<?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-842119373541339320</id><updated>2012-01-26T09:34:28.074-07:00</updated><category term='future'/><category term='cooking'/><category term='26'/><category term='62'/><category term='inspirational'/><category term='photography'/><category term='rexburg'/><category term='100 things to do'/><category term='politics'/><category term='Christmas'/><category term='goals'/><category term='gratitude'/><category term='mission'/><category term='life'/><category term='angels'/><category term='Ryan'/><category term='travel'/><category term='church'/><category term='food'/><category term='study'/><category term='family'/><category term='32'/><category term='god'/><category term='fun'/><category term='70'/><category term='horses'/><category term='book report'/><category term='102'/><category term='34'/><category term='love'/><category term='college life'/><category term='friends'/><title type='text'>My Study of Life</title><subtitle type='html'>If there is anything virtuous, lovely, or of good report or praiseworthy, we seek after these things!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Carlee Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06222027441767321778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>116</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-842119373541339320.post-3531936182627505477</id><published>2012-01-25T20:27:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-26T08:18:08.700-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Can I?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-d9iK3vIrrV4/TyDIvDVwArI/AAAAAAAABDg/plrK6WmALMw/s1600/Utah%2BValley%2BHalf%2BMarathon%253F.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;“The more you read, the more things you will know. The more that you learn, the more places you'll go.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span&gt;-Dr. Seuss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span&gt;2011 Reads&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(19, 0, 38); line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;ul style="list-style-type: none; list-style-position: initial; list-style-image: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0.25em; padding-left: 15px; text-indent: -15px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;A Disciples Life&lt;/i&gt; by Bruce C. Hafen=A+&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0.25em; padding-left: 15px; text-indent: -15px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I very much enjoyed this book about Neal A Maxwell. I would recommend it to anyone. I would also highly recommend studying it closely with Elder Maxwell's talks and BYU/CES devotionals.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0.25em; padding-left: 15px; text-indent: -15px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0.25em; padding-left: 15px; text-indent: -15px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;Peter and the Starcatchers &lt;/i&gt;by Dave Barry and Ridley Pearson=A&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0.25em; padding-left: 15px; text-indent: -15px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;One of my mission companions recommended this when I came home from my mission. Its an easy read all about how Neverland and Peter Pan came to be. I'm probably partial because I love the story of Peter Pan. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0.25em; padding-left: 15px; text-indent: -15px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(19, 0, 38);  line-height: 19px;  font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Touch the Top of the World &lt;/i&gt;by Erik Weihenmayer=A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#130026;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Simply inspiring. A man who has hiked all of the major mountain ranges blind. It inspired me to look past my excuses. Great read aloud book.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#130026;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(19, 0, 38);  line-height: 19px;  font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;i&gt;The Hiding Place &lt;/i&gt;by Corrie Ten Boom=A+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(19, 0, 38);  line-height: 19px;  font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Wow. If you haven't read it go to the library today and get it. She taught me so much about WWII, life as a prisoner, loving others and forgiveness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(19, 0, 38);  line-height: 19px;  font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(19, 0, 38);  line-height: 19px;  font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;October Sky &lt;/i&gt;by Homer Hickam=A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(19, 0, 38);  line-height: 19px;  font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;This is also a favorite story. The book is (of course) WAY better than the movie... which is saying something because the movie is pretty darn good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(19, 0, 38);  line-height: 19px;  font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(19, 0, 38);  line-height: 19px;  font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;i&gt;1776&lt;/i&gt; by David McCullough (audio)=A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(19, 0, 38);  line-height: 19px;  font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I listened to 1776 during my long car rides. It was a great learning experience. Great writing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(19, 0, 38);  line-height: 19px;  font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;i&gt;Emma &lt;/i&gt;by Jane Austen=A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(19, 0, 38);  line-height: 19px;  font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Its a classic. Enough said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(19, 0, 38);  line-height: 19px;  font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(19, 0, 38);  line-height: 19px;  font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;i&gt;The Chronicles of Narnia &lt;/i&gt;(all of them) by C.S. Lewis=A+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(19, 0, 38);  line-height: 19px;  font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;This was my first time reading them. I literally couldn't put them down (even during my family vacation). They are also a MUST for every a. Christian and b. Child.