l=justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/feeds/3885964765247148828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8373542689776391283&amp;postID=3885964765247148828&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373542689776391283/posts/default/3885964765247148828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373542689776391283/posts/default/3885964765247148828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/2011/01/pact.html' title='A Pact'/><author><name>Allisun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12682491734650717416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SxRVE7B9_gI/AAAAAAAAAXY/f9H3qS5seAw/S220/thanksgiving+and+what+not+105.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/TTztiNHq1lI/AAAAAAAAAmc/cVlIZq_IdeY/s72-c/Remember+the+Alamo+003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8373542689776391283.post-3522723166144283295</id><published>2011-01-22T13:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-22T13:17:35.287-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='France'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Math'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ceramics'/><title type='text'>Oh Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/TTtHmsCe9MI/AAAAAAAAAmY/nKQ-a2lpeGI/s1600/Remember+the+Alamo+001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/TTtHmsCe9MI/AAAAAAAAAmY/nKQ-a2lpeGI/s320/Remember+the+Alamo+001.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Meet Benoit Gillier!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Natalie brought this lovely ceramic she made for me to math class yesterday. I am in love. She and I spent the entire class trying to figure out a name that would fit a round face French ceramic. We started throwing names out at random, but we got nowhere with that so decided to get a bit more organized. We then wrote down every French film we'd ever seen and listed their character names. Names like Porthos, Aramis, Quasimodo, Jean Val Jean, and Edmund Dantes just didn't seem to fit though. We finally gave in and resorted to the internet in search of French names. Benoit Gillier was the final result, and we are both quite happy with it. And we didn't have to listen to a math lecture to boot!&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/8373542689776391283-3522723166144283295?l=justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/feeds/3522723166144283295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8373542689776391283&amp;postID=3522723166144283295&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373542689776391283/posts/default/3522723166144283295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373542689776391283/posts/default/3522723166144283295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/2011/01/oh-love.html' title='Oh Love'/><author><name>Allisun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12682491734650717416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SxRVE7B9_gI/AAAAAAAAAXY/f9H3qS5seAw/S220/thanksgiving+and+what+not+105.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/TTtHmsCe9MI/AAAAAAAAAmY/nKQ-a2lpeGI/s72-c/Remember+the+Alamo+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8373542689776391283.post-7405580945472677743</id><published>2011-01-15T10:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-15T10:16:35.865-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hiking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Familia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Halloween'/><title type='text'>Dropped Off A Cliff</title><content type='html'>I have been oh so busy of late. Hhmm maybe that was a lie. And heres another lie. My new years resolutions included more blogging. HA. Momacita made some sort of promise about getting me a blog book??? I think this was an incentive to blog more since I don't live at home and she knows nothing about my life. False.&lt;br /&gt;Any way these are a few things that have happened in the life of Allisun over the past while...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/TTHiATzbZEI/AAAAAAAAAmI/Hh8vNsMD3eg/s1600/Remember+the+Alamo+396.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/TTHiATzbZEI/AAAAAAAAAmI/Hh8vNsMD3eg/s400/Remember+the+Alamo+396.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;For Halloween Dallin was Clark Gable and I was a Trekkie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/TTHisATFYJI/AAAAAAAAAmM/_ZOMEJ8Nmjw/s1600/Remember+the+Alamo+408.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/TTHisATFYJI/AAAAAAAAAmM/_ZOMEJ8Nmjw/s400/Remember+the+Alamo+408.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My crazy familia decided we would hike this peak AgAiN! Some tears were shed. Many stickers were found in socks. I may or may not have fallen more than anyone else. Was it worth it you ask?..Well thats still under debate. I Kid! We Loved It&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/TTHjKAW4gBI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/Z_oBjtzUF_Q/s1600/Remember+the+Alamo+406.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/TTHjKAW4gBI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/Z_oBjtzUF_Q/s400/Remember+the+Alamo+406.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The tennis team became professional orange slicers and&amp;nbsp;pretzel&amp;nbsp;preparers as we manned an aid station for the Tour De Safford&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/TTHjXzPEvJI/AAAAAAAAAmU/d2-Y5NmRNFI/s1600/Pine+Family.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/TTHjXzPEvJI/AAAAAAAAAmU/d2-Y5NmRNFI/s400/Pine+Family.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Is this the Biggs familia taking a picture in the invisible snow? Why yes, yes it is. And yes both Mary and I are wearing flip flops. We both still agree that was the smartest shoe option for wet snow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/8373542689776391283-7405580945472677743?l=justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/feeds/7405580945472677743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8373542689776391283&amp;postID=7405580945472677743&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373542689776391283/posts/default/7405580945472677743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373542689776391283/posts/default/7405580945472677743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/2011/01/dropped-off-cliff.html' title='Dropped Off A Cliff'/><author><name>Allisun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12682491734650717416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SxRVE7B9_gI/AAAAAAAAAXY/f9H3qS5seAw/S220/thanksgiving+and+what+not+105.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/TTHiATzbZEI/AAAAAAAAAmI/Hh8vNsMD3eg/s72-c/Remember+the+Alamo+396.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8373542689776391283.post-2286558111916206530</id><published>2010-11-17T15:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-17T15:18:42.333-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting in the Spirit of Things</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Thanksgiving is fast approaching, and there is a lot of stuff I want to give thanks for....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;(1)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/TORfvXDY2AI/AAAAAAAAAlw/2-i1l-3XL30/s1600/just+a+bit+of+sillyness+016.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/TORfvXDY2AI/AAAAAAAAAlw/2-i1l-3XL30/s400/just+a+bit+of+sillyness+016.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;When I see this on my caller ID I know I am about to&amp;nbsp;receive&amp;nbsp;a call from China! AKA Tessa&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;(2)&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/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/TORgkMtaEQI/AAAAAAAAAl0/wnjKeVQaryw/s1600/familia+phots+062.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/TORgkMtaEQI/AAAAAAAAAl0/wnjKeVQaryw/s400/familia+phots+062.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Even though we all mutter under our breaths the entire time, I'm always happy AFTERWARD that we took familia photos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;(3)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Playing ultimate&amp;nbsp;Frisbee&amp;nbsp;for tennis practice. I just love it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;(4)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;When my Momacita comes and speaks at Enrichment for me!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;(5)&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/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/TORiZl8rBzI/AAAAAAAAAl4/CNocQ6_pde0/s1600/halloween+weekend+001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/TORiZl8rBzI/AAAAAAAAAl4/CNocQ6_pde0/s400/halloween+weekend+001.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Star Trek and M&amp;amp;Ms. Perfect combination&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Done and done. Thank goodness its almost Thanksgiving!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;\&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&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/8373542689776391283-2286558111916206530?l=justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/feeds/2286558111916206530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8373542689776391283&amp;postID=2286558111916206530&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373542689776391283/posts/default/2286558111916206530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373542689776391283/posts/default/2286558111916206530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/2010/11/getting-in-spirit-of-things.html' title='Getting in the Spirit of Things'/><author><name>Allisun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12682491734650717416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SxRVE7B9_gI/AAAAAAAAAXY/f9H3qS5seAw/S220/thanksgiving+and+what+not+105.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/TORfvXDY2AI/AAAAAAAAAlw/2-i1l-3XL30/s72-c/just+a+bit+of+sillyness+016.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8373542689776391283.post-5240631611951428243</id><published>2010-11-08T21:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-08T21:02:31.999-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Breakfast'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pet Peeves'/><title type='text'>Such Great Heights</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I have a few pet peeves in my life. I try and limit myself to only a few so as to avoid becoming a&amp;nbsp;crotchety&amp;nbsp;old miser who no one enjoys, but &amp;nbsp;sometimes I can't help my self. A new pet peeve of mine has surfaced...."I just needed a change."....I hate that phrase. It makes me feel like the person using said phrase is trying so earnestly to appear deep and contemplative. And of course they can't expound on the situation because they are too busy deeply contemplating.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Well guess what world. I just turned 20. This means I am all grown up and mature. I think for breakfast I will no longer eat cocoa puffs. Why you ask? I just need a change. Yep thats right its oatmeal with only one spoonful of brown sugar for me. Don't ask me for an explanation. It just has to happen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8373542689776391283-5240631611951428243?l=justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/feeds/5240631611951428243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8373542689776391283&amp;postID=5240631611951428243&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373542689776391283/posts/default/5240631611951428243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373542689776391283/posts/default/5240631611951428243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/2010/11/such-great-heights.html' title='Such Great Heights'/><author><name>Allisun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12682491734650717416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SxRVE7B9_gI/AAAAAAAAAXY/f9H3qS5seAw/S220/thanksgiving+and+what+not+105.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8373542689776391283.post-1604999792301856422</id><published>2010-10-20T20:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T20:24:25.941-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Running Marathons La Familia Mary Momacita Pappa Professor Flitwick'/><title type='text'>The Joys and Trials of a Marathon Trainee</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I have recently begun training for a marathon. Why you ask? Because I feel like it, and because I am a fool. A couple weeks in and I already have some funny stories to tell. Who knew running could be so non-boring?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;For starters I think I become slightly delusional while running.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/TL-mRdQAZ6I/AAAAAAAAAlg/TLccgcCXBXU/s1600/just+a+bit+of+sillyness+014.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/TL-mRdQAZ6I/AAAAAAAAAlg/TLccgcCXBXU/s400/just+a+bit+of+sillyness+014.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I may or may not have thought this said &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lord Voldermort's Pit&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;for the longest time. But honestly who can blame me? Its 5:30 am, I am running, and it would be way cooler if it said Lord Voldermort's Pit anyway!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I have two constant running companions. They are my mini blue ipod (really la momacita's on loan, thanks mom!) and Professor Flitwick. This is the name I have lovingly bestowed on my pedometer. I love him even though he cheats me out about .2 miles ALL the time. I checked. No judgement from my way though.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/TL-ngdq_tbI/AAAAAAAAAlk/FQj4OX_679Y/s1600/just+a+bit+of+sillyness+017.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/TL-ngdq_tbI/AAAAAAAAAlk/FQj4OX_679Y/s400/just+a+bit+of+sillyness+017.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Here Professor Flitwick is marking my longest consecutive run to date. Only about 20 more miles and I'm good to go!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Last Saturday was my alloted day to run &amp;nbsp;6 miles. I excitedly began plotting a course in my mind which I thought would come to 6 miles. Mary's house, I thought. Mary's house will surely be far enough. I'll run there early in the A.M. while its still cool and then she can feed me breakfast and drive me back home! What a good idea Allisun. So Saturday morning came and I actually woke up at 5 am, two hours earlier then I had planned, but hey who am I to hinder enthusiasm. So off I ran. Even though I encountered a few hills and more then a few old men on bikes training for an upcoming&amp;nbsp;triathlon, I was feeling good. I got to Casa de Mary and Tyson, excitedly pulling out the pedometer to check my progress. 3 MILES! Heck to the No Way! I was a little upset at the&amp;nbsp;apparent&amp;nbsp;proximity between mine and Mary's homes. None the less I was still going to stop by and say hello. I mean I had run all that way, and besides I had to pee like a pregnant woman. I began searching for spare keys or open windows, but apparantly these peeps are on top of things like that because there was no obvious means of entry that I could fine. Finally I began hearing the sweet sounds of little ninas giggling in the family room! I promptly knocked on the door, where a very confused slash tired Mary found my sicknast sweaty self. It sure is a good thing too, the house doing a yard sale across the road were starting to give me weird looks. It wasn't that early sheesh. I promptly begged the use of her facilities. I then continued on to sweatily hug all the little cousins having a sleep over, covet the muffins Mary had begun making, waved a good morning to her lovah Tyson, and off I was again. The run home felt ten times shorter, praise be! Lucky for me I have familia who are cool, and willing to put up with my weird antics.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;This morning I woke up late so I had to do my run this evening instead. No biggie I thought, I'll just wait until night so its cool again. Big mistake. I cannot wait until I find a lovah of my own. He will love me, and I will take advantage of him, and make him run at night time with me so I don't have to freak out and run really fast when creepers follow me. That'll be so cool!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I would like to now make a shout out to the Deadbirdonthesideoftheroad. Thanks for always being there for me little birdie. You never cease to make me queasy as I run past.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Oh you would like to see what a fool I look like after I'm done running? Ok then I will comply.&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/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/TL-sQKE2L5I/AAAAAAAAAlo/fF1iRE4e7z8/s1600/just+a+bit+of+sillyness+018.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/TL-sQKE2L5I/AAAAAAAAAlo/fF1iRE4e7z8/s400/just+a+bit+of+sillyness+018.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Hot stuff let me tell you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/TL-t-f0QnGI/AAAAAAAAAls/Plpkogwft_8/s1600/just+a+bit+of+sillyness+021.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/TL-t-f0QnGI/AAAAAAAAAls/Plpkogwft_8/s400/just+a+bit+of+sillyness+021.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Yes well remember when we talked about not judging earlier? &lt;i&gt;Kthnxbye&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Sometimes whilst running I get quite bored. (Even with my awesome playlist selections). At times like these I begin singing aloud to my self. I'll even make up songs on occasion. Todays melody went as follows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;*Please read in a sing song voice&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I hate running but thats ok cuz I'm almost done&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;running really sucks, especially at night when its crazy windy but I don't mind because I'm nearly done&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;That stupid dead bird is still there. Ahh who cares I'm almost done!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;These people driving by probably think I'm a fool because I'm running so slow, but who the heck cares? I'm almost done&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Just around the corner I will see my casa and that'll be my favorite&amp;nbsp;because&amp;nbsp;then I'm REALLY almost done&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I'm super out of breath and it really hurts to sing, but I don't mind. I'm almost done&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;There's Thatcher Elementary. Man I'm so close, don't stop running now Allisun. Your almost done!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I reeeally hope my key didn't fall out of my bra cuz then I'd have to run a whole lot more looking for it, and that would stink cuz now I'm seriously ALMOST DONE!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I really truly hope there was no one on the side of the road I didn't see because I may have been singing this song &amp;nbsp;of mine kind of loud.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;The other day my dad tried to give me a piece of encouragement. He told me my plan of action for training should go something like this..."Run, and then run some more, and then when you get tired, keep running!" Thanks Pappa. Those were deep words right there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8373542689776391283-1604999792301856422?l=justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/feeds/1604999792301856422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8373542689776391283&amp;postID=1604999792301856422&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373542689776391283/posts/default/1604999792301856422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373542689776391283/posts/default/1604999792301856422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/2010/10/joys-and-trials-of-marathon-trainee.html' title='The Joys and Trials of a Marathon Trainee'/><author><name>Allisun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12682491734650717416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SxRVE7B9_gI/AAAAAAAAAXY/f9H3qS5seAw/S220/thanksgiving+and+what+not+105.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/TL-mRdQAZ6I/AAAAAAAAAlg/TLccgcCXBXU/s72-c/just+a+bit+of+sillyness+014.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8373542689776391283.post-3047668017343588498</id><published>2010-10-01T12:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-01T12:44:18.510-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Let the October Festivities Begin!</title><content type='html'>October is such a lovely month. I do believe it is one of my favorites. Here are few things coming up in my October...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~The Pumpkin Patch/Fair Weekend. This is an October staple and will not be&amp;nbsp;forgotten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~The Great Pumpkin Charlie Brown. No explanation needed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Halloween! Favorite holiday ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And oh so much more. Just wait and see!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8373542689776391283-3047668017343588498?l=justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/feeds/3047668017343588498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8373542689776391283&amp;postID=3047668017343588498&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373542689776391283/posts/default/3047668017343588498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373542689776391283/posts/default/3047668017343588498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/2010/10/let-october-festivities-begin.html' title='Let the October Festivities Begin!'/><author><name>Allisun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12682491734650717416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SxRVE7B9_gI/AAAAAAAAAXY/f9H3qS5seAw/S220/thanksgiving+and+what+not+105.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8373542689776391283.post-3059145002723608969</id><published>2010-09-30T11:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-30T11:30:02.322-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lake'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Familia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ninos'/><title type='text'>Who Knew the Lake was so Cool?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I got my first "Lake Experience" this past&amp;nbsp;labor&amp;nbsp;day. My family has never been the boating slash fishing type, and since water in general is in short supply around this lovely state, we never had reason to ever find some. And like all things&amp;nbsp;apparently cool, if I haven't done it, then I just assume its overrated. I was wrong! Consider me rebuked. My lake savvy uncles brought all their gear out to&amp;nbsp;Roosevelt&amp;nbsp;Lake, and we made a day of it. I am now a fan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/TKTS-WgxQnI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/ekO-0rZ-OQU/s1600/September+2010+057+(1).jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/TKTS-WgxQnI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/ekO-0rZ-OQU/s400/September+2010+057+(1).jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;All the girlies getting ready for our lake adventure&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/TKTTaMvy6qI/AAAAAAAAAlU/oIk9aCW4A08/s1600/September+2010+061.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/TKTTaMvy6qI/AAAAAAAAAlU/oIk9aCW4A08/s400/September+2010+061.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Dallin and I are jet ski ninjas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/TKTUSVMDHQI/AAAAAAAAAlY/H6xWHERQR1c/s1600/September+2010+048.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/TKTUSVMDHQI/AAAAAAAAAlY/H6xWHERQR1c/s400/September+2010+048.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Lindsay-"Oh look a bug. Dive!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Carson- "Silly Lindsay, mom told us bugs are not for little ninos."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/TKTVKWWsBpI/AAAAAAAAAlc/-DAEKoORWTg/s1600/September+2010+080.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/TKTVKWWsBpI/AAAAAAAAAlc/-DAEKoORWTg/s400/September+2010+080.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Breanna-"The lake is SOOO cool! I think I'll squish my face next to Allisun's, that'll be a fun game!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8373542689776391283-3059145002723608969?l=justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/feeds/3059145002723608969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8373542689776391283&amp;postID=3059145002723608969&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373542689776391283/posts/default/3059145002723608969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373542689776391283/posts/default/3059145002723608969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/2010/09/who-knew-lake-was-so-cool.html' title='Who Knew the Lake was so Cool?'/><author><name>Allisun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12682491734650717416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SxRVE7B9_gI/AAAAAAAAAXY/f9H3qS5seAw/S220/thanksgiving+and+what+not+105.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/TKTS-WgxQnI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/ekO-0rZ-OQU/s72-c/September+2010+057+(1).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8373542689776391283.post-878682573422200034</id><published>2010-09-26T11:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-26T11:50:21.716-07:00</updated><title type='text'>On A Sunday</title><content type='html'>My Sundays in Maine were far different from my usual Sunday routine, and I loved them for that...&lt;br /&gt;My first month in Maine I wasn't able to go to church at all, and that was really hard for me. It was treated like a normal work day, and so I would just try and read my scriptures more than usual, and treat the day special in my heart. After a few weeks, I was really struggling and knew that I was dragging so much because I hadn't been able to go to church in so long. I had been working really hard all the while leading up to that point, and I think between that and the Lord watching over me so carefully, I was able to be set up for some hard core blessings.&lt;br /&gt;I asked my boss(one of many that I had to go through) If I could give up my day off so that I could take a couple hours off on Sunday morning to go to church, just that one time. I knew that request was a long shot because of so many factors, but to my surprise, she was completely willing and so was every other boss that I needed permission from. Not only that but I didn't even need to give up my day off, just the night before.&lt;br /&gt;I truly am amazed how well everything fell into place from that point on. There are so many things that could have gone wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;(1) I had no form of transportation...Solution...Kevin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/TJ-PmwDgSTI/AAAAAAAAAk8/aopyTAlw7lg/s1600/20100624-SKY-7731.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/TJ-PmwDgSTI/AAAAAAAAAk8/aopyTAlw7lg/s320/20100624-SKY-7731.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This guy didn't lend his car out to just anyone, but every Sunday morning he would hand over his keys and let me commandeer his vehicle.&lt;br /&gt;(2) I'm pretty sure there are only 3 church buildings in the whole state of Maine...Solution...Waterville&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/TJ-QoW-BCeI/AAAAAAAAAlA/WbypVkS2EAw/s1600/Maine+Baybay!+278.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/TJ-QoW-BCeI/AAAAAAAAAlA/WbypVkS2EAw/s320/Maine+Baybay!+278.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Of those 3 church buildings, there was one in Waterville, about 15 minutes away from me.&lt;br /&gt;(3) A lot of peeps to answer to...Solution...Great Staff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/TJ-RVSo2K2I/AAAAAAAAAlE/AiX-KEx5YDk/s1600/20100619-SKY-4442.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/TJ-RVSo2K2I/AAAAAAAAAlE/AiX-KEx5YDk/s320/20100619-SKY-4442.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/TJ-RyCK8I2I/AAAAAAAAAlI/I6coJzy2ISU/s1600/Maine+Baybay!+109.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/TJ-RyCK8I2I/AAAAAAAAAlI/I6coJzy2ISU/s320/Maine+Baybay!+109.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;There was a lot of generous staff, who were so kind and willing to work with me so that I could make my Sunday visits happen, and I really appreciate them.&lt;br /&gt;That first Sacrament meeting in the Waterville Ward will forever and always be my favorite. I was amazed at how at home I felt. The spirit was so strong, the people were so kind, and the talks given were exactly what I needed to hear. I just soaked up every minute of it, and felt so so blessed to be a member of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints. Through out the meeting that day, I would tear up at random moments, and felt so excited to sing the hymns I knew so well, with my new found family. On the drive home, I felt so at peace, and the scenery was always breathtaking. Nothing can beat the scenery of a Maine summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/TJ-UIps4xrI/AAAAAAAAAlM/R6e_naeib4A/s1600/Maine+Baybay!+282.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/TJ-UIps4xrI/AAAAAAAAAlM/R6e_naeib4A/s320/Maine+Baybay!+282.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I came home that first Sunday completely renewed and enthusiastic. Everyone wondered what &amp;nbsp;had happened to me. Needless to say I had to keep going back, and luckily I was able to each Sunday for the rest of the summer. Before I would leave, and after I came back each time my friends Kate, and Dave would each ask me if I has prayed for them while I was there. I enthusiastically told them I had, and that I didn't even need to be at church to pray for those special people! This summer experience has really made me appreciate the blessings in my life, and has given me a renewed belief that the Savior does look out for, and care for his children. I know it was through him any of this was possible at all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&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/8373542689776391283-878682573422200034?l=justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/feeds/878682573422200034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8373542689776391283&amp;postID=878682573422200034&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373542689776391283/posts/default/878682573422200034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373542689776391283/posts/default/878682573422200034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/2010/09/on-sunday.html' title='On A Sunday'/><author><name>Allisun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12682491734650717416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SxRVE7B9_gI/AAAAAAAAAXY/f9H3qS5seAw/S220/thanksgiving+and+what+not+105.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/TJ-PmwDgSTI/AAAAAAAAAk8/aopyTAlw7lg/s72-c/20100624-SKY-7731.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8373542689776391283.post-387399274974928616</id><published>2010-09-22T21:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T21:46:32.615-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Grand Adventures of Environmental Biology...Part 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Have you ever built an erosion dam? Have you ever had a documentary created about it? Have you ever nearly&amp;nbsp;received&amp;nbsp;a concussion on the bus ride home from building your erosion dam?....Well I have done all of these things fools! HA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;For our&amp;nbsp;Tuesday&amp;nbsp;field trip we first learned all about the&amp;nbsp;usefulness, need, and general splendor of an erosion dam. Pretty intense stuff. The entire class then piled into vans to venture out to the great San Simon River to view one of our very own erosion dams. After driving all the way out to Solomon, we then began our trek to the complete other side of town; Fry Mesa, so that we might try our hand at environmental-ness.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I thought sleep might be a good idea, but&amp;nbsp;apparently&amp;nbsp;Jessica and I sat next to epic entertainers because Cowboy Caleb and Mitch had us rolling with laughter all the while. We witnessed an intense magic show, with the leading trick going something like this...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Cowboy Caleb- "Hey Allison, do you wanna see this pencil disappear? Huh? Huh?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Me- "Yes Caleb, please!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Cowboy Caleb- (wiggling the pencil around and then tossing it over his head) "There Its Gone!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Wow&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Jessica and I even got our own personal concert with songs such as "Lord Its Hard to be Humble" (cowboy style) or "Does Yo Chain Hang Low?" (cowboy/gangsta style)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;These boys are fools but I love them.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;When we finally got to build our dam, it turns out all we did was build a big rock wall in some random wash in the desert. We really are making a difference here folks don't worry.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;While all this was going down, one lady in our class had her video camera busted out, creating her very own documentary because obviously this stuff is worth watching slash reading about. Personally I think she did this just so she didn't have to move builders and rocks around, but thats just me. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;On the way home we discovered that Mr.&amp;nbsp;McCarthy&amp;nbsp;is&amp;nbsp;in fact&amp;nbsp;a retired Nascar driver because he took our huge vans on the very&amp;nbsp;UNpaved&amp;nbsp;roads of Fry Mesa like a champ. We were bouncing all over the back seats. I may or may not have hit my head on the roof a few times. I dunno? But I do know that I was laughing that entire field trip! If your jealous of me because your not in this class, I understand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8373542689776391283-387399274974928616?l=justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/feeds/387399274974928616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8373542689776391283&amp;postID=387399274974928616&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373542689776391283/posts/default/387399274974928616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373542689776391283/posts/default/387399274974928616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/2010/09/grand-adventures-of-environmental.html' title='The Grand Adventures of Environmental Biology...Part 1'/><author><name>Allisun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12682491734650717416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SxRVE7B9_gI/AAAAAAAAAXY/f9H3qS5seAw/S220/thanksgiving+and+what+not+105.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8373542689776391283.post-438516116373143989</id><published>2010-09-21T19:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-21T19:43:52.415-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lately</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Sometimes we find Lindsay "hangin around". Thats just how she roles peeps.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/TJlqSh-X73I/AAAAAAAAAkE/N_bqFUXeiQw/s1600/fallishness+011.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/TJlqSh-X73I/AAAAAAAAAkE/N_bqFUXeiQw/s400/fallishness+011.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;All of a sudden my sibs have become soccer ninjas? Location of these skilz = unknown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/TJlqlEn5gdI/AAAAAAAAAkM/jN1LCC8fEZQ/s1600/fallishness+019.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/TJlqlEn5gdI/AAAAAAAAAkM/jN1LCC8fEZQ/s400/fallishness+019.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Silly Dada likes to change notes and steal brownies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/TJlq-Eer8SI/AAAAAAAAAkU/ThnBWpxBTv4/s1600/fallishness+023.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/TJlq-Eer8SI/AAAAAAAAAkU/ThnBWpxBTv4/s400/fallishness+023.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The roomies and I heart my Momacita's waffles. Yum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/TJlrMGXlVFI/AAAAAAAAAkc/JpWo-MgYySk/s1600/fallishness+024.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/TJlrMGXlVFI/AAAAAAAAAkc/JpWo-MgYySk/s400/fallishness+024.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;El Grito is a big deal for us border Mexico schools. When looking at this picture, if you are rendered speechless, AWESOME would be the word you were looking for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/TJlrkip_rrI/AAAAAAAAAkk/Sy2yjtu2DyA/s1600/fallishness+032.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/TJlrkip_rrI/AAAAAAAAAkk/Sy2yjtu2DyA/s400/fallishness+032.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This picture slays me. I have never enjoyed looking at myself so very much! Once more, if when looking at this picture, you are rendered speechless, AWESOME-ER is the word you were looking for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/TJlrrybaEjI/AAAAAAAAAks/I5_dxUemIII/s1600/El+nino.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/TJlrrybaEjI/AAAAAAAAAks/I5_dxUemIII/s400/El+nino.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8373542689776391283-438516116373143989?l=justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/feeds/438516116373143989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8373542689776391283&amp;postID=438516116373143989&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373542689776391283/posts/default/438516116373143989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373542689776391283/posts/default/438516116373143989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/2010/09/lately.html' title='Lately'/><author><name>Allisun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12682491734650717416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SxRVE7B9_gI/AAAAAAAAAXY/f9H3qS5seAw/S220/thanksgiving+and+what+not+105.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/TJlqSh-X73I/AAAAAAAAAkE/N_bqFUXeiQw/s72-c/fallishness+011.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8373542689776391283.post-2727455052380282407</id><published>2010-09-20T22:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-20T22:04:49.216-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fresh Out of Motivation</title><content type='html'>I have a paper due tomorrow on ancient Rome, and I am just not feelin it folks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/TJg8k4wHXDI/AAAAAAAAAj8/Y5R9tLWusdU/s1600/All+roads+lead+to+Rome.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="317" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/TJg8k4wHXDI/AAAAAAAAAj8/Y5R9tLWusdU/s320/All+roads+lead+to+Rome.gif" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;WHO WANTS TO DO IT FOR ME?!?!?!? You will be reimbursed in hugs, kisses, and otter pops. Also this may not be the wisest thing to admit, but I feel quite witty for getting the joke in this cartoon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8373542689776391283-2727455052380282407?l=justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/feeds/2727455052380282407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8373542689776391283&amp;postID=2727455052380282407&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373542689776391283/posts/default/2727455052380282407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373542689776391283/posts/default/2727455052380282407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/2010/09/fresh-out-of-motivation.html' title='Fresh Out of Motivation'/><author><name>Allisun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12682491734650717416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SxRVE7B9_gI/AAAAAAAAAXY/f9H3qS5seAw/S220/thanksgiving+and+what+not+105.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/TJg8k4wHXDI/AAAAAAAAAj8/Y5R9tLWusdU/s72-c/All+roads+lead+to+Rome.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8373542689776391283.post-1218672939198830558</id><published>2010-09-20T09:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-20T09:46:09.326-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The woes of psychology class</title><content type='html'>I am currently taking a&amp;nbsp;Psychology&amp;nbsp;class at 8 in the am. I guess this shouldn't surprise me considering the subject, but my teacher is CrAzY. Oh your not sure of the definition of crazy? I'll tell you&lt;br /&gt;CRAZY = One who locks the door on her students at 8am Sharp, and does not allow them into class beyond that point. One who drinks&amp;nbsp;excessive&amp;nbsp;amounts of coffee and plays ACDC in class. Or possibly one who wears tight fitting formal wear and a&amp;nbsp;camouflage&amp;nbsp;backpack.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe its just me, but every day I walk out of that class thinking, "Hhmm?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~In other news I am still on the job hunt. I feel like a bit of fool, I didn't realize I was this un-hire-able &amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~I finished my Environmental Bio research paper on El Nino!...A Day Early!....Call me an over&amp;nbsp;achiever. For a full summary of said paper please see this link&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AEoHz56jWGY"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AEoHz56jWGY&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~I have just recently realized just how much of a difference in height there really is between my roommates and I... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/TJePSU5TqeI/AAAAAAAAAj0/3VnOACv3EY4/s1600/fallishness+028.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/TJePSU5TqeI/AAAAAAAAAj0/3VnOACv3EY4/s400/fallishness+028.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; (Playing Just Dance. This game is better than whipped cream with sprinkles!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8373542689776391283-1218672939198830558?l=justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/feeds/1218672939198830558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8373542689776391283&amp;postID=1218672939198830558&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373542689776391283/posts/default/1218672939198830558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373542689776391283/posts/default/1218672939198830558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/2010/09/woes-of-psychology-class.html' title='The woes of psychology class'/><author><name>Allisun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12682491734650717416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SxRVE7B9_gI/AAAAAAAAAXY/f9H3qS5seAw/S220/thanksgiving+and+what+not+105.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/TJePSU5TqeI/AAAAAAAAAj0/3VnOACv3EY4/s72-c/fallishness+028.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8373542689776391283.post-9098357791783690796</id><published>2010-09-12T18:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-12T18:46:39.555-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Boston, Logan Airport = Ninja-ed</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Over the course of the summer, I spent a lot of time in the Boston, Logan Airport. It is a rather confusing spot if I do say so my self. We were responsible for picking/dropping of campers in a whole range of locations, and I got sent to Boston every time. I was quite ok with this once I got the hang of that place. If anyone ever goes there and feels lost, CALL ME! I will ninja you through it, I promise. Needless to say a lot of fun adventures went down so I thought I'd share a few...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;First I'll explain the routine for picking little campers up. We'd bring a camp van full of staff and then all set up for a long day in the airport. All the different counselors would have a list of the kids they were responsible for and the flights they were on. We would all go our&amp;nbsp;separate&amp;nbsp;ways and gather all our little ninos. This was always an adventure. Especially when we were supposed to go through security to pick up the little unaccompanied miners, and the airport would not less through! Argh. Then once we gathered each of the kids from that specific flight, we would bring them to Joey who always sat in terminal E and took care of all the kids we'd drop off while we went to get more.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Once we had all the kids coming into the airport that day, we would load them all into a charter bus. (Think sheep herding at this point). Most of the time the kids were international, and would try and pretend like they couldn't speak English or understand what we were saying. That was really thoughtful of those little trilingual chillens. On the way home to Belgrade we would get&amp;nbsp;McDonald's&amp;nbsp;for the kiddies so that they could have a proper American greeting.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Dropping campers off was a similar story, except this time we usually always did go through security to drop them off at their gates.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;One camper, who sadly I will never forget was named Mark. He sucked all happiness out of me. As we were wandering from terminal E to A to get him on his flight, he complained about his poor back the whole way so I ended up carrying both his bags. I'm fairly sure the man who checked us in was on his first day of work, cuz it took FoEva! Finally we made it through security and found Mark's gate. The little nerd tried to tip me. And he did it in the most stuck up, "here slave" manner. Uhuh. He had to wait 4 hours for his flight. Ha Sucka!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Another time I was going down an escalator with two other campers and straight ahead of us was a barber shop with none other than Matt(another counselor) in there getting his hair cut! hahaha We were dieing laughing.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;The days we dropped the kids off were&amp;nbsp;definitely&amp;nbsp;the saddest. All the first session kids were jam packed into the international terminal, luggage was sprawled everywhere, people were crying,&amp;nbsp;Spanish&amp;nbsp;was flying hither and thither, and everyone was so sad to say good bye. I had such a hard time seeing those kids leave, they were all so funny!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;When it was time for me to come home, I flew out of that airport too, and it was so nostalgic. I was sitting alone for about 5 hours, remembering all the crazy times we'd spent there. Many great memories were had, thats for sure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8373542689776391283-9098357791783690796?l=justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/feeds/9098357791783690796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8373542689776391283&amp;postID=9098357791783690796&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373542689776391283/posts/default/9098357791783690796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373542689776391283/posts/default/9098357791783690796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/2010/09/boston-logan-airport-ninja-ed.html' title='Boston, Logan Airport = Ninja-ed'/><author><name>Allisun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12682491734650717416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SxRVE7B9_gI/AAAAAAAAAXY/f9H3qS5seAw/S220/thanksgiving+and+what+not+105.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8373542689776391283.post-5276732618670998567</id><published>2010-09-09T22:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-09T22:43:52.556-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dancing Fools!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/TInB4mjoeII/AAAAAAAAAjc/UoTcBBxSGxU/s1600/Rocky+Point+June+2009+%26+Misc+141.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/TInB4mjoeII/AAAAAAAAAjc/UoTcBBxSGxU/s400/Rocky+Point+June+2009+%26+Misc+141.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Dallin and I are what you could refer to as fans of dancing. Swinging, Cumbia, Crazy Spaz dancing, you name it we'll do it!..Doesn't mean we're all to skilled, we just have a grand ole time with it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/TInCN8iw31I/AAAAAAAAAjk/-lRZELMmjVk/s1600/Rocky+Point+June+2009+%26+Misc+140.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/TInCN8iw31I/AAAAAAAAAjk/-lRZELMmjVk/s400/Rocky+Point+June+2009+%26+Misc+140.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Sometimes its a little awkward because Dallins a little tall and I'm slightly short. No biggie though, we're ninjas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/TInDMapKC2I/AAAAAAAAAjs/DaaRuB53Jp4/s1600/Rocky+Point+June+2009+%26+Misc+168.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/TInDMapKC2I/AAAAAAAAAjs/DaaRuB53Jp4/s400/Rocky+Point+June+2009+%26+Misc+168.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And this folks is what it looks like when the whole Evans Familia starts to dance...We're&amp;nbsp;professionals.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Just recently they started having Cumbia dance classes at the institute. Dallin and I of course had to check out this thing of awesomeness. Its full of Mexican music, Mexican dancing, and Mexican peeps! Lets just call it heaven. One of the guys teaching kept coming up to Dallin and I and getting mad at us, "No you are doing it wrong! Move your hips, you have to be more sexy!"...Um Ite! Maybe we didn't look all that legit, but just give us some time. Soon we'll be moving our hips like legit little cumbia dancers!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8373542689776391283-5276732618670998567?l=justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/feeds/5276732618670998567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8373542689776391283&amp;postID=5276732618670998567&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373542689776391283/posts/default/5276732618670998567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373542689776391283/posts/default/5276732618670998567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/2010/09/dancing-fools.html' title='Dancing Fools!'/><author><name>Allisun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12682491734650717416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SxRVE7B9_gI/AAAAAAAAAXY/f9H3qS5seAw/S220/thanksgiving+and+what+not+105.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/TInB4mjoeII/AAAAAAAAAjc/UoTcBBxSGxU/s72-c/Rocky+Point+June+2009+%26+Misc+141.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8373542689776391283.post-851637857469915152</id><published>2010-09-09T16:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-09T16:56:48.403-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gratefulness'/><title type='text'>I'm Grateful For</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/TIlw87ub7uI/AAAAAAAAAi8/9Yybaee_o7M/s1600/Maine+Baybay!+006.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/TIlw87ub7uI/AAAAAAAAAi8/9Yybaee_o7M/s400/Maine+Baybay!+006.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Ridiculous magnets bring great joy obviously&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/TIlxweAhePI/AAAAAAAAAjE/fF6eAE9ly-4/s1600/Maine+Baybay!+236.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/TIlxweAhePI/AAAAAAAAAjE/fF6eAE9ly-4/s400/Maine+Baybay!+236.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I heart colorful posters campers make for me! Even if they do translate to something mean&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/TIlyKICGE8I/AAAAAAAAAjM/NZIQMQ3qHMY/s1600/oh+lindsay.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/TIlyKICGE8I/AAAAAAAAAjM/NZIQMQ3qHMY/s400/oh+lindsay.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; Caprisuns are the most tasty when you have chocolate cake all over your face. Everyone knows this&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/TIlzNpD3o4I/AAAAAAAAAjU/oschXF18Lzw/s1600/us!.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/TIlzNpD3o4I/AAAAAAAAAjU/oschXF18Lzw/s400/us!.jpg" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Also I'm grateful for my familia! I love our random movie quote sessions, Friday night parties, and Dungeons and Dragons games&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8373542689776391283-851637857469915152?l=justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/feeds/851637857469915152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8373542689776391283&amp;postID=851637857469915152&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373542689776391283/posts/default/851637857469915152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373542689776391283/posts/default/851637857469915152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/2010/09/im-grateful-for.html' title='I&apos;m Grateful For'/><author><name>Allisun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12682491734650717416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SxRVE7B9_gI/AAAAAAAAAXY/f9H3qS5seAw/S220/thanksgiving+and+what+not+105.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/TIlw87ub7uI/AAAAAAAAAi8/9Yybaee_o7M/s72-c/Maine+Baybay!+006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8373542689776391283.post-2805046591279848734</id><published>2010-09-03T16:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-03T16:35:27.326-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Worst Experience Eva!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/TIGGIUAKF6I/AAAAAAAAAis/ZZWofLuJSDE/s1600/Maine+Baybay!+332.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/TIGGIUAKF6I/AAAAAAAAAis/ZZWofLuJSDE/s320/Maine+Baybay!+332.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512834896244643746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok let me just set the stage for you. Each day at camp we had shower hour at 5 P.M. This was a good and necessary thing because between a ton of little kids, sports all day long, and killer humidity, showering turned from an option into a must.....&lt;div&gt; One day the power went out right before shower hour and knocked out the hot water heater. I was the only counselor in the cabin at the time, and Mary Claire and I were the only two peeps brave enough to put up with a little cold water. So we both get all ready, and jump into our two shower stalls. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At first its ReAlLy cold, and I just kept thinking "ya you'll get adjusted to it Allisun, no biggie." So Marie Claire and I are on opposite ends of the bathroom just squirming and screaming because its SOOO cold. At this point Sophie came in and told us to start singing as loud as we possibly could because that would make us feel warmer. We both start trying to sing, but our vocal cords were pretty frozen up at this point so there wasn't too much noise coming out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wanted to give up and jump out SO badly! Marie Claire was a bit smarter than me, and gave up about 2 minutes in. Unfortunately for me, I was a complete soapsud at that point, so there was no giving up for me. I NEVER got one bit adjusted to that water. I swear it was a newly thawed ice berg. I finally washed off all the soap, wrapped myself in towel, and started inching (think frozen penguin), back to get dressed. I was shaking like crazy, my lips were blue, and I could barely speak at that point. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In walks Khloe and Kayla(the other counselors). They had just turned on the hot water heater, and continued on to take nice warm showers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm still bitter about that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8373542689776391283-2805046591279848734?l=justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/feeds/2805046591279848734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8373542689776391283&amp;postID=2805046591279848734&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373542689776391283/posts/default/2805046591279848734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373542689776391283/posts/default/2805046591279848734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/2010/09/worst-experience-eva.html' title='Worst Experience Eva!'/><author><name>Allisun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12682491734650717416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SxRVE7B9_gI/AAAAAAAAAXY/f9H3qS5seAw/S220/thanksgiving+and+what+not+105.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/TIGGIUAKF6I/AAAAAAAAAis/ZZWofLuJSDE/s72-c/Maine+Baybay!+332.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8373542689776391283.post-7757641290382076004</id><published>2010-08-30T21:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-30T22:01:12.892-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Maine'/><title type='text'>So Thats What You Did on Your Days Off?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/THyIhKlwQCI/AAAAAAAAAik/nkAEgLGyBio/s1600/Maine+Baybay!+184.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; 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Also it is the home of more L.L. Beans than I have ever seen in my life, and a super sized version of a boot. That was kind of an exciting find. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;#2 There are beaches galore in the state of Maine. A few we traversed were Old Orchard Beach, Popum Beach, and Higgins Beach. I was never really brave enough to get in the water but the days were always breezy and perfect eastern beach weather. Also I found the mast of an old pirate ship buried on the beach! Others might try and tell you that it was some old drift wood, but thats just not true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;#3 Fort Knox is a pretty legit war sight. It was the home for battles in not only the Revolutionary War but the Civil War as well! Plus there is a huge bridge with an even larger elevator that makes sight seeing such a fun little dealio. It was kind of random how we even found this spot, but surprisingly it was one of my favorite days off. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;#4 Boston is the new home of my heart! I would completely love to live in that place. The sights were spectacular, the food amazing, the architecture simply ninja, and I am a pro at riding the T-Line. I think we were meant to be together. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;#5 On a lot of my days off, the camp would take all the kids on cool trips, and a few times I opted to go with them. I mean who would turn down something like white water rafting with awesome little kiddies?! Not me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;P.S. As I was writing this post, I listened to Nat King Cole's &lt;i&gt;The Christmas Song&lt;/i&gt; album. If you wish to get the full awesomeness of this post, you may need to turn that on and re-read this. Just sayin&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/8373542689776391283-7757641290382076004?l=justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/feeds/7757641290382076004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8373542689776391283&amp;postID=7757641290382076004&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373542689776391283/posts/default/7757641290382076004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373542689776391283/posts/default/7757641290382076004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/2010/08/so-thats-what-you-did-on-your-days-off.html' title='So Thats What You Did on Your Days Off?'/><author><name>Allisun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12682491734650717416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SxRVE7B9_gI/AAAAAAAAAXY/f9H3qS5seAw/S220/thanksgiving+and+what+not+105.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/THyIhKlwQCI/AAAAAAAAAik/nkAEgLGyBio/s72-c/Maine+Baybay!+184.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8373542689776391283.post-8728799003998009006</id><published>2010-08-29T22:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-29T23:01:07.149-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'M BACK FROM MAINE PEEPS!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/THtHAJLTBEI/AAAAAAAAAhc/D8NgNh70QME/s1600/Maine+Baybay!+011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; 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cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/THtG-zMdb9I/AAAAAAAAAhM/gVpDYzkntM0/s320/Maine+Baybay!+113.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511076613726236626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/THtG-farkxI/AAAAAAAAAhE/TF-puSlIkqg/s1600/Maine+Baybay!+105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/THtG-farkxI/AAAAAAAAAhE/TF-puSlIkqg/s320/Maine+Baybay!+105.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511076608417174290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/THtF5RGeRXI/AAAAAAAAAg8/jm3D1ytVDuU/s1600/Maine+Baybay!+015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/THtF5RGeRXI/AAAAAAAAAg8/jm3D1ytVDuU/s320/Maine+Baybay!+015.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511075419163346290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/THtF48A78hI/AAAAAAAAAg0/C_vvs2xlaZY/s1600/Maine+Baybay!+256.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; 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So this summer I was a "Blog Loser!" This term refers to those who do not post, read, or even think about the blog world one bit. That was me, and I am sorry but it just had to happen. But Don't worry, that is NO MAS! My summer spent as a tennis coach slash camp counselor slash slave was AwEsOmE!!! I completely loved it. When I say that, I mean it was infact one of the hardest things I've ever done, and I cried a grand total of 4 times over the course of the summer....Thats more than I've cried in about 3 years combined. Sheesh! Don't let that fool you though, it was such a great experience, and I have some of the best memories in the world now, so be jealous! I am going to try and break this into different posts so as not to just cram everything into one crazy swarray of Maine-nes. Picture #1 is of me at the airport getting ready to head out on my grand adventure. All the rest of the pictures are different counselors and staff that I worked with. I love them all, and have met some of the most unique, kind, and hu-larious people this world has to offer. &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/8373542689776391283-8728799003998009006?l=justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/feeds/8728799003998009006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8373542689776391283&amp;postID=8728799003998009006&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373542689776391283/posts/default/8728799003998009006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373542689776391283/posts/default/8728799003998009006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/2010/08/im-back-from-maine-peeps.html' title='I&apos;M BACK FROM MAINE PEEPS!!!'/><author><name>Allisun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12682491734650717416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SxRVE7B9_gI/AAAAAAAAAXY/f9H3qS5seAw/S220/thanksgiving+and+what+not+105.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/THtHAJLTBEI/AAAAAAAAAhc/D8NgNh70QME/s72-c/Maine+Baybay!+011.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8373542689776391283.post-8715845309787681501</id><published>2010-06-07T22:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T22:51:01.799-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tales From a Wannabe Tennis Coach</title><content type='html'>Today I began coaching little kiddies tennis. It proved entertaining to say the least. One converstation I overheard with a group went as follows:&lt;br /&gt;Kid numero 1: What do you want to be when you grow up?&lt;br /&gt;Kid numero 2: Oh a lawyer or an athlete&lt;br /&gt;These are obviously the two best options, and I have now made a few changes to my life goals. I've also learned that kids playing tennis in the AZ heat feel the need to take a water break CONSTANTLY. This is valid I suppose.&lt;br /&gt;Also I have discovered one of the girls I coach can kick a raquet so hard it would make Buffy the Vampire Slayer proud. I know, trust me. She kicked the raquet right into my eye.&lt;br /&gt;And when its all said and done, as long as theres an otter pop at the end, alls well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8373542689776391283-8715845309787681501?l=justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/feeds/8715845309787681501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8373542689776391283&amp;postID=8715845309787681501&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373542689776391283/posts/default/8715845309787681501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373542689776391283/posts/default/8715845309787681501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/2010/06/tales-from-wannabe-tennis-coach.html' title='Tales From a Wannabe Tennis Coach'/><author><name>Allisun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12682491734650717416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SxRVE7B9_gI/AAAAAAAAAXY/f9H3qS5seAw/S220/thanksgiving+and+what+not+105.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8373542689776391283.post-1661190646511710025</id><published>2010-06-06T15:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T15:16:31.579-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a Bit of Nostalgia</title><content type='html'>Here are a few of the best people that I know. I have made some very special friends over the years, and they each mean so much to me. And even though they are all LEAVING me, I am glad for the memories we have all shared. Although I am excited for the future, and curious to see what it may hold in store for me, sometimes I decide to let myself feel a little sad. These are one of those times. I think I'm just going to lay here and wallow, and wish that things might never change. I turn to Douglas Adams for all quote usage, thank heavens he always has the words for me...."You live and you learn. At any rate, you live."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/TAwcXjXwUCI/AAAAAAAAAgc/67_liVvFo44/s1600/end+of+year+026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 214px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479786037560496162" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/TAwcXjXwUCI/AAAAAAAAAgc/67_liVvFo44/s320/end+of+year+026.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/TAwcW6abfxI/AAAAAAAAAgU/FXmM3qJWR0M/s1600/goobers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479786026565861138" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/TAwcW6abfxI/AAAAAAAAAgU/FXmM3qJWR0M/s320/goobers.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/TAwcWR4ev1I/AAAAAAAAAgM/Fv-oJow_hVM/s1600/EAC+Fall+09+004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479786015686049618" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/TAwcWR4ev1I/AAAAAAAAAgM/Fv-oJow_hVM/s320/EAC+Fall+09+004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8373542689776391283-1661190646511710025?l=justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/feeds/1661190646511710025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8373542689776391283&amp;postID=1661190646511710025&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373542689776391283/posts/default/1661190646511710025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373542689776391283/posts/default/1661190646511710025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/2010/06/just-bit-of-nostalgia.html' title='Just a Bit of Nostalgia'/><author><name>Allisun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12682491734650717416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SxRVE7B9_gI/AAAAAAAAAXY/f9H3qS5seAw/S220/thanksgiving+and+what+not+105.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/TAwcXjXwUCI/AAAAAAAAAgc/67_liVvFo44/s72-c/end+of+year+026.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8373542689776391283.post-5478615723345949874</id><published>2010-06-03T19:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T19:15:57.915-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I feel like a melted popsicle</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/TAhhncAG3RI/AAAAAAAAAgE/PaPL0cNYlxc/s1600/Safford+Extravaganza+Day+048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478736276855643410" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/TAhhncAG3RI/AAAAAAAAAgE/PaPL0cNYlxc/s320/Safford+Extravaganza+Day+048.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is SOOO hot! I never thought I'd say this, but I think I'm going to have to move into the pool. The End&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8373542689776391283-5478615723345949874?l=justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/feeds/5478615723345949874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8373542689776391283&amp;postID=5478615723345949874&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373542689776391283/posts/default/5478615723345949874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373542689776391283/posts/default/5478615723345949874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-feel-like-melted-popsicle.html' title='I feel like a melted popsicle'/><author><name>Allisun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12682491734650717416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SxRVE7B9_gI/AAAAAAAAAXY/f9H3qS5seAw/S220/thanksgiving+and+what+not+105.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/TAhhncAG3RI/AAAAAAAAAgE/PaPL0cNYlxc/s72-c/Safford+Extravaganza+Day+048.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8373542689776391283.post-5397414931524596159</id><published>2010-05-28T23:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T23:25:49.849-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The One and Only!!!</title><content type='html'>Well folks this is the one, the ONLY picture on the face of this planet of all the roomies and I! As Marci and I were packing slash studying for finals, I realized that there existed no pictures of the 4 of us. Enter Demaree and Lanae...Holla-luja! I grabbed my camera, forcefully shoved them out the door, and demanded that Kulai take a picture of us immediately!