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(19, 0, 38);  line-height: 19px;  font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(19, 0, 38);  line-height: 19px;  font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;i&gt;Beyond the Blackboard &lt;/i&gt;by Stacey Bess=A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(19, 0, 38);  line-height: 19px;  font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Also an inspirational story about a teacher who taught in the homeless school in SLC. Quick read. Excellent voice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(19, 0, 38);  line-height: 19px;  font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(19, 0, 38);  line-height: 19px;  font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;i&gt;Anne of Green Gables &lt;/i&gt;by Lucy Maud Montgomery (audio)=A+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(19, 0, 38);  line-height: 19px;  font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Anne kept me company for a few weeks while I exercised. She was the perfect companion. Lots of laughs. Again, excellent writing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(19, 0, 38);  line-height: 19px;  font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(19, 0, 38);  line-height: 19px;  font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;i&gt;The Help &lt;/i&gt;by Kathleen Stockett=A-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(19, 0, 38);  line-height: 19px;  font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;This might be the first time in my life that I have said that the movie is better than the book. A little slow. Easy read. Good story.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(19, 0, 38);  line-height: 19px;  font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(19, 0, 38);  line-height: 19px;  font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;i&gt;Pygmalion&lt;/i&gt; by George Bernard Shaw (audio)=A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(19, 0, 38);  line-height: 19px;  font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Eliza also kept me company while I exercised. George Bernard Shaw is a fascinating read. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(19, 0, 38);  line-height: 19px;  font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(19, 0, 38);  line-height: 19px;  font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;i&gt;3 Cups of Tea&lt;/i&gt; by Greg Mortenson=B-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(19, 0, 38);  line-height: 19px;  font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I have to admit it was an excellent story although I often got distracted by a. the poor writing and b. always pondering about why he would lie about his "experiences."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(19, 0, 38);  line-height: 19px;  font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(19, 0, 38);  line-height: 19px;  font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;i&gt;The Marvelous Adventures&lt;/i&gt; of Edward Tulane by Kate DiCamillo=A+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(19, 0, 38);  line-height: 19px;  font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I received this as a Christmas present and read it all the next day. It is an easy independent read, however, it is a sweet story and quite thought provoking. I will reread it often I'm sure.&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/842119373541339320-2929111444819678146?l=adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/feeds/2929111444819678146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=842119373541339320&amp;postID=2929111444819678146' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/2929111444819678146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/2929111444819678146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/2012/01/2011-reads.html' title='2011 Reads'/><author><name>Carlee Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06222027441767321778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-842119373541339320.post-1951373753496737899</id><published>2011-12-31T11:10:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-31T11:24:23.459-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='100 things to do'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='102'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Goal #102 Lazyman Triathlon</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;#102: Complete a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;triathlon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well... we sort of... kind of... completed this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In other words... we actually DID complete 26 miles running, 115 miles biking, and 97 laps &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;swimming&lt;/span&gt; (approx 2 miles)...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nY0LHzrObCs/Tv9RcAO3M-I/AAAAAAAABDI/2Ih8BVWDtt8/s320/lazyman%2Bironman%2B2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692357995560121314" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Our team: Kelsey, me, and Afton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;... all in one month!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thus, the "Lazyman Ironman."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But I still think it counts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I think we all learned how nice it is to exercise regularly. I developed a new love for cycling. We had some good roommate time. It was great.