&lt;br /&gt;        This may be in the top 15 most awkward pictures in the world...I LOVE IT! Its perfect, and if I could have had any other, more schematically pleasing picute of the 4 of us, I may have just thrown it to the ground. I love these chicas slash it was a great year. The End&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/TACx0eH0vSI/AAAAAAAAAf8/KD3Ln8zDC_4/s1600/end+of+year+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476572661879717154" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/TACx0eH0vSI/AAAAAAAAAf8/KD3Ln8zDC_4/s320/end+of+year+001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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/8373542689776391283-5397414931524596159?l=justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/feeds/5397414931524596159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8373542689776391283&amp;postID=5397414931524596159&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373542689776391283/posts/default/5397414931524596159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373542689776391283/posts/default/5397414931524596159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/2010/05/one-and-only.html' title='The One and Only!!!'/><author><name>Allisun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12682491734650717416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SxRVE7B9_gI/AAAAAAAAAXY/f9H3qS5seAw/S220/thanksgiving+and+what+not+105.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/TACx0eH0vSI/AAAAAAAAAf8/KD3Ln8zDC_4/s72-c/end+of+year+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8373542689776391283.post-714149603082259426</id><published>2010-05-27T16:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T16:30:31.236-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Its been a long run Corben</title><content type='html'>Oh Corben Blue, where have the years gone by? It seems like it was just yesterday, I was stalling at every stop sign known to man, galanting off to concerts in Tucson with you, beebopping down to school, off roading a bit, and so much more. Its been a good run, but the time has come to part... My car is for SALE! This is Corben in a nutshell:&lt;br /&gt;Make = Nissan Pathfinder&lt;br /&gt;Year = 1989...just one year older than me!&lt;br /&gt;4x4 = awesome&lt;br /&gt;Tires = new baby&lt;br /&gt;Seating availabilities = 4 legally, but so many more creatively!&lt;br /&gt;Air Conditioning = tried and true, can blast away even the AZ heat&lt;br /&gt;Sweet tunes = grab some CDs and your good to go&lt;br /&gt;Luggage room = spacious&lt;br /&gt;Color = blue, duh!&lt;br /&gt;Standard = best option ever&lt;br /&gt;Prognosis = $1,700&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/S_79u1nX4DI/AAAAAAAAAf0/skLHelACHGk/s1600/end+of+year+024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476093178037133362" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/S_79u1nX4DI/AAAAAAAAAf0/skLHelACHGk/s320/end+of+year+024.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/S_79ud5nttI/AAAAAAAAAfs/PjcnxTES-c4/s1600/end+of+year+030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476093171671217874" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/S_79ud5nttI/AAAAAAAAAfs/PjcnxTES-c4/s320/end+of+year+030.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/S_79twPu1yI/AAAAAAAAAfk/r1iLTYyw7XA/s1600/end+of+year+013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476093159415928610" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/S_79twPu1yI/AAAAAAAAAfk/r1iLTYyw7XA/s320/end+of+year+013.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8373542689776391283-714149603082259426?l=justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/feeds/714149603082259426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8373542689776391283&amp;postID=714149603082259426&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373542689776391283/posts/default/714149603082259426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373542689776391283/posts/default/714149603082259426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/2010/05/its-been-long-run-corben.html' title='Its been a long run Corben'/><author><name>Allisun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12682491734650717416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SxRVE7B9_gI/AAAAAAAAAXY/f9H3qS5seAw/S220/thanksgiving+and+what+not+105.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/S_79u1nX4DI/AAAAAAAAAf0/skLHelACHGk/s72-c/end+of+year+024.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8373542689776391283.post-7064608781385903878</id><published>2010-05-14T22:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T22:42:51.964-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Safford Extravaganza Day!</title><content type='html'>Beatles Rockband was a necessary part of the agenda of course. I may or may not have been playing the guitar part the entire time I was on the drums. Good thing I was on no fail!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/S-4z7qEMWSI/AAAAAAAAAfc/qjZb51COyD8/s1600/beatles.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 128px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 96px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471367697298905378" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/S-4z7qEMWSI/AAAAAAAAAfc/qjZb51COyD8/s320/beatles.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our Extravaganza day included MaNy blissfull hours spent with Buffy. Dear Angel, please marry me!-Love Allison&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/S-4xN03VltI/AAAAAAAAAfU/bMYQ73UuJu0/s1600/buffy2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 306px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 306px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471364710900537042" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/S-4xN03VltI/AAAAAAAAAfU/bMYQ73UuJu0/s320/buffy2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Wendy, good thing you have some stellar glasses!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/S-4xNWMZ80I/AAAAAAAAAfM/gx13Zu2edSQ/s1600/Safford+Extravaganza+Day+053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471364702667404098" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/S-4xNWMZ80I/AAAAAAAAAfM/gx13Zu2edSQ/s320/Safford+Extravaganza+Day+053.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Taylor and Tessa preparing for our game of ultimate spoons(pool edition)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/S-4w2psDBJI/AAAAAAAAAfE/_SG3jEsNEho/s1600/Safford+Extravaganza+Day+050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471364312763401362" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/S-4w2psDBJI/AAAAAAAAAfE/_SG3jEsNEho/s320/Safford+Extravaganza+Day+050.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tessa likes em dirty apparantly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/S-4w2Cro5CI/AAAAAAAAAe8/IIa6F_QrmQ4/s1600/Safford+Extravaganza+Day+036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471364302292706338" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/S-4w2Cro5CI/AAAAAAAAAe8/IIa6F_QrmQ4/s320/Safford+Extravaganza+Day+036.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Wendy and Loren soaking up the goodness which is Jilibertos Burros&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/S-4w1iTvNfI/AAAAAAAAAe0/QZ85vUcYLoA/s1600/Safford+Extravaganza+Day+040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471364293602522610" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/S-4w1iTvNfI/AAAAAAAAAe0/QZ85vUcYLoA/s320/Safford+Extravaganza+Day+040.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Square Knot was so sad to miss out on the festivities so we brought him his own personal soda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/S-4vtKksjCI/AAAAAAAAAes/YVLA4PZm_dI/s1600/Safford+Extravaganza+Day+033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471363050280619042" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/S-4vtKksjCI/AAAAAAAAAes/YVLA4PZm_dI/s320/Safford+Extravaganza+Day+033.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is one of the most beautiful things I have ever seen! If only these were my notes burning. Argg!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/S-4vs7OikWI/AAAAAAAAAek/P0vN5_sZV_M/s1600/Safford+Extravaganza+Day+024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471363046161158498" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/S-4vs7OikWI/AAAAAAAAAek/P0vN5_sZV_M/s320/Safford+Extravaganza+Day+024.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tessa and Wendy reveling in the burning of their devil math notes. Also Taylor-bottom right- is our slave. We had him tend the fire in our 94 degree weather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/S-4vsaO9-qI/AAAAAAAAAec/4-OOEb3o8oo/s1600/Safford+Extravaganza+Day+018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471363037304584866" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/S-4vsaO9-qI/AAAAAAAAAec/4-OOEb3o8oo/s320/Safford+Extravaganza+Day+018.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Obviously I have a future in ice cream sculpting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/S-4u6metziI/AAAAAAAAAeU/hDeigwYOaUQ/s1600/Safford+Extravaganza+Day+008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471362181598400034" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/S-4u6metziI/AAAAAAAAAeU/hDeigwYOaUQ/s320/Safford+Extravaganza+Day+008.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tessa's and I holding our grand creation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/S-4u6CdTmyI/AAAAAAAAAeM/Y0ruW3L7hvA/s1600/Safford+Extravaganza+Day+013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471362171928812322" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/S-4u6CdTmyI/AAAAAAAAAeM/Y0ruW3L7hvA/s320/Safford+Extravaganza+Day+013.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Taylor and Wendy preparing for the ice cream sculpting competition. They have their game faces on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/S-4u5qhSx9I/AAAAAAAAAeE/9W2Ga3emWCk/s1600/Safford+Extravaganza+Day+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471362165503084498" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/S-4u5qhSx9I/AAAAAAAAAeE/9W2Ga3emWCk/s320/Safford+Extravaganza+Day+002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The year has come to a close, and before everyone goes their separate ways, we all thought we might bid adue to the lovely town of Safford. We thought up a whole array of some of our favorite things to do, and threw them all into one day. A brilliant idea obviously. The game was a smashing success!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8373542689776391283-7064608781385903878?l=justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/feeds/7064608781385903878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8373542689776391283&amp;postID=7064608781385903878&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373542689776391283/posts/default/7064608781385903878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373542689776391283/posts/default/7064608781385903878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/2010/05/safford-extravaganza-day.html' title='Safford Extravaganza Day!'/><author><name>Allisun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12682491734650717416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SxRVE7B9_gI/AAAAAAAAAXY/f9H3qS5seAw/S220/thanksgiving+and+what+not+105.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/S-4z7qEMWSI/AAAAAAAAAfc/qjZb51COyD8/s72-c/beatles.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8373542689776391283.post-1683560734856328571</id><published>2010-05-09T21:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T21:39:56.425-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yo estoy muy Frusterated!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/S-eM0b4mtvI/AAAAAAAAAd8/HvPsgJS3kAA/s1600/july09+006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469495104931018482" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/S-eM0b4mtvI/AAAAAAAAAd8/HvPsgJS3kAA/s320/july09+006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thats right, Allisun is upset. Why you ask? Not because I have two finals manana. That would just be ridiculus. I'm certainly not frusterated because my dear heart roomate stole All of my bobby pins. That would just be silly. And I'm not even bothered by the fact that roomie numero 2 is across the room acting like a make out fool with her BF....this is all truth too, I'm not being facicious. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm irked by my computer's photo uploader thing deciding to go on holiday. What is this? Apparantly la computadora considers itself a liberated being. False. I am a tyrant. My computer must run smoothly at all times, and jump quickly to my every command. That is all.&lt;br /&gt;I would show you a picture so that you could get a visual image of how I feel about all this, but wait! I wouldn't be able to upload it. Bummer man. This lovely picture of Carson will have to suffice. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One time I was chillaxing with my little buddy Carson, and he was in a similar state of emotions that I am currently residing. We decided drawing a picture of the way he felt onto his face would be appropriate. Carson, I now understand where your coming from.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8373542689776391283-1683560734856328571?l=justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/feeds/1683560734856328571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8373542689776391283&amp;postID=1683560734856328571&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373542689776391283/posts/default/1683560734856328571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373542689776391283/posts/default/1683560734856328571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/2010/05/yo-estoy-muy-frusterated.html' title='Yo estoy muy Frusterated!'/><author><name>Allisun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12682491734650717416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SxRVE7B9_gI/AAAAAAAAAXY/f9H3qS5seAw/S220/thanksgiving+and+what+not+105.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/S-eM0b4mtvI/AAAAAAAAAd8/HvPsgJS3kAA/s72-c/july09+006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8373542689776391283.post-2699449656065620523</id><published>2010-05-07T08:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T09:18:20.795-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Origins</title><content type='html'>I listen to music somewhat constantly. This may be bad for me, but I enjoy my musica far to much to quit the habit. Sometimes when I go different places, I discover what feels like to me, the origin of a band I enjoy. For instance, when my familia and I travelled back east to visit my aunt Esty and her familia, we changed flights in the JFK Airport. We got to chillax there for quite some time, and I was definately excited, this being the closest I've ever gotten to NYC. As I was soaking up all the awesomeness of this airport I was jamming out to Fiest. My heart apparantly felt that this lovely band was best connected with the legitness that is New York. Never before had I listened to Fiest and felt that level of understanding with thier musica. This music video is so unique and I hope you will enjoy a little touch of Fiest...  &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ABYnqp-bxvg"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ABYnqp-bxvg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One other instance I've experienced with discovering my personal origins for a band occured over spring break. While visiting North Carolina with my good buddy Miken and her family. One day we took a drive up the coast, and as we got to the area around Kitty Hawk, Nags Head, and Rodanthe, I was in the midst of listening to Owl City. This is were Owl City came from I swear it! I don't really know were the bands from in real life, but their music, for me, lives in the outer banks of North Carolina. Its just so light and fluffy and separated from the heaviness of reality. I enjoyed that discovery immensly. &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pIz2K3ArrWk"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pIz2K3ArrWk&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm always curious now, where ever I go, as to what connections I may make...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8373542689776391283-2699449656065620523?l=justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/feeds/2699449656065620523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8373542689776391283&amp;postID=2699449656065620523&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373542689776391283/posts/default/2699449656065620523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373542689776391283/posts/default/2699449656065620523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/2010/05/origins.html' title='Origins'/><author><name>Allisun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12682491734650717416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SxRVE7B9_gI/AAAAAAAAAXY/f9H3qS5seAw/S220/thanksgiving+and+what+not+105.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8373542689776391283.post-3667806004649458581</id><published>2010-04-23T11:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T11:19:42.488-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TGIF!</title><content type='html'>Today is shaping up to be an interesting one, and its not even lunch time yet! I was having an early morning dream this morning, and it went something like this....I woke up, looked at my clock and it was 11:00. Dang it I slept in, and missed biology again! So instead I just sat in my bed chatting with my roommates. Lanae, I noticed had gathered a wide array of feather boas in the night, and Marci had rearranged her room again. I remember thinking that I wanted to copy her again and move my bed around just like hers, even if she did get annoyed that I always copied her. Then enters Demaree and her boyfriend Josh. Randomly Josh had decided to go and get high the night before. This is not the sort of thing that Joshy does, so we were all very concerned obviously. Then my phone beeps and I look to see a text from Mary. I read it, and look at the time, 7:45....ENTER CONCIOUSNESS! I gasped realized that I was dreaming all of that, except Mary's text, that was real. It was 7:45 and I hadn't missed Biology! I quickly told all the roomies my dream. They all laughed at my foolishness, and we all scurried off to class.&lt;br /&gt;Conclusion:&lt;br /&gt;I am soooo glad I don't have school tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;I am soooo glad I didn't miss biology&lt;br /&gt;I am so super glad Mary sent me a text!&lt;br /&gt;I am concerned about my state of dreaming. These past couple of weeks my dreams have been quite strange and odd. I'm not sure whether I am entertained by them or disturbed?&lt;br /&gt;Ah well Happy Friday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8373542689776391283-3667806004649458581?l=justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/feeds/3667806004649458581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8373542689776391283&amp;postID=3667806004649458581&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373542689776391283/posts/default/3667806004649458581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373542689776391283/posts/default/3667806004649458581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/2010/04/tgif.html' title='TGIF!'/><author><name>Allisun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12682491734650717416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SxRVE7B9_gI/AAAAAAAAAXY/f9H3qS5seAw/S220/thanksgiving+and+what+not+105.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8373542689776391283.post-627165149813312217</id><published>2010-04-16T12:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T12:26:45.210-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TaCo DaY!!!</title><content type='html'>Tessa, Miken, and Jordon soaking up the taco goodness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/S8i4MClEskI/AAAAAAAAAd0/TENWKtIO8YU/s1600/taco+day+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460817065177035330" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/S8i4MClEskI/AAAAAAAAAd0/TENWKtIO8YU/s320/taco+day+001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Rachel, and Loren are just a little overwhelmed by the awesomenss of Taco day. Thats why they look a little...funny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/S8i36lM9cgI/AAAAAAAAAds/IM9z-01L6rE/s1600/taco+day+004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460816765233492482" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/S8i36lM9cgI/AAAAAAAAAds/IM9z-01L6rE/s320/taco+day+004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Fully recovered, we managed to take a winning pic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/S8i3wKy2dqI/AAAAAAAAAdk/yoEecZ7dHtA/s1600/taco+day+003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460816586345969314" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/S8i3wKy2dqI/AAAAAAAAAdk/yoEecZ7dHtA/s320/taco+day+003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Loren and Tessa are very intellegent. For one they are wearing their beautiful glasses, which tip you off immediately. Secondly they are at Taco Day, so obviously they must be in the highest ranks of the intellegents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/S8i3vmDh81I/AAAAAAAAAdc/8ZuEjP2Ix6Q/s1600/taco+day+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460816576483816274" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/S8i3vmDh81I/AAAAAAAAAdc/8ZuEjP2Ix6Q/s320/taco+day+002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Taco Day is the best day of the week! And that is the end. Every thursday, we gather at the bowling alley to partake of the bowling alley's taco goodness. It is amazing. All those who have participated know that their lives will never be the same. All those who have not participated, know deep down in their subconcious that their lives are lacking. This little tradition was begun by Tessa because she is brilliant. It is one of my favorite parts of the week, and I always look forward to, with glee, and anticipation, the joy of Taco Day. Try It Now!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8373542689776391283-627165149813312217?l=justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/feeds/627165149813312217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8373542689776391283&amp;postID=627165149813312217&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373542689776391283/posts/default/627165149813312217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373542689776391283/posts/default/627165149813312217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/2010/04/taco-day.html' title='TaCo DaY!!!'/><author><name>Allisun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12682491734650717416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SxRVE7B9_gI/AAAAAAAAAXY/f9H3qS5seAw/S220/thanksgiving+and+what+not+105.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/S8i4MClEskI/AAAAAAAAAd0/TENWKtIO8YU/s72-c/taco+day+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8373542689776391283.post-1016549281684434967</id><published>2010-04-12T23:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T00:12:02.026-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just A Bit Of Silliness</title><content type='html'>Marci, my roommate told me to strike a "hawt" pose. Your idea of hot might be different then mine. Get over it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/S8QVxIcbjPI/AAAAAAAAAdM/PpMFmPJLnpg/s1600/random+dealio+009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459512582104386802" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/S8QVxIcbjPI/AAAAAAAAAdM/PpMFmPJLnpg/s320/random+dealio+009.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My dear friend Tessa, and I have been having an enthusiastic run of watching period films lately. It has been lovely to say the least! I was so inspired, that on sunday I felt the need to wear a Jane Austen style dress, and curl my hair up!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/S8QVwTKONWI/AAAAAAAAAdE/IRPm6y3a6eI/s1600/random+dealio+010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459512567800935778" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/S8QVwTKONWI/AAAAAAAAAdE/IRPm6y3a6eI/s320/random+dealio+010.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Oh how the mighty have fallen...Sometimes I wake up in the morning and look like this. I am very much enjoying my little afro obviously. Such awesome early morning looks must be documented, and then publicly displayed, Always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/S8QVvq5mD7I/AAAAAAAAAc8/C9elz1O2Eas/s1600/random+dealio+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459512556993777586" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/S8QVvq5mD7I/AAAAAAAAAc8/C9elz1O2Eas/s320/random+dealio+002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Things have been busy as usual, but so fun! Actually thats a bit of a lie. The last two weeks were kind of rough for me. A lot of random dealios went down, and not all too pleasant. Such is life. Luckily I have some of the best of friends, who bombard me with mass 'quote texts' just in the nic of time. Also amazing familia who make me laugh always is muy bueno! Add some ridiculus pictures on top of all that, and who can stay disheartened for long? Not I!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8373542689776391283-1016549281684434967?l=justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/feeds/1016549281684434967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8373542689776391283&amp;postID=1016549281684434967&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373542689776391283/posts/default/1016549281684434967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373542689776391283/posts/default/1016549281684434967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/2010/04/just-bit-of-silliness.html' title='Just A Bit Of Silliness'/><author><name>Allisun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12682491734650717416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SxRVE7B9_gI/AAAAAAAAAXY/f9H3qS5seAw/S220/thanksgiving+and+what+not+105.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/S8QVxIcbjPI/AAAAAAAAAdM/PpMFmPJLnpg/s72-c/random+dealio+009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8373542689776391283.post-1047498400614907808</id><published>2010-04-04T22:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T23:37:13.722-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Bit of Texas</title><content type='html'>Here you will see all the Tennis Chicas together, just after having dominated Seminole from Oaklahoma...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/S7l8AEhn0HI/AAAAAAAAAc0/fpW-D1VK70Q/s1600/texas+tournament+2010+103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456528764192673906" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/S7l8AEhn0HI/AAAAAAAAAc0/fpW-D1VK70Q/s320/texas+tournament+2010+103.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Such a rebel!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/S7l7_RW0GDI/AAAAAAAAAcs/ZF5NUbRDUR8/s1600/texas+tournament+2010+082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456528750457133106" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/S7l7_RW0GDI/AAAAAAAAAcs/ZF5NUbRDUR8/s320/texas+tournament+2010+082.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And suddenly Rachel transformed into a seagull, and I just had to feed her some of my candy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/S7l7-1cQIOI/AAAAAAAAAck/ky2jjVubUXk/s1600/texas+tournament+2010+075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456528742963749090" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/S7l7-1cQIOI/AAAAAAAAAck/ky2jjVubUXk/s320/texas+tournament+2010+075.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our respective Sesami Street personas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/S7l7fAAfr1I/AAAAAAAAAcc/9pk1RDrU1-Y/s1600/texas+tournament+2010+064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456528196044304210" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/S7l7fAAfr1I/AAAAAAAAAcc/9pk1RDrU1-Y/s320/texas+tournament+2010+064.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Beware the DROP ZONE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/S7l7emVD2JI/AAAAAAAAAcU/UCoQ263yl-8/s1600/texas+tournament+2010+066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 228px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456528189151238290" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/S7l7emVD2JI/AAAAAAAAAcU/UCoQ263yl-8/s320/texas+tournament+2010+066.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Basically the most awesome bench I have ever seen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/S7l7eHvoUWI/AAAAAAAAAcM/gcifj3lmwNg/s1600/texas+tournament+2010+054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456528180941181282" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/S7l7eHvoUWI/AAAAAAAAAcM/gcifj3lmwNg/s320/texas+tournament+2010+054.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The tennis team just recently went on a hiatus to Houston Texas. Our journey began in Thatcher, AZ, which if anyone cares to look at a map, will note that this is quite a daunting stretch of road. With an approximately 17 hour drive, we got the opportunity to get to know each other Really well, visit every gas station in the great state of Texas, eat a waffle in the shape of Texas, discover that pictures of texas longhorns are no exaggeration, and that once you get past El Paso(the city of my heart) Texas is quite gorgeous! In fact I think I am quite decided on moving to, and spending the rest of my days in Texas. The End&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When we actually got there, we got the chance to play some of the best schools in our division, which was just grand! I always enjoy playing people who play well, if not better than me. This used to intimidate me, but I've found that as I grow older and more mature, very little intimidates me. (obviously I'm a little delusional and stuck up)...We won 2 of our matches and lost 2. A fairly successful turn out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On our banquet night when all the different teams got together, our team outshined all the other teams in coolness, thanks to the great game of HORSE.(thanks for teaching me it Jordon). Its an exciting game played on a pool table, and we ruled. Also there were boxes full of these fun, colorful, looking packages, that we were told to take as many of as we wanted. We all excitedly loaded up, because who doesn't want free stuff?! Come to find out they were bags of "goods", or Female products. Eric(our coach) quickly  dumped out all the packages he had grabbed, as we excitedly went for more. I just wish we could have seen all the guys teams open their suprise bags. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One of the nights there, we got to visit a boardwalk in Baytown(a suburb of Houston). I Heart Boardwalks. We had a grand ole time, even though we nearly got attacked by hazardously close, hovering seagulls. This is actually much more terrifying than it sounds. But we survived, and all is well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On our last day in Houston, we came a little early to our match, and got to watch two of the guys teams playing each other. I do not believe any of these men were from the USofA. Most of them looked like they were from Mexico and Brazil. I was in heaven!!! I think I need to transfer to wherever they were from immediately. They were all a little dramatic though. Yelling, and swearing, and calling line judges. Goodness can't they just man up a little bit. But apparantly one guy was swearing quite frequently in espanol. His opponent understood him, and finally yelled out in english "Can you stop F-ing swearing every two F-ing words. Oh bad move buddy! He got the point penalty for swearing, because he spoke in english. Haha what an idiot. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another fun part of this whole dealio was the highschool powder puff football team, practicing behind the court where I was playing. Ha! All these girls trying to play football, and a whole row of huge guys cheering and dancing, can be very distracting when trying to play a match. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had a fun trip over all, and I loved my grand tour of Texas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8373542689776391283-1047498400614907808?l=justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/feeds/1047498400614907808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8373542689776391283&amp;postID=1047498400614907808&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373542689776391283/posts/default/1047498400614907808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373542689776391283/posts/default/1047498400614907808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/2010/04/bit-of-texas.html' title='A Bit of Texas'/><author><name>Allisun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12682491734650717416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SxRVE7B9_gI/AAAAAAAAAXY/f9H3qS5seAw/S220/thanksgiving+and+what+not+105.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/S7l8AEhn0HI/AAAAAAAAAc0/fpW-D1VK70Q/s72-c/texas+tournament+2010+103.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8373542689776391283.post-3385725829986212392</id><published>2010-03-23T00:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T00:25:43.649-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SpRiNg BrEaK!</title><content type='html'>The lovely Shumway siblings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/S6hrE93db2I/AAAAAAAAAcE/HLpxualmFGQ/s1600-h/North+Carolina+2010+101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451725082002812770" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/S6hrE93db2I/AAAAAAAAAcE/HLpxualmFGQ/s320/North+Carolina+2010+101.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Woot! Pysch marathons are the beyst!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/S6hrEdCapQI/AAAAAAAAAb8/wzIlY5ATU2g/s1600-h/North+Carolina+2010+118.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451725073190397186" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/S6hrEdCapQI/AAAAAAAAAb8/wzIlY5ATU2g/s320/North+Carolina+2010+118.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Obviously an intense experience...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/S6hrDnVKS2I/AAAAAAAAAb0/C_u8ntgmqPk/s1600-h/North+Carolina+2010+106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451725058773502818" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/S6hrDnVKS2I/AAAAAAAAAb0/C_u8ntgmqPk/s320/North+Carolina+2010+106.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So maybe Miken and I possed by one of the paintings in the National Gallery of Art. So maybe I accidentally bumped the frame with my shoulder. So maybe the painting moved just a bit, and looked a tad slanted. No biggie. Miken and I just made a quick exit, Ninja Style.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/S6hpn63umII/AAAAAAAAAbs/m7NdjA-QOCE/s1600-h/North+Carolina+2010+091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451723483470796930" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/S6hpn63umII/AAAAAAAAAbs/m7NdjA-QOCE/s320/North+Carolina+2010+091.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Can we say World of Art extra credit up the wazoo!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/S6hpnEjyHCI/AAAAAAAAAbk/4jW2qIbJ1d8/s1600-h/North+Carolina+2010+098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451723468891626530" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/S6hpnEjyHCI/AAAAAAAAAbk/4jW2qIbJ1d8/s320/North+Carolina+2010+098.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh buddies! This pic was meant to include the Capital Building. Obviously that wasn't a high priority.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451723459198469458" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/S6hpmgcwRVI/AAAAAAAAAbc/4u915sm_gDI/s320/North+Carolina+2010+080.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was quite hospitable I must say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/S6hocm1FzcI/AAAAAAAAAbU/wJJ4amVbhZk/s1600-h/North+Carolina+2010+056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451722189600837058" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/S6hocm1FzcI/AAAAAAAAAbU/wJJ4amVbhZk/s320/North+Carolina+2010+056.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yay so much agua in one spot!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/S6hocQpk5QI/AAAAAAAAAbM/GvWKGc4BJzU/s1600-h/North+Carolina+2010+065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451722183646962946" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/S6hocQpk5QI/AAAAAAAAAbM/GvWKGc4BJzU/s320/North+Carolina+2010+065.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hehe oh Miken, way to make this dock so dirty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/S6hncfE-0wI/AAAAAAAAAa8/BA84GisEmss/s1600-h/North+Carolina+2010+053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451721088008377090" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/S6hncfE-0wI/AAAAAAAAAa8/BA84GisEmss/s320/North+Carolina+2010+053.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Serious travelors know that moccasins are a must.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/S6hnb-yJ2mI/AAAAAAAAAa0/DtGCxuTB8M4/s1600-h/North+Carolina+2010+048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451721079339473506" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/S6hnb-yJ2mI/AAAAAAAAAa0/DtGCxuTB8M4/s320/North+Carolina+2010+048.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ahh, here we are in the airport in our true hobo form.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/S6hnbAMpKkI/AAAAAAAAAas/L5PA7LFCvbs/s1600-h/North+Carolina+2010+044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451721062539143746" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/S6hnbAMpKkI/AAAAAAAAAas/L5PA7LFCvbs/s320/North+Carolina+2010+044.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh yes, well I forgot the tricky order business with these photos. if you would like to start from the bottom and work your way to the top, that would be lovely. Also this will be the first half, and another post will be dedicated to landscape photos exclusively. Oh yes this just got that much more intense. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;   Well for spring break I followed my good buddy Miken home to North Carolina to visit her sweet familia. It was beautiful, and we had many grand adventures, some of which included, Washington DC, a Pysch marathon day, Mt. Vernon, a road trip tour of  NC's Outer banks, and general awesomeness. I encourage any one who can visit this are to JUST DO IT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8373542689776391283-3385725829986212392?l=justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/feeds/3385725829986212392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8373542689776391283&amp;postID=3385725829986212392&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373542689776391283/posts/default/3385725829986212392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373542689776391283/posts/default/3385725829986212392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/2010/03/spring-break.html' title='SpRiNg BrEaK!'/><author><name>Allisun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12682491734650717416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SxRVE7B9_gI/AAAAAAAAAXY/f9H3qS5seAw/S220/thanksgiving+and+what+not+105.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/S6hrE93db2I/AAAAAAAAAcE/HLpxualmFGQ/s72-c/North+Carolina+2010+101.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8373542689776391283.post-6588040059518841026</id><published>2010-03-08T20:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T20:44:07.419-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Juggling</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/S5XRDePSAzI/AAAAAAAAAak/-vr7-YiFQrY/s1600-h/giving+blood.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 226px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446489181961454386" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/S5XRDePSAzI/AAAAAAAAAak/-vr7-YiFQrY/s320/giving+blood.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Giving blood can save up to 3 lives...I'm counting 9 lives right there!Wohoo, and some free nutter butters to boot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/S5XRCm23NTI/AAAAAAAAAac/RBrl-f9n-Xc/s1600-h/EAC+Fall+09+012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446489167095084338" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/S5XRCm23NTI/AAAAAAAAAac/RBrl-f9n-Xc/s320/EAC+Fall+09+012.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Who takes pictures of themselves in the mirror before devotional? What a nerd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/S5XRBiIcn3I/AAAAAAAAAaU/1VIJbjMa2Y4/s1600-h/EAC+Fall+09+003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446489148646793074" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/S5XRBiIcn3I/AAAAAAAAAaU/1VIJbjMa2Y4/s320/EAC+Fall+09+003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hot chocolate can, and does cure all. The End.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ive noticed that there are many different forms of juggling...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My brother Dallin is an excellent juggler of the fruit variety. Every piece of fruit that rests on our kitchen counter is at his mercy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This semester I have taken juggling time to a new level, (for myself anyway). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Each day I have classes from 8 to 1 and then tennis practice from 1 to 4. Then I run home to shower or sleep. Whichever of the two feels more neccessary at the time. Dinner at the Caf at 5:15 is always a beautiful moment. After that I either continue on to some social activity, church activity, studying, or time con familia y friends. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We've recently started travelling for tennis which makes me so grateful that I have choosen to take a slew of difficult classes. This just adds to the excitement of keeping up with all that. I do get a lot of time to study while driving though, and this is quite nice. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A couple of things I have discovered this semster are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. 4 hours of sleep max per night is certainly doable...and it makes 5 feel like such a luxury&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Going all day(very active days mind you), on a couple of spoonfuls of peanut butter is also doable but a little more tricky. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whenever I go to Walmart I avoid grocery carts like the plague. I'm not sure why I do this? Maybe its because of all the sicknast stories I've heard of germs on the handles. Maybe I feel if I don't have a cart, I will feel less inclined to buy more. Whatever the cause, I usually end up paying the price for this. I get to JuGgLe every random thing I pick up in a most awkward manner. Today was exceptionally interesting. I had a case of propel and fruit for my match manana, when I remembered I also needed a slew of airplane friendly items for my upcoming trip to North Carolina! I gather everything I need up, and am working to contain all these things haphazardly as I make my way down the long line of cash registers. I start dropping item after item after item as I search for an open isle. Luckily I finally managed to contain it all and blessedly made it into a line without any huge explosion. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Later this evening, I began the ever entertaining task of transfering all my junk from the day from Corben, back up to the dorm. Today's 'junk' included my groceries, math book, scriptures, backpack, tennis bag, laundry, and my Ocean Water. Whew. Lucky for me R. Mike quickly came to my rescue and grabbed basically everything from me, and helped me to carry it up to our third floor home. R. Mike lives in the dorm right next to mine, Praise Be, because Epic Failure would have surely ensued had he not come help. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lessons Learned:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Don't take difficult classes plus have a collegete sport in season at the same time &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Stop being OCD slash ignorant and just grab a cart &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Always have a buddy nearby to save you in a tizzy &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;AND Life will be SOO much more simple!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8373542689776391283-6588040059518841026?l=justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/feeds/6588040059518841026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8373542689776391283&amp;postID=6588040059518841026&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373542689776391283/posts/default/6588040059518841026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373542689776391283/posts/default/6588040059518841026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/2010/03/juggling.html' title='Juggling'/><author><name>Allisun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12682491734650717416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SxRVE7B9_gI/AAAAAAAAAXY/f9H3qS5seAw/S220/thanksgiving+and+what+not+105.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/S5XRDePSAzI/AAAAAAAAAak/-vr7-YiFQrY/s72-c/giving+blood.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8373542689776391283.post-9196987520537544688</id><published>2010-02-14T21:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T15:19:58.285-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Recent Tennisness</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/S3jhaeAe78I/AAAAAAAAAaM/L8H0CnBaiKQ/s1600-h/EAC+Fall+09+074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438344394897813442" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/S3jhaeAe78I/AAAAAAAAAaM/L8H0CnBaiKQ/s320/EAC+Fall+09+074.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; there are no words...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/S3jhZ1DX1BI/AAAAAAAAAaE/ewpLfATCgOU/s1600-h/EAC+Fall+09+079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438344383904076818" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/S3jhZ1DX1BI/AAAAAAAAAaE/ewpLfATCgOU/s320/EAC+Fall+09+079.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Rachel and I sporting the hardware(and the sock lines:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/S3jfqTdBT9I/AAAAAAAAAZ0/wHMQQfpsYZ0/s1600-h/EAC+Fall+09+075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438342467919368146" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/S3jfqTdBT9I/AAAAAAAAAZ0/wHMQQfpsYZ0/s320/EAC+Fall+09+075.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Oh they're just little rays of sunshine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/S3jfpk2YDkI/AAAAAAAAAZs/n0sLAD9lrRk/s1600-h/EAC+Fall+09+073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438342455409249858" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/S3jfpk2YDkI/AAAAAAAAAZs/n0sLAD9lrRk/s320/EAC+Fall+09+073.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; YES! our tree...much joy was had taking pictures on this tree obviously&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/S3jfpP8zgSI/AAAAAAAAAZk/JkKJnqGtE04/s1600-h/EAC+Fall+09+054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438342449799069986" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/S3jfpP8zgSI/AAAAAAAAAZk/JkKJnqGtE04/s320/EAC+Fall+09+054.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; they just get progressively goofier, left to right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our season hasn't officially started, but we had our JAMBOREE a couple of weeks ago...What a great name ps! It was a round robin of sorts for all the colleges in our region. Its kind of an odd system for this tournament, and I still don't understand it so don't ask questions, just go with it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I won my singles and Demi and I won our doubles. Woohoo! Our team got 2nd but we still got a ReAlLy big trophy, so...mission accomplished! Don't worry full domination will be in order starting ahora. We have our 1st home match on the 25th, so fingers crossed porfavor!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8373542689776391283-9196987520537544688?l=justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/feeds/9196987520537544688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8373542689776391283&amp;postID=9196987520537544688&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373542689776391283/posts/default/9196987520537544688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373542689776391283/posts/default/9196987520537544688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/2010/02/recent-tennisness.html' title='Recent Tennisness'/><author><name>Allisun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12682491734650717416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SxRVE7B9_gI/AAAAAAAAAXY/f9H3qS5seAw/S220/thanksgiving+and+what+not+105.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/S3jhaeAe78I/AAAAAAAAAaM/L8H0CnBaiKQ/s72-c/EAC+Fall+09+074.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8373542689776391283.post-373822744348756432</id><published>2010-02-10T17:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T17:50:38.116-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh My Bad!</title><content type='html'>Just today I had a realization. Mess ups, mistakes, blunders, and failures tend to be the most memorable. Ground breaking I know! After coming to this earth shattering realization, I quickly reviewed every silly mistake I had been apart of, and these were some of my favorites...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   1. This one is most recent(aka it went down about an hour ago)...Polly was reaching for a glass plate, when a sudden Grecian slash Frisbee urge overtook her. She ThReW that plate to the ground, resulting in glass shards Everywhere. It was beautiful. Dallin and I both yelled Opa! just like on &lt;em&gt;My Big Fat Greek Wedding&lt;/em&gt;. Poor Polly was a little shooken up so I immediately started helping her clean things up. The question, 'Is Allison her sister's keeper?' comes to mind. The answer is...YOU BETTA BELIEVE IT!&lt;br /&gt;   2. One time, my friend Michelle and I decided to make snickerdoodles. Not the most complex recipe in the world you think. FALSE...We obviously decided that flour is overrated and opted against that ingredient. (we meant to leave it out we didn't forget! that would just be silly) Well the snickerdoodles came out less than edible. We still made everyone eat them dont worry.&lt;br /&gt;   3. One of my many adventures as a DQ Girl included my buddy Jason who also worked there...&lt;em&gt;(he was a DQ Boy)&lt;/em&gt;...Jason made a delectible blizzard like always and as he went to hand it out the window he apparantly had bigger issues on his brain, because he chucked that blizzard out the window and onto that poor souls car! jajaja The ice cream splattered all over the car, and the cup sloshed down the side of the vehicle quite dramatically. Such joy as I experienced in that moment I have never known since! Jason thank you for the laugh!&lt;br /&gt;   4. Have you ever made a box cake? Simple right? Also false. Mandy and I managed on several different occasions to botch them in foods class. Lucky for us Mrs. Garcia and Mrs. Whitmire LoVeD our guts. The reason being our killer Rachel Ray presentation. We could do no wrong after that!&lt;br /&gt;   5. Last semester in my math class, we were getting our test grades back, and for one short moment I became dyslexic &lt;em&gt;(or a complete dreamer)&lt;/em&gt;-which ever. I looked at my grade and saw a 94%!!!! I was on cloud nine. Don't you worry I quickly woke up and realized it was a 49%....DISS....ya actually that ones still not funny, nevermind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8373542689776391283-373822744348756432?l=justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/feeds/373822744348756432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8373542689776391283&amp;postID=373822744348756432&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373542689776391283/posts/default/373822744348756432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373542689776391283/posts/default/373822744348756432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/2010/02/oh-my-bad.html' title='Oh My Bad!'/><author><name>Allisun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12682491734650717416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SxRVE7B9_gI/AAAAAAAAAXY/f9H3qS5seAw/S220/thanksgiving+and+what+not+105.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8373542689776391283.post-3950991205321581147</id><published>2010-02-06T21:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T22:21:58.449-08:00</updated><title type='text'>One semester down....to infinite and beyond!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/S25aUYEvLFI/AAAAAAAAAZc/-K8n7tGA0Y4/s1600-h/precious+moments!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435381106388970578" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/S25aUYEvLFI/AAAAAAAAAZc/-K8n7tGA0Y4/s320/precious+moments!.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Photog sessions in the rain with Tessa and Miken are on my top 5 list of favorite things in life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/S25aUDYfN4I/AAAAAAAAAZU/v15tT3dLYUA/s1600-h/holidays+09+slash+january+misc+101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435381100834666370" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/S25aUDYfN4I/AAAAAAAAAZU/v15tT3dLYUA/s320/holidays+09+slash+january+misc+101.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; photog sessions with Sian and Arson are apparantly a bit more lethal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/S25aTxnAtiI/AAAAAAAAAZM/MAqs6pbtM8k/s1600-h/holidays+09+slash+january+misc+099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435381096063743522" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/S25aTxnAtiI/AAAAAAAAAZM/MAqs6pbtM8k/s320/holidays+09+slash+january+misc+099.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and once more the accidental pictures turn out the best! Arson your a model and you rock my nerd glasses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/S25aTebufeI/AAAAAAAAAZE/C6vY_5hLFQc/s1600-h/holidays+09+slash+january+misc+086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435381090916138466" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/S25aTebufeI/AAAAAAAAAZE/C6vY_5hLFQc/s320/holidays+09+slash+january+misc+086.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dear Demaree, Thank you for giving the world a visual image of all the anger the both of us felt in this day. Love allison&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So its been a little while since I posted last...Whoever said they were sad I hadn't posted, asked when I would post again, told me my blog was the only bright spot in their life(&lt;em&gt;not even making that one up)&lt;/em&gt;, I HEART YOU PEOPLE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Semester numero dos in my existance at college is going to be a little, way more intense! Not only am I now really taking all the hard classes I dropped last semester, but now the tennis team is in full force, with longer practices, and TrAvElLiNg. But don't you worry I will put my ninja forces to use, and all of this will go down with plenty of procrastination, socialness, taco dayness, and naps in the mix.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am now taking slash &lt;em&gt;going to finish this time gosh dangit!&lt;/em&gt; Intermediate Algebra. Pathetic course to some it may be, but I will definately take the difficulty of this course to the next level. Especially with my new teacher. His name is Mr. Stinchcombe. The name tips you off right there. I decided in my heart that I would give him a good 3 weeks before I passed judgement. 3 weeks have come and gone, and judgement has been passed....I don't like him.... I asked a question about setting up word problems &lt;em&gt;(they are the bane of my existance!)&lt;/em&gt; and got this response..."Um, hhmm Tough Luck"...Excuse me this is not acceptable! I was proactively trying to learn by asking a question (a new years resolution of mine) and I got shot down. I wanted to put the beat down on him right then and there but I just started doodling in my notebook in defiance instead. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whew moving on...One lovely rainy day, the tennis team decided &lt;em&gt;(meaning eric decided)&lt;/em&gt; that a little moisture would not stop us from practice, so we were up in the wellness center, working out like excercise fools. Eric manages to come up with the strangest things for us to do in our cirquit training, and thus we unavoidably look like fools. One old man decided he just had to use the machine that was right on top of the bosu ball on which I was attempting to balance slash do bycicles on. I brushed it off as awkward but not noteable. This was an incorrect assumption. As we were wrapping up our workout the same old man came up to me and complimented me on my "very well developed thighs and hamstrings." UGH creeper! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Goodness, I sound like johny raincloud in this post. Oh well it just had to happen!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;More to come...hopefully this quote brings you joy..."oh to be a child agian, and just be able to pull it out anywhere!..Your belly button that is."-Esther...Gah Esty you crack me up thank you for making my saturday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8373542689776391283-3950991205321581147?l=justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/feeds/3950991205321581147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8373542689776391283&amp;postID=3950991205321581147&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373542689776391283/posts/default/3950991205321581147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373542689776391283/posts/default/3950991205321581147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/2010/02/one-semester-downto-infinite-and-beyond.html' title='One semester down....to infinite and beyond!'/><author><name>Allisun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12682491734650717416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SxRVE7B9_gI/AAAAAAAAAXY/f9H3qS5seAw/S220/thanksgiving+and+what+not+105.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/S25aUYEvLFI/AAAAAAAAAZc/-K8n7tGA0Y4/s72-c/precious+moments!.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8373542689776391283.post-8539233882372788495</id><published>2009-12-28T08:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T09:07:53.534-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The night before christmas...</title><content type='html'>The night before Christmas and all through the house, not a creature was stirring not even a mouse. And Santa's helpers in the form of Dallin and Dewitt.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 Hours Earlier...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the familia buzzed around the casa baking, cleaning, playing tennis, wrapping presents, and what not. Basically there was a huge hubub of activity going down. Finally we all managed to put ourselves together so that we could rush over to mis abuelos casa for our annual christmas eve celebration! Well technically I was all ready first but Momacita apparantly didn't approve of shorts on christmas/winter time, so I got the lucky chance to go swap my stellar outfit for a more festival appropriate one.&lt;br /&gt;On arriving la familia discovered a multitude of food, hectic cheer, more familia, and Santa Claus!...&lt;em&gt;not in that order.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The talent show for me was the highlight. I thoroughly enjoyed the piano players, dancers, and our very own travelling ethnic culture group! Dewitt, Dallin, and I were going to grace the world with our rendition of "Single Ladies" but sadly...for them not us...we couldn't put it together on time.&lt;br /&gt;Santa Claus's visit was surely the best. I think I say this because it was at this point of the evening that Carson gave in and decided that he FiNaLlY loved me back. He sat on my lap excitedly pointing to each person who got a turn to sit on santa's lap and even came right back to me for help in opening his gift from santa. SUCCESS! I try every day of my life to make that kiddo love me and whenever he chooses mi over la momacita I know that I am the winner! hehe why do I like people who play hard to get so much?!&lt;br /&gt;Continuing on... all the adults, aka married folk, got together for gift exchanging merriment, while the nonmarried folk get the happy task of directing the cookie decorating mayhem of the kiddies. It turned out well if I do say so myself, and If Santa Claus had any doubt of my being on the nice list, I then preceded to clean up and wash the entire kitchen. SKIDUSH!&lt;br /&gt;After things began to wind down, and everyone began their long journeys home, I made my way over to the dreaded Walmart! Let me tell ya karma got me back for this move. As soon as I parked, I opened my door...right on top of this other dude. Totally pegged him into his own car. Ugh he probably thought I was scrooge reincarnated. I appolagized profusely and ran inside to grab my coveted grapefruit juice for christmas morning.&lt;br /&gt;Finally arriving at home, la familia commenced with our traditional 'play bingo for christmas pajamas' game (so its a long title, so what get off our backs ite). We exchanged our homemade kiddie gifts. This is the part of Christmas that causes me the most frusteration. We HAVE to have something homemade in our sibling gift. Folks I am not creative. Even my wrapping looks like it was inspired from frankenstein. Mary dearest and all my other loving family members don't bother softening this truth for me. But I always manage to pull something together, and just pray that I don't draw the same siblings name again next year.&lt;br /&gt;Off we were sent to bed with thought of 'death will incur if you get out of bed' dancing around in our heads. So there Dallin, Dewitt and I sat innocently watching braveheart ~edited version~ when la momacita burst into the room, demanding that Dallin and Dewitt bring their fixer skilz with them downstairs immediately. I knew she wanted me to come to even if I wasnt cool enough to have my name mentioned. So down we went. Dewitt got the happy task of creating hamster(funny future story about rhino) Monstropolous for  Polly's rhino, while Dallin was set to work on Lilly's coat hanger. I sat enjoying my self, watching miracle on 34th st. Honestly I dont know what they would do with out me. And then off we went to bed! for realz this time.&lt;br /&gt;Gosh this is the longest post in creation, and it doesnt even cover Christmas day! sheesh my fingers are cramping so peace out&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8373542689776391283-8539233882372788495?l=justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/feeds/8539233882372788495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8373542689776391283&amp;postID=8539233882372788495&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373542689776391283/posts/default/8539233882372788495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373542689776391283/posts/default/8539233882372788495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/2009/12/night-before-christmas.html' title='The night before christmas...'/><author><name>Allisun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12682491734650717416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SxRVE7B9_gI/AAAAAAAAAXY/f9H3qS5seAw/S220/thanksgiving+and+what+not+105.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8373542689776391283.post-3615031950506228064</id><published>2009-12-15T12:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T12:47:47.694-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Polly says:</title><content type='html'>I always have random conversations with Polly. They are usually very entertaining. This is one of those entertaining moments....&lt;br /&gt;Polly: I wanted to paint my room yellow but mom wouldn't let me because she said it would look like pee.&lt;br /&gt;Me: She said that!? She said the word pee???&lt;br /&gt;Polly:Actually she didn't say that, I just imagined she said that.&lt;br /&gt;~foolishness~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8373542689776391283-3615031950506228064?l=justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/feeds/3615031950506228064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8373542689776391283&amp;postID=3615031950506228064&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373542689776391283/posts/default/3615031950506228064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373542689776391283/posts/default/3615031950506228064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/2009/12/polly-says.html' title='Polly says:'/><author><name>Allisun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12682491734650717416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SxRVE7B9_gI/AAAAAAAAAXY/f9H3qS5seAw/S220/thanksgiving+and+what+not+105.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8373542689776391283.post-1758930983368612779</id><published>2009-12-11T09:33:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T09:47:05.174-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ode to Dewitt</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SyKCziWfFdI/AAAAAAAAAYY/uSh_K_IojvI/s1600-h/Washington+DC+03-09+034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414033523958814162" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SyKCziWfFdI/AAAAAAAAAYY/uSh_K_IojvI/s320/Washington+DC+03-09+034.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SyKCzEsnMXI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/K5BRMCMCIOg/s1600-h/graduation+09+165.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414033515998556530" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SyKCzEsnMXI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/K5BRMCMCIOg/s320/graduation+09+165.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SyKCyh0A5iI/AAAAAAAAAYI/nyBzKb1I9Pg/s1600-h/thanksgiving+and+what+not+047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414033506634360354" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SyKCyh0A5iI/AAAAAAAAAYI/nyBzKb1I9Pg/s320/thanksgiving+and+what+not+047.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dewitt is a silly silly boy. Yesterday he turned 16 and got his licence! So legit. He is the middlest middle child, but there is nothing middle about him. He has always been the one to make everyone laugh, CONSTANTLY! When we were younger and more scared of life, we would always ask Dewitt to do things like go ask a random stranger for the time, or go get extra ketchup from the mcdonalds guy. He always would because hes a sucka! No he really was just awesome and would help us out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When Dewitt was younger he had MaNy nicknames. One of these was 'baldy man'. As a toddler he wasn't actually bald but he coulda fooled anyone! His hair was basically albino. He would always have funny sayings that he would reserve for when he was angry, like "im not letting you into my purple cave anymore". When we first moved into our home, it was so big and we were so little. It was all a little overwhelming, but convienently Dewitt had a HUGE bed. So for the first year or so Dallin and I would always come and sleep with Dewitt in his room. The three of us still live it up every christmas eve in Dewitts room. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dewitt is awesome because he can quote an entire movie! We seriously have no need for blockbuster or netflix if Dewitt has already seen the movie. He is amazing because he made me a duct tape backpack. My backpack is the envy of the whole campus and its all because of Dewitt. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some of my favorite memories with Dewitt are driving him around to pick up fast offerings. This was a joint calling I think because I always got to be the one to drive him around, and it was perfect because by the time we got home, the rest of the familia had already made dinner!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dewitt is loving, forgiving, and hilarious &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8373542689776391283-1758930983368612779?l=justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/feeds/1758930983368612779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8373542689776391283&amp;postID=1758930983368612779&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373542689776391283/posts/default/1758930983368612779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373542689776391283/posts/default/1758930983368612779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/2009/12/ode-to-dewitt.html' title='Ode to Dewitt'/><author><name>Allisun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12682491734650717416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SxRVE7B9_gI/AAAAAAAAAXY/f9H3qS5seAw/S220/thanksgiving+and+what+not+105.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SyKCziWfFdI/AAAAAAAAAYY/uSh_K_IojvI/s72-c/Washington+DC+03-09+034.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8373542689776391283.post-4150659433072066538</id><published>2009-12-06T17:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T17:40:22.193-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Got myself a notion...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SxxdBdqrpAI/AAAAAAAAAYA/YH9IwoimEak/s1600-h/thanksgiving+and+what+not+101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; FLOAT: right; CLEAR: both" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SxxdBdqrpAI/AAAAAAAAAYA/YH9IwoimEak/s320/thanksgiving+and+what+not+101.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Once upon a time, there was a fair maiden. She was quite ill the entire weekend before finals, and felt it neccessary to not study one bit, all in the name of recovery. Needless to say this was an appropriate decision, and the young maid felt in far higher spirits thanks to her efforts (or lack of efforts)!...&lt;br /&gt; I just felt terrible this past weekend, but I can't begin to act like I'm special because everyone and their dog is sick. I do believe my reasons for becoming ill go as follows...&lt;br /&gt;1. I sleep in very close proximity to my roomie who was sick before me.&lt;br /&gt;2. Half of the tennis team is/or was deathly ill.&lt;br /&gt;3. I spent very late nights riding in the back of trucks full of snow on the way to Wal Mart- It could be argued that point numero tres could be broken up into three points of its own. 1.late nights 2. snow trucks 3. wal mart- enough said.&lt;br /&gt; In other news, I just recently downloaded A Goofy Movie soundtrack! One of the best purchases of my life.&lt;br /&gt; Sacrament meeting went nearly a half hour longer than usual today, gotta love testimony meeting:)&lt;br /&gt; Less than 20 days till Christmas!&lt;br /&gt; I have had the most bizzare dreams lately! One dream was that it was Christmas Eve and that the world burst into complete Anarchy! (I have actually had many anarchy dreams in my life-I blame the parents for this) Another was that I went on a temple trip, and ended up finding out that I was actually going down to my OWN wedding! Imagine my suprise. There were a few more but I think my mind is starting to just repress all these strange dreams. Praise Be!