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;One day&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I'll do this whole thing in &lt;i&gt;one day&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/842119373541339320-1951373753496737899?l=adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/feeds/1951373753496737899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=842119373541339320&amp;postID=1951373753496737899' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/1951373753496737899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/1951373753496737899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/2011/12/goal-102-lazyman-triathlon.html' title='Goal #102 Lazyman Triathlon'/><author><name>Carlee Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06222027441767321778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nY0LHzrObCs/Tv9RcAO3M-I/AAAAAAAABDI/2Ih8BVWDtt8/s72-c/lazyman%2Bironman%2B2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-842119373541339320.post-4119999745219599317</id><published>2011-12-18T13:03:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-18T13:44:41.955-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='100 things to do'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='26'/><title type='text'>Goal #26</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Goal #26: Earn a Bachelor's Degree&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: 'courier new'; font-size: large; "&gt;COMPLETE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687563067286866498" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PxoVxk6geGU/Tu5IecdDykI/AAAAAAAABC8/oNGViZgDeWQ/s320/IMG_2086.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Graduation! December 2011&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Lessons I learned:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;#1: Obviously I have learned plenty of... &lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Patience&lt;/span&gt; - With roommates, professors, inconvient sleeping schedules, etc. Endurance - Like when you are sick and tired but have that last paper to write. Honesty- Have I done what I've said I've done? Have I kept my commitments? Psychology - only the best major out there. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;#2: I have learned that I DO NOT have to be a perfectionist. Although I should do my best work I don't have to be anxious about doing everything perfect. Its not necessarily the grades that count, it's the fact that I'm learning.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;#3: I have learned to count the small successes along the way. One of my professors made sure I learned this one lesson. It isn't about waiting to hit the big goal. If you do that you will struggle to find happiness and contentment with your work. However, if you count the small successes along the way it doesn't matter whether or not you have made the ultimate goal because you have seen success. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;#4: The biggest lesson I have learned is that the Lord has his own timing for me. I distinctly remember writing down my 5 year plan at the beginning of my college experience. I was graduating in three years with honors, doing an internship in DC, going on a mission when I turned 21, &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;then of course&lt;/span&gt; I was getting married. Well, here I am 6 years later. I didn't graduate in 3 years or with honors. I didn't do an internship in DC. I went on a mission when I was 22 and I am still very much not married...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BUT&lt;/strong&gt; I got to change my major and study something that really fascinated me, I took the time (advised by my mom) for some fun classes like ballet, family history, snowboarding, and archery. I spent 4 months studying History, Politics and Religion in the Middle East and 1 month studying Art in Europe. I served in the greatest mission on Earth with the greatest people! The year proceeding my mission I learned the importance and application of the Atonement in my life through real experience. Since returning from my mission I was able to serve in many callings including as an Ordinance Worker in the Rexburg Temple and as the Relief Society President of my singles ward &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(post to come).&lt;/span&gt; I did an internship at the Family Crisis Center helping victims of domestic violence. I also had the opportunity of being involved on campus teaching a leadership class, coordinating all of the sports events on campus, supervising many of the service opportunities, counseling with the adminstration to develop the BYUI learning model, etc. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The moral of the story is: The Lord knows what he is doing. It is my job to trust his timing. My life wouldn't be nearly what it is without allowing the Lord to be at the helm. But boy... what a ride it has been!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Just some life lessons from a humble graduate.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/842119373541339320-4119999745219599317?l=adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/feeds/4119999745219599317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=842119373541339320&amp;postID=4119999745219599317' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/4119999745219599317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/4119999745219599317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/2011/12/goal-26.html' title='Goal #26'/><author><name>Carlee Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06222027441767321778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PxoVxk6geGU/Tu5IecdDykI/AAAAAAAABC8/oNGViZgDeWQ/s72-c/IMG_2086.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-842119373541339320.post-6135143841738861501</id><published>2011-12-15T12:06:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-15T14:41:43.104-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>The girls...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I just have to admit that I adore these girls and am going to miss them very much! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 141px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8-wNHohpyBE/TupFe2luK-I/AAAAAAAABCw/vkTpKDc9CsQ/s320/Kensington%2B203.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686433875860794338" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;September 2011&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm going to miss Kendra's hugs and Thursday night movies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm going to miss Kelsey bossing me around and picking fights with me... sorta. But I'm really going to miss her sweet acts of service and late night yoga in the hallway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm going to miss Kylie's quick whit and psychology jokes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm going to miss Afton's belly dance, her late night talks, and her laughter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm going to miss Kristina and her sweet gospel insights and testimony.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thanks girls for taking me in when I was homeless. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I just love you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/842119373541339320-6135143841738861501?l=adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/feeds/6135143841738861501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=842119373541339320&amp;postID=6135143841738861501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/6135143841738861501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/6135143841738861501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/2011/12/girls.html' title='The girls...'/><author><name>Carlee Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06222027441767321778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8-wNHohpyBE/TupFe2luK-I/AAAAAAAABCw/vkTpKDc9CsQ/s72-c/Kensington%2B203.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-842119373541339320.post-5251916100756863531</id><published>2011-12-10T10:44:00.011-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-10T16:50:00.637-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='34'/><title type='text'>Goal #34</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Goal #34: Serve a mission&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jDZw6ZPgifY/TuPtbkeYfzI/AAAAAAAABCY/MlxwsSl1pIM/s1600/jen%2527s%2Btemple%2Btrip.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KdnyddThTYE/TuPpvvJVczI/AAAAAAAABCA/2Uib3mIMKSE/s1600/sisters%2Bcoming%2Bhome.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-urm9Xd4yTd0/TuPmkCy2b5I/AAAAAAAABAg/G1bD25IL90c/s1600/suzzy%2Band%2Bi.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-urm9Xd4yTd0/TuPmkCy2b5I/AAAAAAAABAg/G1bD25IL90c/s320/suzzy%2Band%2Bi.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684640661571530642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Suzzy&lt;/span&gt; and I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I did! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;. I have been home from my mission for a year, today. Crazy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was just having a conversation with a woman in the temple about what a blessing my mission has been in my life since I've returned home. The skills I developed have blessed my schoolwork and my callings, incl. the ability to organize, make plans, set goals, talk to strangers, teach, extend commitments, follow up, etc. My strengthened testimony and experience with the gospel has helped me ride through &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;turbulent&lt;/span&gt; times. My desire to serve others has helped push me out of my comfort zone. Lifetime friendships were cultivated. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't think I really realized how much a part of me my mission experience would become. I didn't observably change a whole lot from beginning to end, but I know now that those experiences created depth. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm glad for the experiences I've had the last year to help me learn and grow, however, I'm admittedly a little "mission-sick" &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;(much like homesick but for the mission). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&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-size:x-small;"&gt;Some pictures to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;reminisce:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-80FlVELgKfs/TuPmvxzvAcI/AAAAAAAABA4/Cm2iWroyOWE/s1600/mtc%2Bdistrict.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-80FlVELgKfs/TuPmvxzvAcI/AAAAAAAABA4/Cm2iWroyOWE/s320/mtc%2Bdistrict.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684640863170265538" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 202px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;MTC&lt;/span&gt; District&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;I loved this group! We had so much fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-l9zyHlIxmQk/TuPmv87aXeI/AAAAAAAABAs/W3LLfRpdcto/s320/sister%2Bprice%2Band%2Banda%2Band%2Bi.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684640866155257314" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-l9zyHlIxmQk/TuPmv87aXeI/AAAAAAAABAs/W3LLfRpdcto/s1600/sister%2Bprice%2Band%2Banda%2Band%2Bi.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-l9zyHlIxmQk/TuPmv87aXeI/AAAAAAAABAs/W3LLfRpdcto/s1600/sister%2Bprice%2Band%2Banda%2Band%2Bi.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-l9zyHlIxmQk/TuPmv87aXeI/AAAAAAAABAs/W3LLfRpdcto/s1600/sister%2Bprice%2Band%2Banda%2Band%2Bi.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;We tried for months to get Sister Price (LA) to church.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;She finally decided to come to Stake Conference!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KdnyddThTYE/TuPpvvJVczI/AAAAAAAABCA/2Uib3mIMKSE/s1600/sisters%2Bcoming%2Bhome.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vQ6S-3dz98s/TuPpeqMMidI/AAAAAAAABBE/1l9L9yBjbKw/s320/anda%2527s%2Bfirst%2Bsnowman.