&lt;br /&gt; "And maybe love is the reason why for the first time ever were seeing things eye to eye!"&lt;br /&gt; "If we listen to each other's heart we'll find were never to far apart."&lt;br /&gt;"Set the world in motion by reaching out for eachother's hands"- Just a few goofy movie quotes to brighten your day. Classic!&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:RIGHT'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8373542689776391283-4150659433072066538?l=justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/feeds/4150659433072066538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8373542689776391283&amp;postID=4150659433072066538&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373542689776391283/posts/default/4150659433072066538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373542689776391283/posts/default/4150659433072066538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/2009/12/got-myself-notion.html' title='Got myself a notion...'/><author><name>Allisun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12682491734650717416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SxRVE7B9_gI/AAAAAAAAAXY/f9H3qS5seAw/S220/thanksgiving+and+what+not+105.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SxxdBdqrpAI/AAAAAAAAAYA/YH9IwoimEak/s72-c/thanksgiving+and+what+not+101.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8373542689776391283.post-3478619192822962771</id><published>2009-11-30T09:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T09:48:31.536-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Confession Session</title><content type='html'>1. I recently commandeered Miken's sweatshirt. It is beautiful and in all fairness I did give her one of mine. Still she argued, trying to convince me to give it back to her. She kept trying to tell me about all the memories she had had with it. About 5 minutes prior to this converstation I had popped a pimple and wiped a speck of blood onto said sweatshirt. Back to the convo...Miken pointed right at that tiny little stain, and declared that she had dropped a splotch of paint in her art class sophomore year right there. She straight up lied to my face! But since I didn't want to admit to what I had just done I just went with her false memory and I lied too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. This past weekend I was at home and I had in my possession a little ziplock bag full of all my favorite jewlery. I was in the bathroom putting it away and the toilet seat happened to be up (I curse who evers fault that was) At the precise moment that I lifted up this bag, the darn plastic decided to loose all integrity and all of my jewelry spilled to the bottom of the toilet! I promptly proceeded to FLIP OUT! Momacita dear came running and and immediately swooped in and grabbed all of my jewelry...with her bare hand...out of the toilet, washed it off and drowned it in clorox. She then continued to argue with me for the rest of the weekend that it was infact clean, but I remained unconvinced. The day I was going to leave, La Momacita was Still trying to convince me to pick up all that jewelry and take it home. I wouldn't have anything to do with it, when she picked an earing up and straight up LICKED IT! BAH foolish woman! Well I took it home if for no other reason than to get her to stop licking my sicknast jewelry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. One of my roomates( who will remain nameless) decided to buy a big bag of delicious candy. I being human maybe gave into temptation once or twice (or lots) and stole lots of her candy and ate it! The worst of it is I threw the wrappers in another roomies(who will remain nameless) trash can, so that it woul look like she ate it. Im such a sneaky sinner bahahah. One day at lunch I was speaking to the previous roomie about this event and she devulged to me that she thought the latter roomie was creepin on her candy, and I went with it! I totally let her believe that roomie numero dos was the culprit, and she believed me, and since the roomies dont read this blog thats how its gonna stay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What confessions do you have!? Hold no bars please...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8373542689776391283-3478619192822962771?l=justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/feeds/3478619192822962771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8373542689776391283&amp;postID=3478619192822962771&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373542689776391283/posts/default/3478619192822962771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373542689776391283/posts/default/3478619192822962771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/2009/11/confession-session.html' title='Confession Session'/><author><name>Allisun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12682491734650717416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SxRVE7B9_gI/AAAAAAAAAXY/f9H3qS5seAw/S220/thanksgiving+and+what+not+105.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8373542689776391283.post-2255820797369920002</id><published>2009-11-29T13:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T13:36:35.317-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dewitt, Dallin, and papa. Aah there just so handsome!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SxLpXh2UGaI/AAAAAAAAAW4/2f-y6eVO3EM/s1600/thanksgiving+and+what+not+041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; FLOAT: right; CLEAR: both" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SxLpXh2UGaI/AAAAAAAAAW4/2f-y6eVO3EM/s320/thanksgiving+and+what+not+041.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;           &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                    Grandma Sherry's Beautiful hands!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SxLpXxRzTwI/AAAAAAAAAXA/moVS9rKBJbc/s1600/thanksgiving+and+what+not+042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; FLOAT: right; CLEAR: both" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SxLpXxRzTwI/AAAAAAAAAXA/moVS9rKBJbc/s320/thanksgiving+and+what+not+042.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                            &lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                   &lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                                                    Polly Bear playing futbol&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SxLpYbiTL0I/AAAAAAAAAXI/6MJG2QYgPIg/s1600/thanksgiving+and+what+not+058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; FLOAT: right; CLEAR: both" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SxLpYbiTL0I/AAAAAAAAAXI/6MJG2QYgPIg/s320/thanksgiving+and+what+not+058.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SxLpYvOqneI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/nbH-csu4UyU/s1600/thanksgiving+and+what+not+073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; FLOAT: right; CLEAR: both" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SxLpYvOqneI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/nbH-csu4UyU/s320/thanksgiving+and+what+not+073.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                                                            Dallin preparing for our yard hockey battle!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a wonderful weekend spent with my familia. It felt so good to enjoy fall and thanksgiving with all my buddies. They were crazy and it did take a while to get used to rhino rolling around the whole house in his little hamster ball, but other then that everything was the beyst! My first day home Lillian and I went out for a run that afternoon. We were out and about a bit to long, and were worried that we wouldn't get home in time to eat dinner with the missionaries. We were running on home, when two missionaries come riding by on their bikes. We wave at them mid run and ask if they happen to be going to our home for dinner. Turns out they were! we laughed and told them we would see them there in just a bit. After that Lilly and I had to run REALLY fast to make it home on time.&lt;br /&gt;Thanksgiving Dinner was delicious, and all the left overs were even better! The boy-os went out hunting that afternoon so the rest of us girls got to chillax! The weekend also included a killer game of yard hockey/dodge ball, a lovely visit from my best buddy Mandy! (long over due), and lots of delicious hot chocolate!&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:RIGHT'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8373542689776391283-2255820797369920002?l=justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/feeds/2255820797369920002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8373542689776391283&amp;postID=2255820797369920002&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373542689776391283/posts/default/2255820797369920002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373542689776391283/posts/default/2255820797369920002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/2009/11/dewitt-dallin-and-papa.html' title=''/><author><name>Allisun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12682491734650717416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SxRVE7B9_gI/AAAAAAAAAXY/f9H3qS5seAw/S220/thanksgiving+and+what+not+105.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SxLpXh2UGaI/AAAAAAAAAW4/2f-y6eVO3EM/s72-c/thanksgiving+and+what+not+041.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8373542689776391283.post-5191797685012078394</id><published>2009-11-29T13:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T13:16:32.571-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Giving Thanks n Stuff</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SxLkqx90C5I/AAAAAAAAAWY/bLYJKYVXEEU/s1600/thanksgiving+and+what+not+026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; FLOAT: left; CLEAR: both" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SxLkqx90C5I/AAAAAAAAAWY/bLYJKYVXEEU/s320/thanksgiving+and+what+not+026.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Momacita and Abuela Sherry preparing our feast&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SxLkrPEFwcI/AAAAAAAAAWg/_A3YTXEmoGE/s1600/thanksgiving+and+what+not+031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; FLOAT: left; CLEAR: both" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SxLkrPEFwcI/AAAAAAAAAWg/_A3YTXEmoGE/s320/thanksgiving+and+what+not+031.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  Dewitt, Polly, and Lilly just chillaxin...silly lilly looks a little baffled (to say the least)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SxLkrROPtsI/AAAAAAAAAWo/HRjnLjOwsAg/s1600/thanksgiving+and+what+not+033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; FLOAT: left; CLEAR: both" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SxLkrROPtsI/AAAAAAAAAWo/HRjnLjOwsAg/s320/thanksgiving+and+what+not+033.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  Yay I get to come visit my momacita again!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SxLkrywuXmI/AAAAAAAAAWw/kPDhDqq2C3o/s1600/thanksgiving+and+what+not+034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; FLOAT: left; CLEAR: both" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SxLkrywuXmI/AAAAAAAAAWw/kPDhDqq2C3o/s320/thanksgiving+and+what+not+034.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um yeah, this is just my normal face, dont judge!&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:LEFT'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405596600842023042" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SwSJd-g_cII/AAAAAAAAAWQ/1U4na_Yc6n8/s320/Tessa+and+Allison+Extravaganza+142.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I first moved in, my battery powered tooth brush turned out to be a thing of great speculation. For the first week or so, every time I brushed my teeth the roomies would freak out just a little bit. Im a bit of a tooth brushaholic so they had many opportunities to adapt to the gentle buzz that permiated our ity bity little dorm. Once I felt they were comfortable enough with this, I introduced them each spontaneously to a whole new sensation. While brushing my teeth, I would put my tooth brush on one side of my mouth, and have one of them put themselves cheek to cheek with me. I am told that this produced a fun tingly sensation, and I hope each of them enjoyed this little bonding moment with me. I can only hope for the day when I will get my own special buddy who I will, oh so lovingly, MaKe buy one of these special tooth brushes so that I can experience the other end of this little dealio. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In other news, yesterday was a wonderful day for many reasons, but most notable of these was the fact that STAR TREK came out on dvd!!! I saw it in theaters 4 times so needless to say I bought it as well. We had a lovely star trek gathering at Tessa's house that night to watch our feature film. I thoroughly enjoyed Tyrell quickly pulling out his knife to help me slice open the plastic covering on the dvd case. Opening them with your fingers is just unacceptable. I also loved falling asleep half way through it, and being awoken by Miken in the form of steam rollers! Bah what a rude awakening. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ready for this!? Another awkward moment with EAC boys. They never fail to rise to the occasion. I was walking to espanol when I came across a buddy and started chatting with him. He was telling me about his anatomy class that he had just attended and how interesting it is to learn how the human body works. I agreed with him until he followed it up with, "and now I have such a better appreciation for women and what they go through. I will never argue with a woman again when she complains about her menastration cycle."...Oh goodness Im so glad we had that heart to heart conversation. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And now I am going to head down to the caf, can't wait grab some edible(hopefully) food and chat/laugh it up with my tennis pals!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p.s. Ill save some chocolate milk for you dad!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8373542689776391283-1500221058734521599?l=justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/feeds/1500221058734521599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8373542689776391283&amp;postID=1500221058734521599&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373542689776391283/posts/default/1500221058734521599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373542689776391283/posts/default/1500221058734521599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/2009/11/cheek-to-cheek.html' title='Cheek to cheek'/><author><name>Allisun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12682491734650717416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SxRVE7B9_gI/AAAAAAAAAXY/f9H3qS5seAw/S220/thanksgiving+and+what+not+105.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SwSJd-g_cII/AAAAAAAAAWQ/1U4na_Yc6n8/s72-c/Tessa+and+Allison+Extravaganza+142.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8373542689776391283.post-8781272034792837485</id><published>2009-11-08T22:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T23:13:17.748-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh if only I were in Europe...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/Sve8s1xcr4I/AAAAAAAAAWI/D4sebKOF5QI/s1600-h/Rocky+Point+09+037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401993756588945282" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/Sve8s1xcr4I/AAAAAAAAAWI/D4sebKOF5QI/s320/Rocky+Point+09+037.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just love sundays! I just love when I lie to myself and say that I will get up early and do my homework in the morning time. And when that doesn't happen I lie to myself AGAIN and say that it will be done that evening. Someday I will come to terms with my procrastinating nature. Actually I guess I already have. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today has been somewhat of an intense day. Just so you can understand what I am saying I will relay the day for you...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;waking up was usual, I immediately turned my alarm clock off so that I could more effectively continue snoozing, then thank the heavens that Lanae's alarm clock is RELENTLESS. There would be no snoozing involved with that alarm clock (not true for Lanae, she is impervious to that thing.) So I creak around in my creaky bed for a bit, and again wonder if my 6 foot off the floor bed will keep its integrity and continue to fight gravity. Lucky for me it has lived to see another day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I continue on to tip toe around our dorm trying not to wake all my roomies. This is a fun game I play every morning, with really very little challenge. None of them will be woken up by accident or force. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eventually everyone is up and about, I getting ready for church and all the roomies preparing to depart to the frigid atmosphere of Idaho! I was humming &lt;em&gt;concerning hobbits&lt;/em&gt; to myself while they all chanted under their breaths pep talks, and volleyball mantras. Then we all FiNaLly headed down to the cafeteria for brunch. I swear these 'make you wait till 11:30 on the weekend before we feed you' routines will be the death of me. But they had french toast so all was well again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;All the beautiful giants then proceded to rush out of my life to go win their national volleyball titles, whilst I went to brave the stairs in my heels (just kidding I always walk barefoot all the way to church and back.) In sunday school the teacher tried to pull a fast one on us and get us to partner up with someone we've never met before. Luckily my buddy Karen and I are just as sneaky, and we just pretended never to have met each other before that very day. Are we ninjas you ask? You tell me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then on the way into sacrament I had a panic attack because I forgot if I was supposed to go sit on the stands right off since I was giving a talk or wait to go up when it was my turn to speak. Sheesh you never know what to think of until its to late and your already in the moment! Lucky for me a super wonderful woman saved my life and my dignity and told me I should go sit on the stand pronto! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My ward was in for a special treat. Not only were they going to get to hear a quote from Dumbledore (compliments of me-thats Right!), but they also all got a special treat in the form of time. Sacrament was somewhat shorter than usual, approximately ahemahem a half hour or so...(compliments of me, and this other chica and guy) who all choose to have exceptionally short (but sweet) talks. I think it was a good thing, keeps the people of mt. graham 1st ward on their feet! You never know what could happen at sacrament meeting now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Afterward, I was conversing with an extremely nice young man who asked for my phone number so that we could play tennis some time. I, being the smooth criminal that I am, gave him my social security number instead! Lucky for me, I'm thinken he wont still my identity, lucky for him I didn't die of laughter and managed to give him my real number too. Oh the joys of the singles ward. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then to my pure delight, on entering my dorm I discovered that our bathroom light decided that the extent of its life was OVA! I just can't wait to shower in the dark always, until of course I decide to no longer be lazy and go down and ask the nice people at the office if they might change it for me. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Continuing on with life, Tonight was my grandma ShoesOn's birthday dinner! YaY, I hope you had a lovely birthday grandma. My favorite part was when she oh so lovingly DEMANDED that I, and I quote..."Come On bring me presents Allison!" I also thoroughly enjoyed stealing strawberries behind Mary's back with Isabel and Polly, watching Breanna sing taylor swift (way better I might add), admiring Dewitts gun show with Carson, wiping the tears from Tony's face while we were on the subject of hunting, living up mine and Luke's twin shirtness, watching as Momacita tried to convince one of the little twins to write a love letter to her, and watching as it ended up becoming a crayoned pray on napkin?, and oh so much more! I think every one in the world must just covet my family, because they're all probably much more bored than we are. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After stealing a decent amount of delicious left overs, I headed home mid text conversation with Miken. The direction this convo was heading was leading me to believe that we would be hanging out quite soon, when suddenly Miken decides to drop off the face of the earth. She does this to me quite often actually. We will be plotting and planning and then the insomniac/WAY Opposite(I just cant remember the name) will drop dead and sleep for hours on end. Then around 11:00, she will wake up again, and continue texting me. Sound like a fun game? I dont think so. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After realizing that I had been rejected, I continued on with my blog stalking, and felt so inspired that I thought I would right a post of my own. So there you go world.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8373542689776391283-8781272034792837485?l=justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/feeds/8781272034792837485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8373542689776391283&amp;postID=8781272034792837485&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373542689776391283/posts/default/8781272034792837485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373542689776391283/posts/default/8781272034792837485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/2009/11/oh-if-only-i-were-in-europe.html' title='Oh if only I were in Europe...'/><author><name>Allisun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12682491734650717416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SxRVE7B9_gI/AAAAAAAAAXY/f9H3qS5seAw/S220/thanksgiving+and+what+not+105.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/Sve8s1xcr4I/AAAAAAAAAWI/D4sebKOF5QI/s72-c/Rocky+Point+09+037.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8373542689776391283.post-1293501596079816197</id><published>2009-09-27T22:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T22:37:28.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Dawning of a New Age</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SsBHp7ZGF9I/AAAAAAAAAWA/niG3Rhr8hVw/s1600-h/EAC+Fall+09+046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386383939978270674" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SsBHp7ZGF9I/AAAAAAAAAWA/niG3Rhr8hVw/s320/EAC+Fall+09+046.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SsBHpcJFRzI/AAAAAAAAAV4/FhMA-d5kugo/s1600-h/EAC+Fall+09+039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386383931589609266" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SsBHpcJFRzI/AAAAAAAAAV4/FhMA-d5kugo/s320/EAC+Fall+09+039.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SsBHoxF3kCI/AAAAAAAAAVw/KyP0MCbqpKQ/s1600-h/EAC+Fall+09+037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386383920033402914" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SsBHoxF3kCI/AAAAAAAAAVw/KyP0MCbqpKQ/s320/EAC+Fall+09+037.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SsBHP6evrQI/AAAAAAAAAVo/kNXaU0LqWgk/s1600-h/EAC+Fall+09+018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; 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HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386383476371952706" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SsBHO8UvFEI/AAAAAAAAAVY/SgyAIy4llGY/s320/EAC+Fall+09+023.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SsBGuj1eNwI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/tgBmSFbI_2Q/s1600-h/EAC+Fall+09+008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386382920042559234" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SsBGuj1eNwI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/tgBmSFbI_2Q/s320/EAC+Fall+09+008.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SsBGuJ7HgKI/AAAAAAAAAVI/dDxWlCZKzMU/s1600-h/EAC+Fall+09+007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386382913086914722" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SsBGuJ7HgKI/AAAAAAAAAVI/dDxWlCZKzMU/s320/EAC+Fall+09+007.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SsBGti1IzVI/AAAAAAAAAVA/WNoIxqhgt-I/s1600-h/EAC+Fall+09+005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386382902592851282" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SsBGti1IzVI/AAAAAAAAAVA/WNoIxqhgt-I/s320/EAC+Fall+09+005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, I am now about one month into my college existance. It has been very eventfull to say the least. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am living in the dorms at EAC, and I have 3 very interesting, entertaining, and TALL roomates. Their names are Marci(Arson), Lanae, and Demaree...and they are all on the volleyball team. Hence their ginormous hight. They all call me 'little alli' which I think means they affectionately accept my hight deficiancy. But they are all so beautiful and sweet, and I really lucked out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some of my most recent college adventures have included, but are not limited to, sliding down water falls in the rain at Fry Mesa, going to some cRaZy dance parties, lighting a few tennis balls on fire, and playing with them(with oven mitts on ofcourse), playing human rubber bands at the institute, Taco Day!, Drinking Orchata and learning how to salsa dance at El Grito, and LoTs of Studing of course! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haha I am also playing tennis on the team here, which is going so well. I love all the girls on my team, and can't wait to see how we do when the season starts up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My actual classes are somewhat intense, but I find something to love about each of them. For instance...I love how easy it is to go sign my name on the clip board at pilates and pretend that I have been to that class more than 3 times. I also love the fact that I can now say I have read Chaucer's works, compliments of English Literature. I am growing immensly in my ability to "Socially Interact" with humans, all because of Sociology, and I even LOVE Math at 8Freakin A.M. every Freakin morning! Tessa I owe you big, because with out you I wouldn't be able to find anything lovable about that class...and last but not least...Yo Amor Mi Espanole Clase!!!! Im almost fluent, just give me another week or two. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its all definatly a ton of fun though, and I'm loving almost every minute of it! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Con Amor &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Allison&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8373542689776391283-1293501596079816197?l=justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/feeds/1293501596079816197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8373542689776391283&amp;postID=1293501596079816197&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373542689776391283/posts/default/1293501596079816197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373542689776391283/posts/default/1293501596079816197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/2009/09/dawning-of-new-age.html' title='The Dawning of a New Age'/><author><name>Allisun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12682491734650717416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SxRVE7B9_gI/AAAAAAAAAXY/f9H3qS5seAw/S220/thanksgiving+and+what+not+105.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SsBHp7ZGF9I/AAAAAAAAAWA/niG3Rhr8hVw/s72-c/EAC+Fall+09+046.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8373542689776391283.post-8822730724641277975</id><published>2009-08-06T20:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T21:14:30.724-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Adventures with Meredith</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/Snup_98pz-I/AAAAAAAAAU4/OvT7jfPk4Po/s1600-h/Meredith+403.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367070297367891938" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/Snup_98pz-I/AAAAAAAAAU4/OvT7jfPk4Po/s320/Meredith+403.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/Snuou5WczfI/AAAAAAAAAUw/gzcGPgxaZms/s1600-h/Meredith+407.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 214px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367068904564510194" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/Snuou5WczfI/AAAAAAAAAUw/gzcGPgxaZms/s320/Meredith+407.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SnumKJvztxI/AAAAAAAAAUo/LMFNUXvpFOg/s1600-h/Meredith+284.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367066074287421202" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SnumKJvztxI/AAAAAAAAAUo/LMFNUXvpFOg/s320/Meredith+284.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SnukugashDI/AAAAAAAAAUg/-sMjk3biWsM/s1600-h/Meredith+227.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367064499824919602" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SnukugashDI/AAAAAAAAAUg/-sMjk3biWsM/s320/Meredith+227.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SnufZAc_QgI/AAAAAAAAAUY/fjwz6wOqWeU/s1600-h/Meredith+160.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367058632909210114" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SnufZAc_QgI/AAAAAAAAAUY/fjwz6wOqWeU/s320/Meredith+160.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SnufY7w8CRI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/vNhmAqEs69c/s1600-h/Meredith+146.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 214px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367058631650707730" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SnufY7w8CRI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/vNhmAqEs69c/s320/Meredith+146.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SnufYZHqVKI/AAAAAAAAAUI/d8GYwvVg_Is/s1600-h/Meredith+039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 214px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367058622350775458" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SnufYZHqVKI/AAAAAAAAAUI/d8GYwvVg_Is/s320/Meredith+039.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today was a grand adventure! Meredith and I got to wander all over the land in search of stimulating backgrounds, and original sceneries, that would be worthy of her beautiful self. Needless to say we found a few. While on main street we saw many people jealously staring at us, wishing they were special enough to get their pictures taken, wandered through a few buildings we weren't to sure were supposed to wandered through, and discovered that Safford's main street is actually quite colorful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Moving on we found a couple exciting spots in the form of random strangers front yards, luckily none of them were home. Then we headed up to the Mountain of DOOM! We had no prior knowledge that this was now the appropriate title for our mountian looming in the distance. Both of us were under the impression that it was referred to as Mount Graham...hahahahohoh...False Advertisement! Explanation to follow...So we took many beautiful pictures in the supposedly peaceful mountain. Meredith's gorgeous blue dress made her look very lovely among all the greenery(sp?) So we enthusiastically continued treking through the woodland area. I with my camera and Mere in her heels. We found a quaint little park bench higher up and so Meredith went to sit on it and I was walking around the side to set up at a better angle...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;THEN in a very serene, non chalant voice I here Meredith say, Oh look a rattle snake....WHAT!!! I dont have many fears in life but snakes are at the top of the list! and I almost stepped on it! AhHh I am still squirmy...So continuing on with our story, I jump back on a rock and start hyperventalating. Mere finally coaxs me to jump up onto the park table with her. We are sitting there staring at it, when Mere starts cooing at it like you might act towards a kitten, while I'm starting to convulse uncontrolobly. Then she gets the bright idea to thow a stick at it! Seriously who does that? Us apparantly, so I got my camera ready and tried to steady my shaking hands while Meredith starting heckling the servent of lucifer. It reared up and started rattling, the whole nine yards and we start screaming and really freaking out. It started moving around and I was just dieing and Meredith was back to her cool, collected, apparantly idiotic self. She jumped off the bench to start walking back to the car, and as soon as she got down it started rattling again, so she backed farther off and started telling me to follow her. Um heck no way! I choose life and so I stayed on top of the bench for a while more. Finally I got my breathing under control and leapt as far away from the danger zone as I could. We travelled back Ninja style, walking very sneakily and making sure that the snake hadn't circled around to attack again. When we got back to the security of Corben, we quickly exited the forbidden area and drove away. On our way down we tried our hardest to signal to all the cars going up, that there was a snake and to Beware! NONE of them understood us, and we would have made a sign to better get our point across, but we came unprepared for making danger notice signs. I do feel bad for all the unprepared people who wandered up, and hope they were as lucky as us...So you thought you were going to get to read a fun little blip about a hot girl taking senior pictures....little did you know!...well guess what...LITTLE DID WE KNOW TOO!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8373542689776391283-8822730724641277975?l=justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/feeds/8822730724641277975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8373542689776391283&amp;postID=8822730724641277975&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373542689776391283/posts/default/8822730724641277975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373542689776391283/posts/default/8822730724641277975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/2009/08/adventures-with-meredith.html' title='Adventures with Meredith'/><author><name>Allisun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12682491734650717416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SxRVE7B9_gI/AAAAAAAAAXY/f9H3qS5seAw/S220/thanksgiving+and+what+not+105.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/Snup_98pz-I/AAAAAAAAAU4/OvT7jfPk4Po/s72-c/Meredith+403.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8373542689776391283.post-2516484844524091758</id><published>2009-07-20T11:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T11:34:34.533-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Biggest Oxymoron!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SmS4n53fHlI/AAAAAAAAAUA/2QkHxbD6HMk/s1600-h/july09+061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360612452165688914" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SmS4n53fHlI/AAAAAAAAAUA/2QkHxbD6HMk/s320/july09+061.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SmS4nqZQGqI/AAAAAAAAAT4/ycqOthgxeHo/s1600-h/july09+059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360612448012343970" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SmS4nqZQGqI/AAAAAAAAAT4/ycqOthgxeHo/s320/july09+059.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SmS4nEXrxFI/AAAAAAAAATw/m5_CA60ipvs/s1600-h/july09+048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360612437805220946" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SmS4nEXrxFI/AAAAAAAAATw/m5_CA60ipvs/s320/july09+048.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SmS1OtHdCxI/AAAAAAAAATo/dmhNW-klSD8/s1600-h/july09+046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 214px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360608720711387922" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SmS1OtHdCxI/AAAAAAAAATo/dmhNW-klSD8/s320/july09+046.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SmS1OcKyH0I/AAAAAAAAATg/w-liRi5uT6A/s1600-h/july09+045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 214px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360608716161949506" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SmS1OcKyH0I/AAAAAAAAATg/w-liRi5uT6A/s320/july09+045.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SmS1N8PSTTI/AAAAAAAAATY/2b70Wd-r7xo/s1600-h/july09+042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360608707590901042" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SmS1N8PSTTI/AAAAAAAAATY/2b70Wd-r7xo/s320/july09+042.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;There are many elements that came into play during the creation of my most recent adventure. One of those was the fact that I live in a hick town and silly things like this are innevitable. Another is that it is summer time, and my friends and I are very bored. And lastly when you combine three very friendly but Very different people, strange things result, so....A while ago my friends Mandy and Meredith and I were talking and somehow started trying to come up with oxymorons. One of our favorite ones were a of a person exercising while eating a donut...The more we talked about it the more fun it sounded, so we decided to try it out ourselves! These pictures are our documentation of our favorite oxymoron. There were some sacrifices in our experiment. For instance I think this is the earliest(7am) that Mandy has gotten up at in a VeRy long time and Meredith and I were worried for our lives when we picked her up. We got many strange looks from fellow joggers who had neither a camera nor a donut in hand. I really think they were just jealeous. My fingers were in the hazard zone as Mandy nearly inhaled both her donut and then mine, right out of my hand! Sheesh, and then to our credit, afterword we did go walk for about an hour all around the land! all in all it was a very entertaining time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8373542689776391283-2516484844524091758?l=justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/feeds/2516484844524091758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8373542689776391283&amp;postID=2516484844524091758&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373542689776391283/posts/default/2516484844524091758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373542689776391283/posts/default/2516484844524091758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/2009/07/biggest-oxymoron.html' title='The Biggest Oxymoron!'/><author><name>Allisun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12682491734650717416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SxRVE7B9_gI/AAAAAAAAAXY/f9H3qS5seAw/S220/thanksgiving+and+what+not+105.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SmS4n53fHlI/AAAAAAAAAUA/2QkHxbD6HMk/s72-c/july09+061.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8373542689776391283.post-4917691518608520555</id><published>2009-07-18T17:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T17:30:25.109-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SmJpEUFJHlI/AAAAAAAAATQ/y-Q3wd9Xi7w/s1600-h/random5-09+033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359962029354982994" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SmJpEUFJHlI/AAAAAAAAATQ/y-Q3wd9Xi7w/s320/random5-09+033.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SmJpEI_GFZI/AAAAAAAAATI/Vj8SoSRIch0/s1600-h/random5-09+003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359962026376828306" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SmJpEI_GFZI/AAAAAAAAATI/Vj8SoSRIch0/s320/random5-09+003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SmJpDhY6jtI/AAAAAAAAATA/9Edtghgd7Oo/s1600-h/random5-09+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359962015747706578" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SmJpDhY6jtI/AAAAAAAAATA/9Edtghgd7Oo/s320/random5-09+002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last night I went with my family to watch UP....Soo Adorable! We were all grinning from ear to ear the entire time. and the short movie that was right before the previews was my absolute favorite. I would go back to the movie just to see that. It was about clouds making little creatures like puppys or chikens and storks that pick them up to take them home. But it was the misfit cloud that was the Best! Haha his poor stork got creatures like alligators, battering rams, and eels. But it was just soo funny to watch and so endearing at the same time:) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway I have been up to a whole lot of nothing this summer and I'm not gonna lie I have loved it! Im coaching tennis at EAC, I am a frequent stalker of facebook, I have learned to love swimming, and am preparing for the world of college! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just went down to Tucson with Tessa and Jordon to watch Harry Potter, and I actually liked it! I havent been all to happy with the movies compared to the books but this one did a decent job. And we even got a very entertaining arguement in the line to watch! If you want to here the story I will tell you in person because I dont feel like writing it down. ANd I guess I'll throw in some random pics so that this post wont be to boring:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8373542689776391283-4917691518608520555?l=justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/feeds/4917691518608520555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8373542689776391283&amp;postID=4917691518608520555&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373542689776391283/posts/default/4917691518608520555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373542689776391283/posts/default/4917691518608520555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/2009/07/up.html' title='Up'/><author><name>Allisun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12682491734650717416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SxRVE7B9_gI/AAAAAAAAAXY/f9H3qS5seAw/S220/thanksgiving+and+what+not+105.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SmJpEUFJHlI/AAAAAAAAATQ/y-Q3wd9Xi7w/s72-c/random5-09+033.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8373542689776391283.post-5474183867019812626</id><published>2009-06-13T18:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T18:37:34.990-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Actual Graduation Pics</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SjRUQPYVj0I/AAAAAAAAAS4/zmucK4U5UnM/s1600-h/graduation+09+180.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346991295578869570" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SjRUQPYVj0I/AAAAAAAAAS4/zmucK4U5UnM/s320/graduation+09+180.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SjRUP4chSbI/AAAAAAAAASw/k-mNgoQjlq4/s1600-h/graduation+09+165.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346991289422399922" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SjRUP4chSbI/AAAAAAAAASw/k-mNgoQjlq4/s320/graduation+09+165.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SjRUPg5FNsI/AAAAAAAAASo/RbEanBf0kpU/s1600-h/graduation+09+191.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346991283099743938" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SjRUPg5FNsI/AAAAAAAAASo/RbEanBf0kpU/s320/graduation+09+191.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SjRSpTbyCiI/AAAAAAAAASg/LUgiw6cIGpY/s1600-h/graduation+09+196.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346989527140534818" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SjRSpTbyCiI/AAAAAAAAASg/LUgiw6cIGpY/s320/graduation+09+196.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SjRSoyqT-KI/AAAAAAAAASY/w0ghwzGBohU/s1600-h/graduation+09+167.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346989518343108770" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SjRSoyqT-KI/AAAAAAAAASY/w0ghwzGBohU/s320/graduation+09+167.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SjRSoo3h_1I/AAAAAAAAASQ/zBQVcqM-JKA/s1600-h/graduation+09+156.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346989515714199378" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SjRSoo3h_1I/AAAAAAAAASQ/zBQVcqM-JKA/s320/graduation+09+156.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SjRQ18kP05I/AAAAAAAAASI/54laGV8wTE8/s1600-h/graduation+09+113.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346987545317069714" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SjRQ18kP05I/AAAAAAAAASI/54laGV8wTE8/s320/graduation+09+113.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SjRQ1n5hJtI/AAAAAAAAASA/js9psxpkI-Q/s1600-h/graduation+09+107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346987539769140946" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SjRQ1n5hJtI/AAAAAAAAASA/js9psxpkI-Q/s320/graduation+09+107.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SjRQ1VzuhWI/AAAAAAAAAR4/A9jlmgs5E_M/s1600-h/graduation+09+090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346987534913013090" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SjRQ1VzuhWI/AAAAAAAAAR4/A9jlmgs5E_M/s320/graduation+09+090.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok this is the real deal. Honestly I have very few real memories of my graduation because i had a miserable cold/strep throat! and i was in pain and SuPeR drugged up, but I got my diploma and thats all I wanted haha. THANK YOU to all the people who came or gave me cards or showed their love in some form. I love you guys!!!....and my graduation gift was this LAPTOP that I am typing on! thanks madre and papa! her name is maria!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8373542689776391283-5474183867019812626?l=justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/feeds/5474183867019812626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8373542689776391283&amp;postID=5474183867019812626&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373542689776391283/posts/default/5474183867019812626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373542689776391283/posts/default/5474183867019812626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/2009/06/actual-graduation-pics.html' title='Actual Graduation Pics'/><author><name>Allisun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12682491734650717416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SxRVE7B9_gI/AAAAAAAAAXY/f9H3qS5seAw/S220/thanksgiving+and+what+not+105.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SjRUQPYVj0I/AAAAAAAAAS4/zmucK4U5UnM/s72-c/graduation+09+180.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8373542689776391283.post-4428434100704704545</id><published>2009-06-08T08:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T08:55:22.435-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LLOONNGG Over Due!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/Si00HhmSyDI/AAAAAAAAARw/zgyr1AWsV50/s1600-h/graduation+09+062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344985636641359922" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/Si00HhmSyDI/AAAAAAAAARw/zgyr1AWsV50/s320/graduation+09+062.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/Si00HaiqmjI/AAAAAAAAARo/7uGv-MXBttc/s1600-h/graduation+09+035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344985634747095602" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/Si00HaiqmjI/AAAAAAAAARo/7uGv-MXBttc/s320/graduation+09+035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/Si00HJ3wa3I/AAAAAAAAARg/HeBA5O-gOCg/s1600-h/graduation+09+026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344985630272154482" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/Si00HJ3wa3I/AAAAAAAAARg/HeBA5O-gOCg/s320/graduation+09+026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/Si00G80v_mI/AAAAAAAAARY/y3oXyEDqjKA/s1600-h/graduation+09+015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344985626769882722" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/Si00G80v_mI/AAAAAAAAARY/y3oXyEDqjKA/s320/graduation+09+015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/Si00GhBg5wI/AAAAAAAAARQ/Ido3ZHMS_zY/s1600-h/graduation+09+005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344985619307226882" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/Si00GhBg5wI/AAAAAAAAARQ/Ido3ZHMS_zY/s320/graduation+09+005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/Si0yUYj3eYI/AAAAAAAAARI/hD_DZpCPOs4/s1600-h/random5-09+032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344983658530306434" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/Si0yUYj3eYI/AAAAAAAAARI/hD_DZpCPOs4/s320/random5-09+032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/Si0yUKiGOGI/AAAAAAAAARA/lZc1rx03Njc/s1600-h/random5-09+021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344983654764787810" style="FLOAT: left; 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WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/Si0yTkHSYUI/AAAAAAAAAQw/hcoaTKS9iVI/s320/random5-09+003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/Si0yTc1xLzI/AAAAAAAAAQo/lhFxQYCbq3I/s1600-h/random5-09+013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344983642499264306" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/Si0yTc1xLzI/AAAAAAAAAQo/lhFxQYCbq3I/s320/random5-09+013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well much has been going on and i have been way to lazy to blog any of it so i'll try and fill you all in and just let the pictures be self explanatory...They activities include getting 1st at individual state! getting 2nd at team state! graduating from seminary (and talking at it to)! and Graduating from High school! FOREVER!!!! YYYEEESSS!!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8373542689776391283-4428434100704704545?l=justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/feeds/4428434100704704545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8373542689776391283&amp;postID=4428434100704704545&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373542689776391283/posts/default/4428434100704704545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373542689776391283/posts/default/4428434100704704545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/2009/06/lloonngg-over-due.html' title='LLOONNGG Over Due!'/><author><name>Allisun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12682491734650717416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SxRVE7B9_gI/AAAAAAAAAXY/f9H3qS5seAw/S220/thanksgiving+and+what+not+105.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/Si00HhmSyDI/AAAAAAAAARw/zgyr1AWsV50/s72-c/graduation+09+062.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8373542689776391283.post-327803252798733679</id><published>2009-04-03T19:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T19:51:16.310-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WaSHIngTon DC!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SdbKbIWkGlI/AAAAAAAAAQg/Np6DCkyhfOk/s1600-h/maz-dc+330.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320662577232222802" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SdbKbIWkGlI/AAAAAAAAAQg/Np6DCkyhfOk/s320/maz-dc+330.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SdbKa90_aQI/AAAAAAAAAQY/-fVhuVU8r88/s1600-h/maz-dc+220.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320662574407051522" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SdbKa90_aQI/AAAAAAAAAQY/-fVhuVU8r88/s320/maz-dc+220.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SdbKasv6YbI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/XGrAw9w6Q8c/s1600-h/washington+dc+09+030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320662569822347698" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SdbKasv6YbI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/XGrAw9w6Q8c/s320/washington+dc+09+030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SdbIiytxjOI/AAAAAAAAAQI/hqMw0dW9RU8/s1600-h/washington+dc+09+008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320660509839690978" style="FLOAT: left; 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MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SdbGZO1_npI/AAAAAAAAAPw/0xVpT8iH6lw/s320/washington+dc+027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SdbGY9ddAxI/AAAAAAAAAPo/zliVyv8agFc/s1600-h/washington+dc+023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320658141902078738" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SdbGY9ddAxI/AAAAAAAAAPo/zliVyv8agFc/s320/washington+dc+023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SdbGYlb99EI/AAAAAAAAAPg/1TdzyZKZ_64/s1600-h/washington+dc+004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320658135453398082" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SdbGYlb99EI/AAAAAAAAAPg/1TdzyZKZ_64/s320/washington+dc+004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had a suprise trip to visit our family over spring break...and not only did we get to spend lots of time with my super awsome aunt n uncle+their chillens...but they very conviently live right next to our nation's CAPITAL! SOO we got a first hand view of many sorts of neat things...some of which were..1) getting to chill with a real life commuter at 6 am(aka 3am in AZ world) going to work at DC..woot that was fun Shad:) 2) walking from the capital building to arlington cemetery and getting to see everything along the way(or at least as much as we could manage:)) 3)getting to feel really out of place because we werent dressed in suits and wearing tags like every other government person there 4) Taking Bridger to his first ever soccer practice and walking up and down a Huge soccer field asking every coach in sight if they would claim that crazy child:) Dallin and I finally did find his coach who was ofcourse the very last coach on the field for us to ask, who was also at the very start..Dont know how we missed them when we first got there? haha 5)being very naivly unprepared for the cold Maryland 6)dodging all the bikers EVERYWHERE in DC 7) Celebrating Esther and Soren's birthdays and enjoying HardCore chocolate cake 8)being introduced to &lt;em&gt;So I Married An Axe Murderer&lt;/em&gt; by Shad..Haha scarriest comedy in the world:) 9)visiting the amish people and watching as Dewitt became one of them??? he really looked amish after he bought a ton of amish gear 10)Going to Gettysburg with battlefield bridger...he was our tour guide and he let us all know each time we came across a cannon that it was now an appropriate time to stop and take a picture..&lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt; neat place though 11)watching beverly hill chihuahas with marlie and harason! 13) going to Chocolate Heaven! aka Hershey Pennsylvania...changed my life 14)visiting Mount Vernon! beautiful beautiful beautiful.. and MUCHO MORE!!!! it was an amazing trip and we all loved every minute of it..thanks for letting us come visit you Esther and Shad!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8373542689776391283-327803252798733679?l=justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/feeds/327803252798733679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8373542689776391283&amp;postID=327803252798733679&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373542689776391283/posts/default/327803252798733679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373542689776391283/posts/default/327803252798733679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/2009/04/washington-dc.html' title='WaSHIngTon DC!!'/><author><name>Allisun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12682491734650717416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SxRVE7B9_gI/AAAAAAAAAXY/f9H3qS5seAw/S220/thanksgiving+and+what+not+105.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SdbKbIWkGlI/AAAAAAAAAQg/Np6DCkyhfOk/s72-c/maz-dc+330.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8373542689776391283.post-4384824162057807716</id><published>2009-03-22T14:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T15:18:28.789-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pave paradise and put up a parking lot</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/Sca5H4K-F-I/AAAAAAAAAPY/4ukM0rfVj8E/s1600-h/christmas+08...more+030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316139955146069986" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/Sca5H4K-F-I/AAAAAAAAAPY/4ukM0rfVj8E/s320/christmas+08...more+030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/Sca5HyRkCGI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/RyZe03AnUqA/s1600-h/christmas+08...more+031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316139953563109474" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/Sca5HyRkCGI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/RyZe03AnUqA/s320/christmas+08...more+031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/Sca5HBHujgI/AAAAAAAAAPI/ipRO2CSAVXk/s1600-h/christmas+08...more+037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316139940368518658" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/Sca5HBHujgI/AAAAAAAAAPI/ipRO2CSAVXk/s320/christmas+08...more+037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/Sca5GSj5QMI/AAAAAAAAAPA/pl-CgSiad7E/s1600-h/christmas+08...more+048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316139927870193858" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/Sca5GSj5QMI/AAAAAAAAAPA/pl-CgSiad7E/s320/christmas+08...more+048.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So things have started picking up speed around here...we just recently got my senior pictures taken, which was a lot of fun. The tennis season has started and Dallin Dewitt and I are all playing varsity this year, and so far we've been off to a good start. My classes are all a lot harder this semester than they were in the spring semester, which I think is ridiculus. It should be the other way around! I'm currently working on my research paper for my eng 102 class on China's one child policy..If anyone has any good info TELL me! I just gave my first lesson in Relief Society..I was very nervous up until that day, and then luckily I was able to calm down, and feel the spirit so I could give the lesson. I think it went all right for a first timer? And then just yesterday I quit my job at DQ! I really loved working there but I've just been getting to stressed out, and have not been able to do anything fun, which probably sounds like an irresponsible reason to quit, but oh well. In honor of quiting though, Lillian and I are planning a shopping trip to tucson in a couple of weeks to stock up on summer gear and blow ALL our money..Woot!...I also just signed a letter of intent with the EAC tennis coach for a full ride to EAC and I'm really siked about that, both the chance to play on the team, move OUT of mi casa, and start college. So thast whasts going on in my life. I hope all is well with everyone else!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8373542689776391283-4384824162057807716?l=justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/feeds/4384824162057807716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8373542689776391283&amp;postID=4384824162057807716&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373542689776391283/posts/default/4384824162057807716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373542689776391283/posts/default/4384824162057807716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/2009/03/pave-paradise-and-put-up-parking-lot.html' title='Pave paradise and put up a parking lot'/><author><name>Allisun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12682491734650717416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SxRVE7B9_gI/AAAAAAAAAXY/f9H3qS5seAw/S220/thanksgiving+and+what+not+105.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/Sca5H4K-F-I/AAAAAAAAAPY/4ukM0rfVj8E/s72-c/christmas+08...more+030.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8373542689776391283.post-6925503675196750865</id><published>2009-02-23T19:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T19:56:44.520-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tag your It!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SaNuK6aKIlI/AAAAAAAAAOw/cWA6ApM-SBA/s1600-h/new+years+at+pine+08+006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306205919729295954" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SaNuK6aKIlI/AAAAAAAAAOw/cWA6ApM-SBA/s320/new+years+at+pine+08+006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok so I got tagged...The instructions were to go to my picture file...Go to the 6th file, and get the 6th image..Wwwalla! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is New Years 2009! My family on my mom's side were all up at a cabin in Pine top, and while were were up there, we all had the honor of attending the wedding of bluebear and teddy. Blue Bear is the one in the middle with the snow coat. The one holding blue bear is his mother polly...The best man is Po the Kung Fu Panda and his 'holder' Dewitt and then Blue Bear's father...dad! It was a funt time for sure! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I tag &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tessa, Loren, Erica, and Esther&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8373542689776391283-6925503675196750865?l=justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/feeds/6925503675196750865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8373542689776391283&amp;postID=6925503675196750865&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373542689776391283/posts/default/6925503675196750865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373542689776391283/posts/default/6925503675196750865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/2009/02/tag-your-it.html' title='Tag your It!'/><author><name>Allisun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12682491734650717416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SxRVE7B9_gI/AAAAAAAAAXY/f9H3qS5seAw/S220/thanksgiving+and+what+not+105.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SaNuK6aKIlI/AAAAAAAAAOw/cWA6ApM-SBA/s72-c/new+years+at+pine+08+006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8373542689776391283.post-9056379728056653832</id><published>2009-02-07T11:04:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T11:27:13.203-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Modeling Pics</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SY3gTrfiu0I/AAAAAAAAAOg/-3Yc8YxxLRo/s1600-h/modeling+moffias!+008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300138965182102338" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SY3gTrfiu0I/AAAAAAAAAOg/-3Yc8YxxLRo/s320/modeling+moffias!+008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SY3fvAcTmoI/AAAAAAAAAOY/ZjtiAsByDvk/s1600-h/mesa+and+more!+055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300138335150512770" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SY3fvAcTmoI/AAAAAAAAAOY/ZjtiAsByDvk/s320/mesa+and+more!+055.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SY3e_8xWzZI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/aeSMutJ8p5E/s1600-h/mesa+and+more!+010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300137526711209362" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SY3e_8xWzZI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/aeSMutJ8p5E/s320/mesa+and+more!+010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dewitt and I had some fun one cloudy day, taking       pics. He fit the role perfectly. Then my purple heart pic was some fun with lenses. It was on a pride and prejudice book, so I named that pic 'words of luv'...I love Dewitt's ice skatingish pose. Its kinda random but the background color really shows him off well..the close up is my favorite though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8373542689776391283-9056379728056653832?l=justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/feeds/9056379728056653832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8373542689776391283&amp;postID=9056379728056653832&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373542689776391283/posts/default/9056379728056653832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373542689776391283/posts/default/9056379728056653832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/2009/02/modeling-pics.html' title='Modeling Pics'/><author><name>Allisun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12682491734650717416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SxRVE7B9_gI/AAAAAAAAAXY/f9H3qS5seAw/S220/thanksgiving+and+what+not+105.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SY3gTrfiu0I/AAAAAAAAAOg/-3Yc8YxxLRo/s72-c/modeling+moffias!+008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8373542689776391283.post-9015035788483541973</id><published>2009-01-13T13:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T21:41:10.687-08:00</updated><title type='text'>nEw yEaRs!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SW16ot6RCVI/AAAAAAAAAOA/rRrD5otfKu8/s1600-h/new+years+at+pine+08+062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291019977167538514" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SW16ot6RCVI/AAAAAAAAAOA/rRrD5otfKu8/s320/new+years+at+pine+08+062.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SW16oPNv45I/AAAAAAAAAN4/UgTwzO1VKAA/s1600-h/new+years+at+pine+08+098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291019968927753106" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SW16oPNv45I/AAAAAAAAAN4/UgTwzO1VKAA/s320/new+years+at+pine+08+098.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SW15guUECGI/AAAAAAAAANw/j9EW1MhMFkY/s1600-h/new+years+at+pine+08+099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291018740325156962" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SW15guUECGI/AAAAAAAAANw/j9EW1MhMFkY/s320/new+years+at+pine+08+099.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SW15gXdd4VI/AAAAAAAAANo/MCC-zwqxt7A/s1600-h/new+years+at+pine+08+088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291018734190584146" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SW15gXdd4VI/AAAAAAAAANo/MCC-zwqxt7A/s320/new+years+at+pine+08+088.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SW14S_08XHI/AAAAAAAAANg/QvpkZ6VBcgw/s1600-h/new+years+at+pine+08+045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291017404996672626" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SW14S_08XHI/AAAAAAAAANg/QvpkZ6VBcgw/s320/new+years+at+pine+08+045.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SW14SqsTDnI/AAAAAAAAANY/ZC2aaudpMRs/s1600-h/new+years+at+pine+08+056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291017399323266674" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SW14SqsTDnI/AAAAAAAAANY/ZC2aaudpMRs/s320/new+years+at+pine+08+056.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SW0X-HgDjCI/AAAAAAAAANQ/gK_ag4k8KT8/s1600-h/new+years+at+pine+08+060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290911493163027490" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SW0X-HgDjCI/AAAAAAAAANQ/gK_ag4k8KT8/s320/new+years+at+pine+08+060.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SW0XV92O2_I/AAAAAAAAANI/40P3dodbxfQ/s1600-h/new+years+at+pine+08+037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290910803376921586" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SW0XV92O2_I/AAAAAAAAANI/40P3dodbxfQ/s320/new+years+at+pine+08+037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SW0Wvh6WcWI/AAAAAAAAANA/oUAauHsf9BY/s1600-h/new+years+at+pine+08+029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290910143042974050" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SW0Wvh6WcWI/AAAAAAAAANA/oUAauHsf9BY/s320/new+years+at+pine+08+029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SW0Ti9qIbqI/AAAAAAAAAMo/b0PcH0fkGJQ/s1600-h/new+years+at+pine+08+015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290906628617957026" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SW0Ti9qIbqI/AAAAAAAAAMo/b0PcH0fkGJQ/s320/new+years+at+pine+08+015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SW0TiSul1fI/AAAAAAAAAMg/3cfoZ2_Hjzs/s1600-h/new+years+at+pine+08+006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290906617093936626" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SW0TiSul1fI/AAAAAAAAAMg/3cfoZ2_Hjzs/s320/new+years+at+pine+08+006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SW0SDFMdytI/AAAAAAAAAMY/VaUTVDXEuc8/s1600-h/new+years+at+pine+08+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290904981373569746" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SW0SDFMdytI/AAAAAAAAAMY/VaUTVDXEuc8/s320/new+years+at+pine+08+002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had a family reunion with my mom's side of the family this new years in Pine. It was so fun and relaxing. It was good to spend time with everyone. We had awsome food, a crazy hike.( if you ever need someone to encourage you to keep climbing a huge hill that goes straight up...then my cousin Carson is your man. Tyson learned that for sure:), we had a very intense game of maffia...my dad and uncle had a show down while my          sister Lillian was the maffia Everysingle Time!, we had a loong game of risk! and I almost held onto Asia:) soo close, we had about 3 different new years celebrations for each wave of children before they fell asleep at their different times, and we even had a WEDDING!!!...congradulations Blue Bear and Teddy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8373542689776391283-9015035788483541973?l=justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/feeds/9015035788483541973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8373542689776391283&amp;postID=9015035788483541973&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373542689776391283/posts/default/9015035788483541973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373542689776391283/posts/default/9015035788483541973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-years.html' title='nEw yEaRs!'/><author><name>Allisun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12682491734650717416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SxRVE7B9_gI/AAAAAAAAAXY/f9H3qS5seAw/S220/thanksgiving+and+what+not+105.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SW16ot6RCVI/AAAAAAAAAOA/rRrD5otfKu8/s72-c/new+years+at+pine+08+062.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8373542689776391283.post-6843914508421528654</id><published>2009-01-03T12:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T12:48:58.994-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Christmas! late</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SV_O-0R6NbI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/T6oqtEdGLb4/s1600-h/christmas+08+022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287172066137224626" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SV_O-0R6NbI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/T6oqtEdGLb4/s320/christmas+08+022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SV_O-siqyUI/AAAAAAAAAMI/xzNflv6bMV8/s1600-h/christmas+08+010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287172064060033346" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SV_O-siqyUI/AAAAAAAAAMI/xzNflv6bMV8/s320/christmas+08+010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SV_O-Gt78BI/AAAAAAAAAMA/f8XIt6T_cgA/s1600-h/christmas+08+021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287172053906747410" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SV_O-Gt78BI/AAAAAAAAAMA/f8XIt6T_cgA/s320/christmas+08+021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SV_O9a9jNBI/AAAAAAAAAL4/A4hobWwxZ4w/s1600-h/christmas+08+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287172042161075218" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SV_O9a9jNBI/AAAAAAAAAL4/A4hobWwxZ4w/s320/christmas+08+001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SV_O8iJOPTI/AAAAAAAAALw/_tp8EJybqcs/s1600-h/christmas+08+020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287172026909211954" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SV_O8iJOPTI/AAAAAAAAALw/_tp8EJybqcs/s320/christmas+08+020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Christmas was great with my family! we played kickball, ate food, played the nativity, and had a blast:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8373542689776391283-6843914508421528654?l=justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/feeds/6843914508421528654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8373542689776391283&amp;postID=6843914508421528654&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373542689776391283/posts/default/6843914508421528654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373542689776391283/posts/default/6843914508421528654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-christmas-late.html' title='Happy Christmas! late'/><author><name>Allisun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12682491734650717416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SxRVE7B9_gI/AAAAAAAAAXY/f9H3qS5seAw/S220/thanksgiving+and+what+not+105.