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684643867602487762" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Sister Thacker's first snowman!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KdnyddThTYE/TuPpvvJVczI/AAAAAAAABCA/2Uib3mIMKSE/s1600/sisters%2Bcoming%2Bhome.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sgKn3HcWelg/TuPpgIxKLJI/AAAAAAAABBo/CvvpbR9TReo/s320/mission%2Bbirthday%2Bcake.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684643892990454930" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Sister Gunderson and Sister Thacker made me this birthday cake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;If you look close it looks like the ancient Bountiful Temple. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KdnyddThTYE/TuPpvvJVczI/AAAAAAAABCA/2Uib3mIMKSE/s1600/sisters%2Bcoming%2Bhome.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ewVKA1Ckx4g/TuPpvd1PK7I/AAAAAAAABB0/uZZFoav7p1E/s320/packing%2Bon%2Bthe%2Bmission.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684644156342741938" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Packing by all means necessary!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KdnyddThTYE/TuPpvvJVczI/AAAAAAAABCA/2Uib3mIMKSE/s1600/sisters%2Bcoming%2Bhome.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Y6Uv-i1kcy4/TuPpe0dkg-I/AAAAAAAABBQ/QJlrF5Pl_hY/s320/deep%2Bfried%2Boreos.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684643870359716834" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;You haven't lived until you've tried deep fried oreos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KdnyddThTYE/TuPpvvJVczI/AAAAAAAABCA/2Uib3mIMKSE/s1600/sisters%2Bcoming%2Bhome.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xzhmFrvcAdo/TuPpf3InUrI/AAAAAAAABBc/j9I8YBEjwtw/s320/linsey%2Band%2Bi%2Bat%2Bthe%2Blake.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684643888256996018" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Sometimes you just have to let loose and be a little silly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Thanks Lins for teaching me that life lesson. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KdnyddThTYE/TuPpvvJVczI/AAAAAAAABCA/2Uib3mIMKSE/s1600/sisters%2Bcoming%2Bhome.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KdnyddThTYE/TuPpvvJVczI/AAAAAAAABCA/2Uib3mIMKSE/s320/sisters%2Bcoming%2Bhome.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684644160990442290" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Five of the six sisters going home (at least we had each other)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;This summer my family went back to Ohio with me to visit. It was absolutely wonderful (and terribly humid)! I will always consider Ohio my home away from home! My mother has all the pictures. I only have two to share, but they were both GREAT memories!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OmN5vkbOVHs/TuPtbixoPeI/AAAAAAAABCM/k1j02tmOswA/s320/kate%2Band%2Bher%2Bmother%2Band%2Bi.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684648212118912482" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;I got to see my dear sweet Kate! Oh how I love her. She was my very first lesson. When I saw her again she hugged and tackled me into the pew after sacrament meeting. ha ha. It was so good to see her! And she shared her good news that since I had left her mother moved from Ghana to live with Kate and was baptized! Kate is on the left and her mother is on the right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jDZw6ZPgifY/TuPtbkeYfzI/AAAAAAAABCY/MlxwsSl1pIM/s320/jen%2527s%2Btemple%2Btrip.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684648212575059762" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px; " /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;AND... I got to be with Jen when she received her endowments in the Columbus Temple. That will always be a cherished memory with some of my favorite people!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Well... one year down. Another one to go. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-urm9Xd4yTd0/TuPmkCy2b5I/AAAAAAAABAg/G1bD25IL90c/s1600/suzzy%2Band%2Bi.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/842119373541339320-5251916100756863531?l=adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/feeds/5251916100756863531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=842119373541339320&amp;postID=5251916100756863531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/5251916100756863531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/5251916100756863531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/2011/12/goal-34.html' title='Goal #34'/><author><name>Carlee Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06222027441767321778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-urm9Xd4yTd0/TuPmkCy2b5I/AAAAAAAABAg/G1bD25IL90c/s72-c/suzzy%2Band%2Bi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-842119373541339320.post-5136580889936389755</id><published>2011-12-09T00:18:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-09T00:19:07.455-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college life'/><title type='text'>1 week</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AOD-rcvxLHs/TuG2XqVEhUI/AAAAAAAAA-o/LUOf4OjBGgs/s1600/Keep%2BCalm%2Band%2BGraduate.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 274px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AOD-rcvxLHs/TuG2XqVEhUI/AAAAAAAAA-o/LUOf4OjBGgs/s320/Keep%2BCalm%2Band%2BGraduate.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684024722334188866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&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/842119373541339320-5136580889936389755?l=adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/feeds/5136580889936389755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=842119373541339320&amp;postID=5136580889936389755' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/5136580889936389755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/5136580889936389755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/2011/12/1-week.html' title='1 week'/><author><name>Carlee Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06222027441767321778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AOD-rcvxLHs/TuG2XqVEhUI/AAAAAAAAA-o/LUOf4OjBGgs/s72-c/Keep%2BCalm%2Band%2BGraduate.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-842119373541339320.post-7174640912376281583</id><published>2011-12-02T13:41:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-02T13:52:59.068-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gratitude'/><title type='text'>Thanksgiving Thoughts</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am so grateful for gratitude. No really, it's true. I learned some powerful lessons this last month. It was a blessing to be thinking of all the friends and family that I am thankful for. (The only problem is that I still have a huge list of people I want to thank!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My thoughts have been lacing through gratitude the last few weeks for some other reasons as well. The conclusion I've come to is that there is great POWER in gratitude. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've always understood and appreciated the principle of being grateful, but my dad taught me an even greater lesson. He help me EXPERIENCE the POWER of gratitude. Gratitude turns our hearts to God. It calms our fears and anxieties. It illuminates the abundant goodness in a sometimes scary world. Its guides us to potential possibilities. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gratitude heals.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The moral of the story is I'm grateful for gratitude. I'm going to be better at using it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/842119373541339320-7174640912376281583?l=adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/feeds/7174640912376281583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=842119373541339320&amp;postID=7174640912376281583' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/7174640912376281583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/7174640912376281583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/2011/12/thanksgiving-thoughts.html' title='Thanksgiving Thoughts'/><author><name>Carlee Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06222027441767321778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-842119373541339320.post-6154388457917330162</id><published>2011-11-30T22:13:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T22:38:52.585-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gratitude'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Thanksgiving Tribute #30</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Maps&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MPs7Ys5LM8Y/TtcO8Q-2wzI/AAAAAAAAA-E/NROQA54p8ts/s200/Maps.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681025883464713010" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Isn't this photo adorable!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh dearest Maps, I would be super ungrateful if I didn't include her in these thanksgiving tributes. After all, 30 people in 30 days was her idea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I truly find the Lord's puzzle work of life incredible! It doesn't matter how long or short a person is in your life. What does matter are the lessons you learned from them and the memories you share. Maps and I met a few years back. Congenial really. We had mutual friends. She was &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(and is)&lt;/span&gt; a bright happy light. It was easy to become friends with her. What I've never told her is how greatly she's influenced my life... and its been a lasting influence.  Ironically enough, she's taught me the life lesson of gratitude. How perfectly appropriate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;One of my earliest memories of Maps was sitting around a campfire during a week long service project we were participating in. I noticed each night she would be writing in her journal. What I soon discovered was that it was a gratitude journal and that each day she would record the things she was grateful for that day. She had numbered each one and over the years she explained that she had accumulated several books full of these gratitude lists. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Years later I was working for a summer youth camp and was having a particularly hard time spiritually. A revelatory thought struck me and I remembered these books Maps had written. What a wonderful idea! So I tried it out... by the end of the summer my little booklet was full and so was my Spirit. I've carried on the tradition for several years now (better at times than others), but it has been a source of strength in my life for which I will always be grateful for.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In a recent Religion class I shared Maps' example of gratitude and these books she has written. My sweet perceptive professor (Elder Hammond) smiled and said that he can only image what it will be like for her at Judgement. Those books will be presented to the Lord and he will escort right into the Celestial kingdom. I couldn't help me smile myself because I'm sure that can't be far from the truth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thank You Maps for teaching me the power of gratitude.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/842119373541339320-6154388457917330162?l=adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/feeds/6154388457917330162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=842119373541339320&amp;postID=6154388457917330162' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/6154388457917330162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/6154388457917330162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/2011/11/thanksgiving-tribute-30.html' title='Thanksgiving Tribute #30'/><author><name>Carlee Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06222027441767321778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MPs7Ys5LM8Y/TtcO8Q-2wzI/AAAAAAAAA-E/NROQA54p8ts/s72-c/Maps.