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SV_O-0R6NbI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/T6oqtEdGLb4/s72-c/christmas+08+022.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8373542689776391283.post-4643622915728372779</id><published>2008-12-26T16:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T16:26:21.782-08:00</updated><title type='text'>How good is your memory redo!!! my bad</title><content type='html'>1.As a comment on my blog, leave one memory that you and I had together. It doesn't matter if you knew me a little or a lot, anything you remember!&lt;br /&gt;2. Next, re-post these instructions on your blog and see how many people leave a memory about you. It's actually pretty funny to see the responses.&lt;br /&gt;**If you leave a memory about me, I'll assume you're playing the game and I'll come to your blog and leave one about you.**&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8373542689776391283-4643622915728372779?l=justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/feeds/4643622915728372779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8373542689776391283&amp;postID=4643622915728372779&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373542689776391283/posts/default/4643622915728372779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373542689776391283/posts/default/4643622915728372779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/2008/12/how-good-is-your-memory-redo-my-bad.html' title='How good is your memory redo!!! my bad'/><author><name>Allisun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12682491734650717416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SxRVE7B9_gI/AAAAAAAAAXY/f9H3qS5seAw/S220/thanksgiving+and+what+not+105.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8373542689776391283.post-3910348988140607543</id><published>2008-12-26T16:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T16:24:36.015-08:00</updated><title type='text'>How good is your memory?</title><content type='html'>1.As a comment on my blog, leave one memory that you and I had together. It doesn't matter if you knew me a little or a lot, anything you remember!2. Next, re-post these instructions on your blog and see how many people leave a memory about you. It's actually pretty funny to see the responses.**If you leave a memory about me (or Daniel), I'll assume you're playing the game and I'll come to your blog and leave one about you.**&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8373542689776391283-3910348988140607543?l=justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/feeds/3910348988140607543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8373542689776391283&amp;postID=3910348988140607543&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373542689776391283/posts/default/3910348988140607543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373542689776391283/posts/default/3910348988140607543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/2008/12/how-good-is-your-memory.html' title='How good is your memory?'/><author><name>Allisun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12682491734650717416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SxRVE7B9_gI/AAAAAAAAAXY/f9H3qS5seAw/S220/thanksgiving+and+what+not+105.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8373542689776391283.post-1111407993299975069</id><published>2008-12-24T15:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T15:38:01.147-08:00</updated><title type='text'>fun stuff</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SVLHwOAtlsI/AAAAAAAAALo/gsZDWe0V5ug/s1600-h/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283504944067745474" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SVLHwOAtlsI/AAAAAAAAALo/gsZDWe0V5ug/s320/006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SVLHv1DiQjI/AAAAAAAAALg/MTuid3HbbWM/s1600-h/036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283504937368699442" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SVLHv1DiQjI/AAAAAAAAALg/MTuid3HbbWM/s320/036.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SVLHv5A5_QI/AAAAAAAAALY/g96y-GxoYQ0/s1600-h/reygan%27s+random+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283504938431413506" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SVLHv5A5_QI/AAAAAAAAALY/g96y-GxoYQ0/s320/reygan%27s+random+002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SVLHvq-omUI/AAAAAAAAALQ/tU2HRgY7O8I/s1600-h/reygan%27s+random+006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283504934663788866" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SVLHvq-omUI/AAAAAAAAALQ/tU2HRgY7O8I/s320/reygan%27s+random+006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just some random fun pics. Some are from thanksgiving and the others are just Dewitt and I goofing around. I got my new Canon Xsi which I am sooo excited about!!! you will definately see some kewl new pics soon....and christmas pics too!!! Merry Christmas all!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8373542689776391283-1111407993299975069?l=justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/feeds/1111407993299975069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8373542689776391283&amp;postID=1111407993299975069&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373542689776391283/posts/default/1111407993299975069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373542689776391283/posts/default/1111407993299975069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/2008/12/fun-stuff.html' title='fun stuff'/><author><name>Allisun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12682491734650717416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SxRVE7B9_gI/AAAAAAAAAXY/f9H3qS5seAw/S220/thanksgiving+and+what+not+105.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SVLHwOAtlsI/AAAAAAAAALo/gsZDWe0V5ug/s72-c/006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8373542689776391283.post-4726776454032408214</id><published>2008-11-14T22:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T22:32:44.280-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My BABY!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SR5s3kVCeyI/AAAAAAAAAKg/hdMlJn6yLKQ/s1600-h/my+baby+036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268768315970583330" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SR5s3kVCeyI/AAAAAAAAAKg/hdMlJn6yLKQ/s320/my+baby+036.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SR5s3eCqbWI/AAAAAAAAAKY/4-C9ttQFKuw/s1600-h/my+baby+026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268768314282896738" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SR5s3eCqbWI/AAAAAAAAAKY/4-C9ttQFKuw/s320/my+baby+026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SR5s3PCyTHI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/o_buf9ekPR4/s1600-h/my+baby+025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268768310256880754" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SR5s3PCyTHI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/o_buf9ekPR4/s320/my+baby+025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SR5s22HxUDI/AAAAAAAAAKI/oNwpJaeervE/s1600-h/my+baby+014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268768303566901298" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SR5s22HxUDI/AAAAAAAAAKI/oNwpJaeervE/s320/my+baby+014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SR5s2lGFZSI/AAAAAAAAAKA/tXsA7snfjxU/s1600-h/my+baby+018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268768298996426018" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SR5s2lGFZSI/AAAAAAAAAKA/tXsA7snfjxU/s320/my+baby+018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SR5r1kBgFTI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/inPVEUGcKjg/s1600-h/my+baby+023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268767182017271090" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SR5r1kBgFTI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/inPVEUGcKjg/s320/my+baby+023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SR5r1Xk_cXI/AAAAAAAAAJw/8XmdUt3zTvM/s1600-h/my+baby+024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268767178676466034" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SR5r1Xk_cXI/AAAAAAAAAJw/8XmdUt3zTvM/s320/my+baby+024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SR5r1P25OzI/AAAAAAAAAJo/mCAqZRvVeLA/s1600-h/my+baby+017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268767176604072754" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SR5r1P25OzI/AAAAAAAAAJo/mCAqZRvVeLA/s320/my+baby+017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SR5r0QRlo5I/AAAAAAAAAJg/GEIPT5lNt4Y/s1600-h/my+baby+010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268767159536165778" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SR5r0QRlo5I/AAAAAAAAAJg/GEIPT5lNt4Y/s320/my+baby+010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SR5r0KRXH2I/AAAAAAAAAJY/FnRp4-2LTIM/s1600-h/my+baby+007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268767157924601698" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SR5r0KRXH2I/AAAAAAAAAJY/FnRp4-2LTIM/s320/my+baby+007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;OK this is way super late but o well. I turned 18!!!! November 2nd I became an official adult. And for my gift i got my baby...my IPOD!!! yay-after much deliberation the 2 of us decided his name would be Marvin. I got the inspiration from the depressed robot on Hitchhikers Guide to the Galaxy. This does not mean that my Marvin is depressed, simply that he is named after someone depressed. Lol. I had a great birthday, and got the chance to spend time with lots of my friends and family so it was great! Thanks all who came and added to my happiness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8373542689776391283-4726776454032408214?l=justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/feeds/4726776454032408214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8373542689776391283&amp;postID=4726776454032408214&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373542689776391283/posts/default/4726776454032408214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373542689776391283/posts/default/4726776454032408214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-baby.html' title='My BABY!!!'/><author><name>Allisun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12682491734650717416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SxRVE7B9_gI/AAAAAAAAAXY/f9H3qS5seAw/S220/thanksgiving+and+what+not+105.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SR5s3kVCeyI/AAAAAAAAAKg/hdMlJn6yLKQ/s72-c/my+baby+036.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8373542689776391283.post-3594665911464749984</id><published>2008-11-04T20:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T20:06:19.119-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Voted!!!</title><content type='html'>I'm so excited that I got the chance to vote. If you want my honest opinion, I don't even really care who wins. I'm just glad that I got to participate and feel like an active member of my country! Kudos to all those who voted today&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8373542689776391283-3594665911464749984?l=justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/feeds/3594665911464749984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8373542689776391283&amp;postID=3594665911464749984&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373542689776391283/posts/default/3594665911464749984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373542689776391283/posts/default/3594665911464749984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-voted.html' title='I Voted!!!'/><author><name>Allisun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12682491734650717416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SxRVE7B9_gI/AAAAAAAAAXY/f9H3qS5seAw/S220/thanksgiving+and+what+not+105.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8373542689776391283.post-8448305377611384984</id><published>2008-10-29T22:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T22:37:09.418-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WOOHOO!!!</title><content type='html'>Today was my 1st day of work at Dairy Queen! It was fun, and even though I was really nervous it all turned out good and nobody yelled at me. I did get a       blister on my finger from the blizzard mixer, after I did something wrong and it exploded and ice cream went all over me, and I'm  still terrible at ice cream cones(like the little swirly tip) Jeremy Help!!! And the cash register is still a mystery to me, but its all good! And friday I get to wear a costume to work. Who could ask for more? O and FYI if you have an ice cream addiction that you want to cure, get a job at DQ, I was a die hard fan of ice cream but after 61/2 hours I'm already cured of that addiction. Its like another form of rehab. Lol -peace out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8373542689776391283-8448305377611384984?l=justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/feeds/8448305377611384984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8373542689776391283&amp;postID=8448305377611384984&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373542689776391283/posts/default/8448305377611384984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373542689776391283/posts/default/8448305377611384984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/2008/10/woohoo.html' title='WOOHOO!!!'/><author><name>Allisun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12682491734650717416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SxRVE7B9_gI/AAAAAAAAAXY/f9H3qS5seAw/S220/thanksgiving+and+what+not+105.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8373542689776391283.post-1950426915666518331</id><published>2008-10-28T21:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T21:30:38.598-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Its Been A While</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SQfkhj-VTlI/AAAAAAAAAJE/T_Gn0VFBzeU/s1600-h/032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262425954849214034" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SQfkhj-VTlI/AAAAAAAAAJE/T_Gn0VFBzeU/s320/032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SQfkhHGGxRI/AAAAAAAAAI8/JblB_zn4DDg/s1600-h/048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262425947097187602" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SQfkhHGGxRI/AAAAAAAAAI8/JblB_zn4DDg/s320/048.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SQfkg4yX06I/AAAAAAAAAI0/hx5dOLy2oDk/s1600-h/030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262425943256322978" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SQfkg4yX06I/AAAAAAAAAI0/hx5dOLy2oDk/s320/030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SQfkgpQ8skI/AAAAAAAAAIs/gEG_nwmWJNA/s1600-h/028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262425939089601090" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SQfkgpQ8skI/AAAAAAAAAIs/gEG_nwmWJNA/s320/028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, A lot has been happening so I'll give you a quick update... Yesterday I (and my whole familia, funny story behind that) went down to phoenix for the Matt Nathanson concert! Dewitt and I went and it was a blast! So so cool. This is one of my favorite concerts so far actually. It was a smaller venue so we were all just right there, and most of the time bands get on, play their music for an hour to an hour and a half, and then leave. He was up there for at least 2 and a half hours, and he was joking and talking to the crowd the whole time. He even sang Jesse's      mixed with one of his own songs, which was random but fun. It was a great time, and I really love his music. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then the annual pumpkin patch trip was last weekend, as well as homecoming! Woot! We played Globe and we killed em. Our theme for the week was the olympics. Our whole class thought that was kinda dumb so we chose the dumbest event in the olympics which everyone acgnolagez as &lt;strong&gt;speed walking!&lt;/strong&gt; And just to make it extra dumb we were the "french speed walkers" So the entire week all the seniors were speed walking through the halls. Lol, very um... interesting. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Those are the big events I guess. Lots has been happening inbetween, but its all normal stuff. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-6c58f5c55bbca88e" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v12.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D6c58f5c55bbca88e%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329996190%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7B36C682FA07BE32F0962E1E9143C47324348302.307594F861BAC9F4789F72B2F7DADD1C782FB37A%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D6c58f5c55bbca88e%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Doq2lTBRFU2a6x7yQcYubMnhYTHE&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v12.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D6c58f5c55bbca88e%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329996190%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7B36C682FA07BE32F0962E1E9143C47324348302.307594F861BAC9F4789F72B2F7DADD1C782FB37A%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D6c58f5c55bbca88e%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Doq2lTBRFU2a6x7yQcYubMnhYTHE&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8373542689776391283-1950426915666518331?l=justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=6c58f5c55bbca88e&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/feeds/1950426915666518331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8373542689776391283&amp;postID=1950426915666518331&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373542689776391283/posts/default/1950426915666518331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373542689776391283/posts/default/1950426915666518331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/2008/10/its-been-while.html' title='Its Been A While'/><author><name>Allisun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12682491734650717416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SxRVE7B9_gI/AAAAAAAAAXY/f9H3qS5seAw/S220/thanksgiving+and+what+not+105.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SQfkhj-VTlI/AAAAAAAAAJE/T_Gn0VFBzeU/s72-c/032.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8373542689776391283.post-6426529585569937695</id><published>2008-10-23T14:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T14:41:30.197-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Arwn</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SQDu6vvYERI/AAAAAAAAAIk/gSNCIRglP0o/s1600-h/arwen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260467057783738642" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 67px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SQDu6vvYERI/AAAAAAAAAIk/gSNCIRglP0o/s320/arwen.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;You are most like Arwen. Calm and reserved, you are not given to sudden outbursts. You conduct yourself with dignity...most of the time. The rest of the time you cut loose are are totally cool. You don't really think of yourself as popular, but plenty of people like you. You are not given to needless flirting. The right person will come along some day, and you are content to wait.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;               &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Wahoo. I am down with this discription. Don't know if its neccessarily true, but I don't mind having a random computer survey tell me that i'm awsome. I'm going to try and connect a link to the survey, hope it works.&lt;a href="http://www.geocities.com/mydigitalview/lotr_person.html"&gt;http://www.geocities.com/mydigitalview/lotr_person.html&lt;/a&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/8373542689776391283-6426529585569937695?l=justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/feeds/6426529585569937695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8373542689776391283&amp;postID=6426529585569937695&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373542689776391283/posts/default/6426529585569937695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373542689776391283/posts/default/6426529585569937695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/2008/10/im-arwn.html' title='I&apos;m Arwn'/><author><name>Allisun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12682491734650717416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SxRVE7B9_gI/AAAAAAAAAXY/f9H3qS5seAw/S220/thanksgiving+and+what+not+105.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SQDu6vvYERI/AAAAAAAAAIk/gSNCIRglP0o/s72-c/arwen.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8373542689776391283.post-7831280651113201545</id><published>2008-10-16T21:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T21:44:19.434-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dancing at discos! Eating cheese on Toast!</title><content type='html'>I think fall really just makes me happy and excited about life in general! I just really have been enjoying the fall atmosphere, and feel like I want to see the whole wide world. Especially Europe, and back east. Anywho, Kate Nash is a great musical person, and I enjoy her fun bebopy music lots. I got todays title from one of her songs, Merry Happy, check it out you will not be sorry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8373542689776391283-7831280651113201545?l=justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/feeds/7831280651113201545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8373542689776391283&amp;postID=7831280651113201545&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373542689776391283/posts/default/7831280651113201545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373542689776391283/posts/default/7831280651113201545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/2008/10/dancing-at-discos-eating-cheese-on.html' title='Dancing at discos! Eating cheese on Toast!'/><author><name>Allisun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12682491734650717416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SxRVE7B9_gI/AAAAAAAAAXY/f9H3qS5seAw/S220/thanksgiving+and+what+not+105.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8373542689776391283.post-6034948215982972623</id><published>2008-10-13T21:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T21:11:04.436-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Charlie Brown Halloween!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SPQb0aHiTMI/AAAAAAAAAIc/0x9HZ1gEPOQ/s1600-h/charlie+brown.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256857252226288834" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SPQb0aHiTMI/AAAAAAAAAIc/0x9HZ1gEPOQ/s320/charlie+brown.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;For me Halloween and the entire fall season is never complete until I watch a Charlie Brown Halloween. I am a big fan of Charlie Brown in general, but the halloween show is my number one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8373542689776391283-6034948215982972623?l=justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/feeds/6034948215982972623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8373542689776391283&amp;postID=6034948215982972623&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373542689776391283/posts/default/6034948215982972623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373542689776391283/posts/default/6034948215982972623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/2008/10/charlie-brown-halloween.html' title='Charlie Brown Halloween!'/><author><name>Allisun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12682491734650717416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SxRVE7B9_gI/AAAAAAAAAXY/f9H3qS5seAw/S220/thanksgiving+and+what+not+105.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SPQb0aHiTMI/AAAAAAAAAIc/0x9HZ1gEPOQ/s72-c/charlie+brown.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8373542689776391283.post-5568129676928002132</id><published>2008-10-12T21:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T21:59:41.697-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sooo...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SPLVjYGc6HI/AAAAAAAAAH8/3K9oNdYyNy4/s1600-h/0507262141532rain_redo_t.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256498518836439154" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SPLVjYGc6HI/AAAAAAAAAH8/3K9oNdYyNy4/s320/0507262141532rain_redo_t.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SPLVjdDeUsI/AAAAAAAAAIE/Xc7jXJTV6w4/s1600-h/holding+hands.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256498520166126274" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SPLVjdDeUsI/AAAAAAAAAIE/Xc7jXJTV6w4/s320/holding+hands.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SPLVjVGJhQI/AAAAAAAAAIM/GrtIU1u-M44/s1600-h/ipod.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256498518029862146" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SPLVjVGJhQI/AAAAAAAAAIM/GrtIU1u-M44/s320/ipod.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SPLVju6DdbI/AAAAAAAAAIU/ENc_ES_dLvg/s1600-h/popcorn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256498524958455218" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SPLVju6DdbI/AAAAAAAAAIU/ENc_ES_dLvg/s320/popcorn.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;How are you? To who ever random person who reads this, I hope your doing well because I think life is generally a good thing. I think I'll make a list of a few random things that make my life a good one. 1. Amazingly huge amounts of all sorts of music for every mood, with ipods that hold it all in one spot. 2. Pictures! Little pieces of the past that you can hold in your hand, pin on the wall, and use as book marks. 3. Money that you find in random spots like your pant pockets, or an old birthday card you find a year later. 4. Douglas Adams quotes-just ask tessa 5. Rain! its beautiful in all forms. Looks good, smells good, feels good. Its just a sensory carnival 6. The smell of popcorn at a movie theater- its just part of the package, even if you don't eat any, the smell just covers it 7. Holding hands. I don't care if its your parent, boyfriend, or little baby cousin. Holding hands with someone is one of the best ways to really connect with someone 8. Laughing uncontrollably. I love those times were you laugh so hard, your in pain 9. Getting mail(bills and magazines don't count) Happy, random mail from friends always make my day, especially now that its so rare 10. What should number ten be??? I know! stepping into your car, your running late, all stressed out, and then your favorite song comes on the radio! One of the best fixes in the world 11. Dancing and singing around the house to your favorite songs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8373542689776391283-5568129676928002132?l=justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/feeds/5568129676928002132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8373542689776391283&amp;postID=5568129676928002132&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373542689776391283/posts/default/5568129676928002132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373542689776391283/posts/default/5568129676928002132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/2008/10/sooo.html' title='Sooo...'/><author><name>Allisun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12682491734650717416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SxRVE7B9_gI/AAAAAAAAAXY/f9H3qS5seAw/S220/thanksgiving+and+what+not+105.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SPLVjYGc6HI/AAAAAAAAAH8/3K9oNdYyNy4/s72-c/0507262141532rain_redo_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8373542689776391283.post-1226984898595040721</id><published>2008-10-11T09:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T09:23:17.897-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fugitive!!!</title><content type='html'>HAHA... Yesterday was a busy day, hence the reason I didn't post, sorry:) Yesterday the fair celebrations continued. My family all went down to watch my 3 year old cousin Breanna preform Part Of Your World. She was A-Maz-Ing. So funny, and we were all loving it. She is a star. Later in the day I went long boarding with my friends, Jared &amp;amp; Justin. Ha that was awsome, and I am pretty proud of my self for never actually 'falling' down once. I tripped a lot, but never went all the way down. I guess I looked funny or something because both Jared and Justin were making fun of me the whole time. Its not my fault they're pro's, even if this was one of their first times long boarding too. We then went and watched Eagle Eye, which was really good. Definately a fun action movie. After that we went out to Thatcher to play Fugitive. For anyone that has never played this     , you are missing out. It's super intense, kinda scary, and way fun. We were going from the institute to the Thatcher cemetery, and our drivers were insane and sneaky, they would drive around without their lights on so we couldn't see them coming. Going through EAC was the hardest part because of all the lights that gave us away. At one point Jared and I had to slide under a parked car real fast, so we wouldnt be seen. We all realized how out of shape we were after we got tired of running away from everyone, so we opted for the sneaky, walking system. It was pretty intense but definately worth it. I'm just glad none of got bitten by a snake, while we were sneaking through the canal:) Then after fugitive we went back to Safford to long board some more. AHH! I was so tired, it was worth it though.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8373542689776391283-1226984898595040721?l=justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/feeds/1226984898595040721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8373542689776391283&amp;postID=1226984898595040721&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373542689776391283/posts/default/1226984898595040721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373542689776391283/posts/default/1226984898595040721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/2008/10/fugitive.html' title='Fugitive!!!'/><author><name>Allisun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12682491734650717416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SxRVE7B9_gI/AAAAAAAAAXY/f9H3qS5seAw/S220/thanksgiving+and+what+not+105.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8373542689776391283.post-2137934297556290625</id><published>2008-10-08T20:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T20:31:25.759-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I dunno?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SO17BYLP4_I/AAAAAAAAAH0/UhKLZC3aZJI/s1600-h/church+history-random-counting+crows+045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254991603810952178" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SO17BYLP4_I/AAAAAAAAAH0/UhKLZC3aZJI/s320/church+history-random-counting+crows+045.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Day 8. Whew, crazy day... We were getting all of our random things that we are entering in the fair together on the very last day of course, so it was a little hectic for a while but we got it all sorted out eventually. Everyone have a wonderful day:) P.S. This is my coat hanger. I love it, hope you do to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8373542689776391283-2137934297556290625?l=justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/feeds/2137934297556290625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8373542689776391283&amp;postID=2137934297556290625&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373542689776391283/posts/default/2137934297556290625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373542689776391283/posts/default/2137934297556290625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-dunno.html' title='I dunno?'/><author><name>Allisun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12682491734650717416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SxRVE7B9_gI/AAAAAAAAAXY/f9H3qS5seAw/S220/thanksgiving+and+what+not+105.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SO17BYLP4_I/AAAAAAAAAH0/UhKLZC3aZJI/s72-c/church+history-random-counting+crows+045.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8373542689776391283.post-8071918505219079892</id><published>2008-10-07T23:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T23:30:31.027-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Supposed to say I gave      .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8373542689776391283-8071918505219079892?l=justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/feeds/8071918505219079892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8373542689776391283&amp;postID=8071918505219079892&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373542689776391283/posts/default/8071918505219079892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373542689776391283/posts/default/8071918505219079892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/2008/10/supposed-to-say-i-gave.html' title=''/><author><name>Allisun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12682491734650717416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SxRVE7B9_gI/AAAAAAAAAXY/f9H3qS5seAw/S220/thanksgiving+and+what+not+105.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8373542689776391283.post-7904553588848228689</id><published>2008-10-07T23:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T23:30:02.389-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 7</title><content type='html'>I gave       today. Wahoo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8373542689776391283-7904553588848228689?l=justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/feeds/7904553588848228689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8373542689776391283&amp;postID=7904553588848228689&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373542689776391283/posts/default/7904553588848228689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373542689776391283/posts/default/7904553588848228689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/2008/10/day-7.html' title='Day 7'/><author><name>Allisun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12682491734650717416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SxRVE7B9_gI/AAAAAAAAAXY/f9H3qS5seAw/S220/thanksgiving+and+what+not+105.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8373542689776391283.post-5076937718580472322</id><published>2008-10-06T14:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T14:45:28.448-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Question???</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SOqG7iw20uI/AAAAAAAAAHs/b1GLDDflBFs/s1600-h/halloween+pumpkin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254160272783233762" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SOqG7iw20uI/AAAAAAAAAHs/b1GLDDflBFs/s320/halloween+pumpkin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I kinda really think I want to dress up for Halloween this year. I'm not sure what I want to be though, Any Ideas???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8373542689776391283-5076937718580472322?l=justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/feeds/5076937718580472322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8373542689776391283&amp;postID=5076937718580472322&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373542689776391283/posts/default/5076937718580472322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373542689776391283/posts/default/5076937718580472322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/2008/10/question.html' title='Question???'/><author><name>Allisun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12682491734650717416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SxRVE7B9_gI/AAAAAAAAAXY/f9H3qS5seAw/S220/thanksgiving+and+what+not+105.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SOqG7iw20uI/AAAAAAAAAHs/b1GLDDflBFs/s72-c/halloween+pumpkin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8373542689776391283.post-1854393303586670792</id><published>2008-10-05T16:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T16:31:27.352-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yesterday was the DAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SOlOPh3_aMI/AAAAAAAAAHk/FPoe8uEJvNs/s1600-h/042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253816469002610882" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SOlOPh3_aMI/AAAAAAAAAHk/FPoe8uEJvNs/s320/042.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SOlN5ODLY9I/AAAAAAAAAHE/boxa6kFmT60/s1600-h/024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253816085723702226" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SOlN5ODLY9I/AAAAAAAAAHE/boxa6kFmT60/s320/024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SOlN5d8RqhI/AAAAAAAAAHM/kDyMtIlIgZw/s1600-h/028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253816089989720594" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SOlN5d8RqhI/AAAAAAAAAHM/kDyMtIlIgZw/s320/028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SOlN5rWtu7I/AAAAAAAAAHU/LkKpzXdkW3A/s1600-h/034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253816093590272946" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SOlN5rWtu7I/AAAAAAAAAHU/LkKpzXdkW3A/s320/034.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SOlN6DPMzLI/AAAAAAAAAHc/NrOLDJ0pzVY/s1600-h/037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253816100001205426" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SOlN6DPMzLI/AAAAAAAAAHc/NrOLDJ0pzVY/s320/037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Day 5! I finally felt the fall season yesterday! I woke up and it was cool the whole morning and I was just really feeling the fall vibes the whole day. It was wonderful, and then to make everything so much more perfect, it started raining all evening. I couldn't have asked for a better introductory day into fall. I celebrated by taking pictures of the rain, and buying pumpkin pie icecream(so so good) and candy corn. Happy fall to everyone!&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/8373542689776391283-1854393303586670792?l=justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/feeds/1854393303586670792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8373542689776391283&amp;postID=1854393303586670792&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373542689776391283/posts/default/1854393303586670792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373542689776391283/posts/default/1854393303586670792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/2008/10/yesterday-was-day.html' title='Yesterday was the DAY'/><author><name>Allisun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12682491734650717416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SxRVE7B9_gI/AAAAAAAAAXY/f9H3qS5seAw/S220/thanksgiving+and+what+not+105.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SOlOPh3_aMI/AAAAAAAAAHk/FPoe8uEJvNs/s72-c/042.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8373542689776391283.post-8341022741963194327</id><published>2008-10-04T18:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T18:53:50.567-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday Tournaments woot!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SOgeDzHk9JI/AAAAAAAAAGs/io-ViUIShgo/s1600-h/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253482015938114706" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SOgeDzHk9JI/AAAAAAAAAGs/io-ViUIShgo/s320/003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SOgeEaff4CI/AAAAAAAAAG0/LgSolYjiLIE/s1600-h/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253482026507427874" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SOgeEaff4CI/AAAAAAAAAG0/LgSolYjiLIE/s320/005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SOgeEi-6UhI/AAAAAAAAAG8/NO1GMEAUVhI/s1600-h/013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253482028786668050" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SOgeEi-6UhI/AAAAAAAAAG8/NO1GMEAUVhI/s320/013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SOgcQ-JlE0I/AAAAAAAAAGE/uESZtXETxns/s1600-h/011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253480043214345026" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SOgcQ-JlE0I/AAAAAAAAAGE/uESZtXETxns/s320/011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SOgcRW4yWlI/AAAAAAAAAGM/m8oDIxqtr94/s1600-h/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253480049854798418" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SOgcRW4yWlI/AAAAAAAAAGM/m8oDIxqtr94/s320/007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SOgcRpBa44I/AAAAAAAAAGU/KQV_GHlhhBQ/s1600-h/012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253480054722847618" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SOgcRpBa44I/AAAAAAAAAGU/KQV_GHlhhBQ/s320/012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SOgcSAdL6pI/AAAAAAAAAGc/YQCjOkB3hvo/s1600-h/015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253480061013322386" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SOgcSAdL6pI/AAAAAAAAAGc/YQCjOkB3hvo/s320/015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SOgcS1qCJPI/AAAAAAAAAGk/tZsGhiDSSMI/s1600-h/019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253480075294287090" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SOgcS1qCJPI/AAAAAAAAAGk/tZsGhiDSSMI/s320/019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;DAY 4! Today my familia and I decided to have an Evans family tournament. We had a blast, I love playin around with my fam. These are pictures of all the opponents either before or after their matches, plus a few extra fun ones. And I will have you know that Polly took it home for us today. She beat me, Dewitt, and won the championship by default against my Dad. She was trash talking me our entire match, and I was feeling pretty confident, so I decided to make her a bet... First she offered a quarter, then a hug, and then after I refused those both those terms, she hesitantly offered a teddy bear. She seemed really nervous to lay that offer down, so I told her the loser would take the other to DQ. She readily agreed to that after she cleared up the fact that if she did lose, she wouldn't be able to drive me, because she didn't know how yet. Needless to say she had nothing to worry about.&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/8373542689776391283-8341022741963194327?l=justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/feeds/8341022741963194327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8373542689776391283&amp;postID=8341022741963194327&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373542689776391283/posts/default/8341022741963194327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373542689776391283/posts/default/8341022741963194327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/2008/10/saturday-tournaments-woot.html' title='Saturday Tournaments woot!'/><author><name>Allisun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12682491734650717416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SxRVE7B9_gI/AAAAAAAAAXY/f9H3qS5seAw/S220/thanksgiving+and+what+not+105.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SOgeDzHk9JI/AAAAAAAAAGs/io-ViUIShgo/s72-c/003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8373542689776391283.post-6361297687784843593</id><published>2008-10-03T17:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T18:08:36.227-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Catching Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SObBv023LpI/AAAAAAAAAFo/zHCEPcwSa9E/s1600-h/church+history-random-counting+crows+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253099042761027218" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SObBv023LpI/AAAAAAAAAFo/zHCEPcwSa9E/s320/church+history-random-counting+crows+001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SObBwIxP47I/AAAAAAAAAFw/mLXHizxdRXY/s1600-h/church+history-random-counting+crows+039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253099048106189746" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SObBwIxP47I/AAAAAAAAAFw/mLXHizxdRXY/s320/church+history-random-counting+crows+039.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SObBwUWQc7I/AAAAAAAAAF4/Qkz6WXo6D_8/s1600-h/church+history-random-counting+crows+042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253099051214205874" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SObBwUWQc7I/AAAAAAAAAF4/Qkz6WXo6D_8/s320/church+history-random-counting+crows+042.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello all! DAY 3!!! The other day I registered to vote, wahoo! I started a job at Western Wats, a phone survey company, a week ago, and about 3 days after starting I got a job offer at Dairy Queen, so I promptly quit my first job, to move to that. lol, I teased a lot of my friends that never made it passed a couple days working at Western Wats, but I wasn't any better. My last day was today, and I am not lookin back. Erica, I hear Jeremy was a star employee at DQ, so if you could get him to give me some tips, (like how to get a perfect swirly tip on a dilly bar) I would be really super grateful. Oh and FYI, I named my last entry, top 5 ACTORS for a reason, I will get around to the Actresses for sure. I watched Notting Hill for the first time ever yesterday/today!! Instant love, it was beautiful, and I love the british humour. Everyone have a happy time! see ya tomorrow... oh ya, and the pics are BREAKING DAWN, my cousin LINDSEY, and my GLASSES late at night so who knows why else that picture was taken but it looks funny so oh well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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/8373542689776391283-6361297687784843593?l=justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/feeds/6361297687784843593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8373542689776391283&amp;postID=6361297687784843593&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373542689776391283/posts/default/6361297687784843593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373542689776391283/posts/default/6361297687784843593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/2008/10/catching-up.html' title='Catching Up'/><author><name>Allisun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12682491734650717416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SxRVE7B9_gI/AAAAAAAAAXY/f9H3qS5seAw/S220/thanksgiving+and+what+not+105.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SObBv023LpI/AAAAAAAAAFo/zHCEPcwSa9E/s72-c/church+history-random-counting+crows+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8373542689776391283.post-5494279548412242186</id><published>2008-10-02T12:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T12:58:45.422-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Top 5 Actors+1more!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SOUn5jqK6GI/AAAAAAAAAFY/FdvGqY6UYHk/s1600-h/tom+hanks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252648410175694946" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SOUn5jqK6GI/AAAAAAAAAFY/FdvGqY6UYHk/s320/tom+hanks.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SOUn5jZLXLI/AAAAAAAAAFg/liY0eNIxIVs/s1600-h/will+smith.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252648410104421554" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SOUn5jZLXLI/AAAAAAAAAFg/liY0eNIxIVs/s320/will+smith.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SOUnyjkOAMI/AAAAAAAAAEw/dAdif7PR2JA/s1600-h/allison+top+5s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252648289891647682" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SOUnyjkOAMI/AAAAAAAAAEw/dAdif7PR2JA/s320/allison+top+5s.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SOUny9cL1mI/AAAAAAAAAE4/ZQEb6u_w9z4/s1600-h/christian+bale.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252648296837273186" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SOUny9cL1mI/AAAAAAAAAE4/ZQEb6u_w9z4/s320/christian+bale.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SOUnyyvpSpI/AAAAAAAAAFA/W4ODjmKyJiY/s1600-h/hugh+jackman.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252648293966105234" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SOUnyyvpSpI/AAAAAAAAAFA/W4ODjmKyJiY/s320/hugh+jackman.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SOUny-zhcdI/AAAAAAAAAFI/pW9ekBNYBIg/s1600-h/james+mcavoy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252648297203593682" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SOUny-zhcdI/AAAAAAAAAFI/pW9ekBNYBIg/s320/james+mcavoy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SOUny69ExNI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/eF5sQmL75VM/s1600-h/paul+giamattii.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252648296169915602" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SOUny69ExNI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/eF5sQmL75VM/s320/paul+giamattii.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Day 2 in the blogtober fest= my top 5 favorite actors of all time, and since its my own blog I get to break my own rules and add one more actor because I couldn't cut any of these guys, there great! My number one is Edward Norton. He's amazing! He can be a really good guy, or a really bad guy, doesn't matter what the part needs, he's got it. And his voice is the only thing in this world that makes me believe hypnosis is possible, I just love to hear him speak! Number 2 has to be Will Smith. He's done a ton of the same sort of movies lately, but it doesn't even matter. He could be in the most ignorant movie in the world, and it would be a good movie, simply because he is in it. Number 3 is Tom Hanks. He is a classic, and I will always hold a place for him very near and dear to my heart. He's just top notch, and thats all there is to it. Number 4 is James Mcavoy because he is beautiful, and in a perfect world, he and I would be married. I don't cry at movies, but at Becoming Jane I bawled the first time I saw it. He is like no other.Number 5 is the extrordinare Hugh Jackman! He is also bursting with wonderfulness, and I love all of his movies. He is talented, has an amazing smile, and a great mix of accents. What more could you want!? Number 6 is Paul Giamatti, simply because he blows me away in Lady in the Water. I mean he's really good all around, especially in the Illusianist, but Lady in the Water is where its at. And I can't go without mentioning Christian Bale! This is to hard just picking 5. Christian Bale is talented, sooo handsome, and has a HUGE slew of amazing accents, plus he's batman!&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/8373542689776391283-5494279548412242186?l=justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/feeds/5494279548412242186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8373542689776391283&amp;postID=5494279548412242186&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373542689776391283/posts/default/5494279548412242186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373542689776391283/posts/default/5494279548412242186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/2008/10/top-5-actors1more.html' title='Top 5 Actors+1more!'/><author><name>Allisun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12682491734650717416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SxRVE7B9_gI/AAAAAAAAAXY/f9H3qS5seAw/S220/thanksgiving+and+what+not+105.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SOUn5jqK6GI/AAAAAAAAAFY/FdvGqY6UYHk/s72-c/tom+hanks.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8373542689776391283.post-5253156858805274908</id><published>2008-10-01T09:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T09:15:02.166-07:00</updated><title type='text'>October Blog Fest!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SOOh1oSDy1I/AAAAAAAAAEY/IAOhXNwLz8A/s1600-h/fall+leaves.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252219533162433362" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SOOh1oSDy1I/AAAAAAAAAEY/IAOhXNwLz8A/s320/fall+leaves.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SOOh2J9_Q4I/AAAAAAAAAEg/V7yAvYN8l00/s1600-h/fall+tree.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252219542205055874" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SOOh2J9_Q4I/AAAAAAAAAEg/V7yAvYN8l00/s320/fall+tree.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SOOh21_7P_I/AAAAAAAAAEo/Jz_GqKeuBv0/s1600-h/tree.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252219554024341490" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SOOh21_7P_I/AAAAAAAAAEo/Jz_GqKeuBv0/s320/tree.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have agreed to participate in the October blog fest with my friend Tessa. It consists of blogging every single day during the month of October! and celebrating the excitement that fall is nearly here. This morning I woke up, and I was so close to being chilly. You know what that means... Yep thats right, fall is upon us. Enjoy the pics and colors...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8373542689776391283-5253156858805274908?l=justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/feeds/5253156858805274908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8373542689776391283&amp;postID=5253156858805274908&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373542689776391283/posts/default/5253156858805274908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373542689776391283/posts/default/5253156858805274908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/2008/10/october-blog-fest.html' title='October Blog Fest!!!'/><author><name>Allisun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12682491734650717416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SxRVE7B9_gI/AAAAAAAAAXY/f9H3qS5seAw/S220/thanksgiving+and+what+not+105.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SOOh1oSDy1I/AAAAAAAAAEY/IAOhXNwLz8A/s72-c/fall+leaves.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8373542689776391283.post-5483711950931981257</id><published>2008-09-27T19:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T19:33:29.337-07:00</updated><title type='text'>jimmy eat world=something really truly good</title><content type='html'>the first star i see may not be a star. Can't do a think but wait so lets wait for one more, and the times. The time, such clumsy time in deciding if its time. I'm careful but not sure how it goes. You can loose yourself in your courage. Can you still hear the butterflies, can you still hear the last good nights? Close my eyes and believe where ever you are, an angel for me.&lt;br /&gt;                                                        -Jimmy Eat World(For Me This is Heaven)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8373542689776391283-5483711950931981257?l=justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/feeds/5483711950931981257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8373542689776391283&amp;postID=5483711950931981257&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373542689776391283/posts/default/5483711950931981257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373542689776391283/posts/default/5483711950931981257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/2008/09/jimmy-eat-worldsomething-really-truly.html' title='jimmy eat world=something really truly good'/><author><name>Allisun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12682491734650717416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SxRVE7B9_gI/AAAAAAAAAXY/f9H3qS5seAw/S220/thanksgiving+and+what+not+105.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8373542689776391283.post-3427262602112449197</id><published>2008-09-19T08:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T09:30:04.657-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Plus a few more</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SNPTe1BxWuI/AAAAAAAAADY/aq_YI1fiPlk/s1600-h/lollipop_flambe___by_negromante.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247770517400804066" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SNPTe1BxWuI/AAAAAAAAADY/aq_YI1fiPlk/s320/lollipop_flambe___by_negromante.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SNPTewOaP6I/AAAAAAAAADg/g5X2xtTX88M/s1600-h/sad+cow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247770516111638434" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SNPTewOaP6I/AAAAAAAAADg/g5X2xtTX88M/s320/sad+cow.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SNPTg3KWJQI/AAAAAAAAADo/cKf_RxrYHeM/s1600-h/books.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247770552333378818" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SNPTg3KWJQI/AAAAAAAAADo/cKf_RxrYHeM/s320/books.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SNPThaw0oiI/AAAAAAAAADw/YwcnZQNk5mI/s1600-h/strawberry_waltz_by_jack_the_pumkin_king.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247770561890001442" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SNPThaw0oiI/AAAAAAAAADw/YwcnZQNk5mI/s320/strawberry_waltz_by_jack_the_pumkin_king.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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/8373542689776391283-3427262602112449197?l=justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/feeds/3427262602112449197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8373542689776391283&amp;postID=3427262602112449197&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373542689776391283/posts/default/3427262602112449197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373542689776391283/posts/default/3427262602112449197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/2008/09/plus-few-more.html' title='Plus a few more'/><author><name>Allisun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12682491734650717416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SxRVE7B9_gI/AAAAAAAAAXY/f9H3qS5seAw/S220/thanksgiving+and+what+not+105.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SNPTe1BxWuI/AAAAAAAAADY/aq_YI1fiPlk/s72-c/lollipop_flambe___by_negromante.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8373542689776391283.post-7525113829532873030</id><published>2008-09-19T08:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T09:24:48.816-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PICTURES = Bliss</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SNPSQwZPEgI/AAAAAAAAAC4/6eLa0zSvShI/s1600-h/shoes_by_fraiseuh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247769176127246850" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SNPSQwZPEgI/AAAAAAAAAC4/6eLa0zSvShI/s320/shoes_by_fraiseuh.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SNPSQ8wR7wI/AAAAAAAAADA/cP7as8EzBuM/s1600-h/fake_a_lie_by_bittertaste.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247769179445128962" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SNPSQ8wR7wI/AAAAAAAAADA/cP7as8EzBuM/s320/fake_a_lie_by_bittertaste.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SNPSRQDjcuI/AAAAAAAAADI/1S1qHxSRzBY/s1600-h/Apple_Genes_Spliced_by_bonkrissybon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247769184626242274" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SNPSRQDjcuI/AAAAAAAAADI/1S1qHxSRzBY/s320/Apple_Genes_Spliced_by_bonkrissybon.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SNPSRcHjkvI/AAAAAAAAADQ/t99VqTcQJdg/s1600-h/Pierced_by_Silvery_Lily.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247769187864253170" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SNPSRcHjkvI/AAAAAAAAADQ/t99VqTcQJdg/s320/Pierced_by_Silvery_Lily.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;These are a few fun random pics that I found when I was googling "creative photography". I actually found a lot of cool stuff on that, not counting these pictures...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8373542689776391283-7525113829532873030?l=justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/feeds/7525113829532873030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8373542689776391283&amp;postID=7525113829532873030&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373542689776391283/posts/default/7525113829532873030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373542689776391283/posts/default/7525113829532873030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/2008/09/pictures-bliss.html' title='PICTURES = Bliss'/><author><name>Allisun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12682491734650717416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SxRVE7B9_gI/AAAAAAAAAXY/f9H3qS5seAw/S220/thanksgiving+and+what+not+105.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SNPSQwZPEgI/AAAAAAAAAC4/6eLa0zSvShI/s72-c/shoes_by_fraiseuh.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8373542689776391283.post-3781609433108881840</id><published>2008-09-16T14:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T15:10:30.710-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shoutout to Mandy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SNAuviFrcFI/AAAAAAAAACc/qEUNxufwpc8/s1600-h/Allison+Randomness++6-08+022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246744960025981010" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SNAuviFrcFI/AAAAAAAAACc/qEUNxufwpc8/s320/Allison+Randomness++6-08+022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SNAuv3PR6mI/AAAAAAAAACk/4QxaKZnaprE/s1600-h/Allison+Randomness++6-08+028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246744965703395938" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SNAuv3PR6mI/AAAAAAAAACk/4QxaKZnaprE/s320/Allison+Randomness++6-08+028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hey all! I was telling my friend Mandy about this blog, and she told me if I wanted her to read it, it was neccessary that I write a paragraph about her, so here it goes... Mandy Mazanek moved to Safford, AZ from Nevada in 7th grade because apparantly kids tend to follow their parents when they find an obscure spot on the map and decide to move there. I'll never figure this one out? Mining is such a boring answer(no offense miners) so I tend to ignore that answer when everysingle person that moves here tells me thats why. Anywho, Mandy moved in and the entire school was in awe of her. She was SUPER smart, and an amazing basketball player, and none of us knew it was possible to be that super human. Lucky for me, I got to be friends with her, and have been friends with her ever since. Don't be fooled though, she is a huge goof, and mocks me most of the time I'm around her:) She and I have created our own brand of cookie though. We call them Chocolate Lava Cookies. They are extremely intense, and hold every form of chocolate ever made, all in one cookie. You probably couldn't even down one without getting sick, but we managed to eat almost the entire batch between the two of us. We're just good like that. We took a foods class together, and the whole time all we did was melt chocolate and then get more solid chocolate to dip in our melted chocolate. We would also make cakes, which are by far the simplest thing to make in that class considering we use the boxes, but that didn't stop the two of us from butchering it horribly, and then having our teacher close her eyes, breath in deeply, and then procede to dump our entire concoction in the trash. Oh well. We did have our shining moment in foods when we did our Rachel Ray presentation. We had to cook something infront of our class, and we totally went food network on everyone, and from that point on no matter how much flour we sprayed everywhere, how much frosting we stole, or how many biscuts we burned, our teachers adored us. It was a pretty     -     presentation. Anyway, Mandy is hilarious, beautiful, talented, and I'm never bored when I'm around her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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/8373542689776391283-3781609433108881840?l=justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/feeds/3781609433108881840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8373542689776391283&amp;postID=3781609433108881840&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373542689776391283/posts/default/3781609433108881840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373542689776391283/posts/default/3781609433108881840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/2008/09/shoutout-to-mandy.html' title='Shoutout to Mandy!'/><author><name>Allisun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12682491734650717416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SxRVE7B9_gI/AAAAAAAAAXY/f9H3qS5seAw/S220/thanksgiving+and+what+not+105.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SNAuviFrcFI/AAAAAAAAACc/qEUNxufwpc8/s72-c/Allison+Randomness++6-08+022.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8373542689776391283.post-280311355095854200</id><published>2008-09-12T21:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T21:22:18.696-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh Yes...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SMs_qbGf88I/AAAAAAAAABs/04fpn0Xg2rs/s1600-h/church+history-random-counting+crows+085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245356189065147330" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SMs_qbGf88I/AAAAAAAAABs/04fpn0Xg2rs/s320/church+history-random-counting+crows+085.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SMs_qytV_oI/AAAAAAAAAB0/cVXIbpFXKyQ/s1600-h/church+history-random-counting+crows+274.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245356195402088066" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SMs_qytV_oI/AAAAAAAAAB0/cVXIbpFXKyQ/s320/church+history-random-counting+crows+274.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SMs_rR3FKnI/AAAAAAAAAB8/4fI4G2NGSWQ/s1600-h/church+history-random-counting+crows+342.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245356203764427378" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SMs_rR3FKnI/AAAAAAAAAB8/4fI4G2NGSWQ/s320/church+history-random-counting+crows+342.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I also need to explain my title. I got different reactions from different people so who knows, but I luv it! When I decided I wanted to start my own blog, I set out discovering a title. I wrote down a ton of different ideas(mostly song lyrics and titles) and started the process of elimination. I got a few different people to help me out, and finally decided on -just watch the fireworks- which is a jimmy eat world song by the way. So there you go, super crazy stuff huh? Here are a few more pics just for fun. My favorite childrens book! A tree that reminds me of loflorian, and one of my attempts at creative photography.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8373542689776391283-280311355095854200?l=justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/feeds/280311355095854200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8373542689776391283&amp;postID=280311355095854200&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373542689776391283/posts/default/280311355095854200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373542689776391283/posts/default/280311355095854200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/2008/09/oh-yes.html' title='Oh Yes...'/><author><name>Allisun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12682491734650717416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SxRVE7B9_gI/AAAAAAAAAXY/f9H3qS5seAw/S220/thanksgiving+and+what+not+105.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SMs_qbGf88I/AAAAAAAAABs/04fpn0Xg2rs/s72-c/church+history-random-counting+crows+085.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8373542689776391283.post-8334024893919221886</id><published>2008-09-12T20:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T21:10:52.296-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WOOT! Hello blogworld</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SMs8v_hd9BI/AAAAAAAAABc/vn-pMC12_Rc/s1600-h/165.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245352986206401554" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SMs8v_hd9BI/AAAAAAAAABc/vn-pMC12_Rc/s320/165.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SMs8wKVJl-I/AAAAAAAAABk/x-ltlNbusv8/s1600-h/aug-6+through+the+9-2008+007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245352989107525602" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SMs8wKVJl-I/AAAAAAAAABk/x-ltlNbusv8/s320/aug-6+through+the+9-2008+007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SMs7AMsJdwI/AAAAAAAAABM/2BfZppfbw5A/s1600-h/church+history-random-counting+crows+273.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245351065595508482" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SMs7AMsJdwI/AAAAAAAAABM/2BfZppfbw5A/s320/church+history-random-counting+crows+273.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SMs7Afz5trI/AAAAAAAAABU/MednehIQ_DA/s1600-h/church+history-random-counting+crows+027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245351070728304306" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SMs7Afz5trI/AAAAAAAAABU/MednehIQ_DA/s320/church+history-random-counting+crows+027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello fellow bloggers! I have decided to create my own blog full of random thoughts, pictures, and any other random things I may think of. My name is Allison and these are a few introductory pics. One is of me and My favorite person, Tessa, we are on our way to the Counting Crows Concert!!! Another is of my converse on holy ground(the sacred grove) which makes my converse holy now as well:) One of the others is my little sister Polly doing her thing. That picture tells a lot about her. The next is me and my siblings on the first day of school this year! My last first day of school. Good luck sorting them all out because I'm not sure what order they'll come out in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8373542689776391283-8334024893919221886?l=justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/feeds/8334024893919221886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8373542689776391283&amp;postID=8334024893919221886&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373542689776391283/posts/default/8334024893919221886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8373542689776391283/posts/default/8334024893919221886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justwatchthefireworks1.blogspot.com/2008/09/woot-hello-blogworld.html' title='WOOT! Hello blogworld'/><author><name>Allisun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12682491734650717416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SxRVE7B9_gI/AAAAAAAAAXY/f9H3qS5seAw/S220/thanksgiving+and+what+not+105.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsJmK3R0nOY/SMs8v_hd9BI/AAAAAAAAABc/vn-pMC12_Rc/s72-c/165.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