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-842119373541339320.post-9121934684865270433</id><published>2011-11-30T07:06:00.007-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T13:02:42.483-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gratitude'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Thanksgiving Tribute #28 &amp; #29</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kristi Lee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DlzajFxoQro/TtY8XpfWa1I/AAAAAAAAA9s/ddtOHuVelX4/s200/kristi.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680794356946463570" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Taiwan 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kristi is my honorary sister. She and I probably act more like sisters than me and my sisters. That might be because our mothers are sisters and we are only 9 months apart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She and I have survived each other for 24 years &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;(as of December 1... ha ha)&lt;/span&gt;. Anyone who can make it through the adventures of childhood, the drama of teenagehood &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;(I know its not a real word)&lt;/span&gt;, and the independence of young adulthood is doing pretty good. I think we've done a pretty darn good job. Kristi has always been the sweet, calm, smart, hardworking, lovable one that I've had to compete with all these years. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;ha ha.&lt;/span&gt; But I love her anyway and am grateful for her example of excellence in my life. Anything she does, she does it 100%. She has wisdom beyond her years &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;(yeah I'm calling you old).&lt;/span&gt; I am often the grateful beneficiary of that wisdom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kristi, Thanks for having sleepovers at grandmas house watching fiddler on the roof and laughing until 3am &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;(sorry Cindy!)&lt;/span&gt;. I sure love you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;No post about Kristi would be complete without a twin tribute to:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Holli Berry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xNfVtG1mK-Q/TtZAOvK6YUI/AAAAAAAAA94/TX45MmcYmME/s200/holli.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680798601899041090" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Holli is the one that kept sanity between Kristi and I for all of these years. Really, really. She is the older, more mature sister of the three. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; I am grateful for how much this girl has taught me about life &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;(she is three whole years my senior).&lt;/span&gt; She has exemplified courage, being concerned about others, knowing what to say and how to say it, being involved, persevering through tough situations, and enjoying the ride. I've very much appreciated this last one especially. She might not be aware of it be she has an incredible optimism about life. I'm not sure I've ever heard her complain. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love these two girls. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kristi and Holli, Thanks for loving me through all those years of annoyance and being such wonderful cousins.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/842119373541339320-9121934684865270433?l=adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/feeds/9121934684865270433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=842119373541339320&amp;postID=9121934684865270433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/9121934684865270433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/9121934684865270433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/2011/11/thanksgiving-tribute-28.html' title='Thanksgiving Tribute #28 &amp; #29'/><author><name>Carlee Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06222027441767321778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DlzajFxoQro/TtY8XpfWa1I/AAAAAAAAA9s/ddtOHuVelX4/s72-c/kristi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-842119373541339320.post-341665527619215149</id><published>2011-11-29T10:05:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-29T10:23:50.132-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gratitude'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Thanksgiving Tribute #24, #25, #26, #27</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My Treasures&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;aka. My Aunts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-R3ZSlHzIe9Q/TtURr9R9ljI/AAAAAAAAA9g/97mrz-PA6AA/s1600/Treasures%2B1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 226px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-R3ZSlHzIe9Q/TtURr9R9ljI/AAAAAAAAA9g/97mrz-PA6AA/s320/Treasures%2B1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680465951879697970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;L-R: Mom, Anna, Sherri, Cindy, Karen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't know how it came about but my aunts started reffering to themselves as their nieces and nephews' "treasures" and it's stuck. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;ha ha&lt;/span&gt; These are my treasures:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Anna: Oh Anna. Anna has taught me &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(along with my mother and other treasures)&lt;/span&gt; how to be a homemaker. If there was a Homemaker of the Year Award I would nominate her. Her 5 boys would probably nominate her too. 5 BOYS! ah! Oh and one very perfect daughter of course. All growing up I loved being at Anna's house because of the Spirit in her home. I also dearly love the way she and my mom interact. Kristi and I are still laughing &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(years later)&lt;/span&gt; at them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sherri: I covet Sherri's creativity. But you all should covet that Sherri is in my family and not yours. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;nienner nienner nienner&lt;/span&gt; Sherri is amazing, and her food is divine! I don't know how she does it but she has saved my college years and my party plans with her recipes. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;hmm hmm good&lt;/span&gt; I'm grateful for Sherri showing me that talents come in all shapes and sizes and I shouldn't be afraid to find mine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cindy: What do you say about Cindy?! She is... Cindy.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; ha ha&lt;/span&gt; All growing up all my friends knew and loved her almost as much as I did. She is the life of the party. But she has also taken the time to know the details of my life. She is an incredibly selfless server. I am grateful for her example of finding a need around the house or family and meeting it with no complaints. One day I want to grow up to be like her. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Karen: When I think of Karen I can't help but smile, really, I'm smiling right now. Karen makes me smile... and she makes me laugh... really really hard... regularly. Her optimism and humor have blessed my life countless times. I can't help but love being around her for the natural endorphins I get! She has shown me how beautiful life is and that I should make sure I'm enjoying it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As you can see I have the greatest of "treasures."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thanks ladies for teaching me the greatest of life lessons.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/842119373541339320-341665527619215149?l=adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/feeds/341665527619215149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=842119373541339320&amp;postID=341665527619215149' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/341665527619215149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/341665527619215149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/2011/11/thanksgiving-tribute-24-25-26-27.html' title='Thanksgiving Tribute #24, #25, #26, #27'/><author><name>Carlee Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06222027441767321778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-R3ZSlHzIe9Q/TtURr9R9ljI/AAAAAAAAA9g/97mrz-PA6AA/s72-c/Treasures%2B1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-842119373541339320.post-6587920369605484471</id><published>2011-11-29T09:49:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-29T10:04:30.139-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='church'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gratitude'/><title type='text'>Tribute #23</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;President Mack&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2k4Z6PNWQMU/TtUOdyvm7PI/AAAAAAAAA9U/enX9mNIlvqc/s1600/President%2BMack.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 148px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2k4Z6PNWQMU/TtUOdyvm7PI/AAAAAAAAA9U/enX9mNIlvqc/s200/President%2BMack.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680462409998200050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Mission Homecoming 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; Just like President Hinckley will always be my prophet, President Mack will always be my Stake President. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;ha ha  &lt;/span&gt;From the time we moved to Utah when I was 8 yrs old to the time I moved away from home &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(ish)&lt;/span&gt; he was my Stake President. I am so grateful for his example of righteous priesthood leadership. I appreciated him long before, but I realized on my mission how much of my understanding of Priesthood leadership was a result in what I experienced and observed with him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I remember the hugs and the words of encouragement when I messed up a presentation at Girls Camp. I remember the words of counsel he shared when I prepared to leave home for college. I remember how he lead meetings by the Spirit. I remember walking into their home and feeling the power of the Gospel among their family. And I am grateful for his words of wisdom when I returned home from my mission about how to keep my testimony strong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thanks President Mack for being a righteous Priesthood holder.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/842119373541339320-6587920369605484471?l=adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/feeds/6587920369605484471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=842119373541339320&amp;postID=6587920369605484471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/6587920369605484471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/6587920369605484471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/2011/11/tribute-23.html' title='Tribute #23'/><author><name>Carlee Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06222027441767321778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2k4Z6PNWQMU/TtUOdyvm7PI/AAAAAAAAA9U/enX9mNIlvqc/s72-c/President%2BMack.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-842119373541339320.post-6618467370614536448</id><published>2011-11-29T08:44:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-29T09:48:00.037-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gratitude'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Thanksgiving Tribute #22</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Grandma Merlene&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CmLeVq60MTA/TtT-ZdL-5wI/AAAAAAAAA9I/FXmxUHWLyN4/s1600/grandma%2Bivie%252C%2Bmom%252C%2Band%2Bi.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CmLeVq60MTA/TtT-ZdL-5wI/AAAAAAAAA9I/FXmxUHWLyN4/s320/grandma%2Bivie%252C%2Bmom%252C%2Band%2Bi.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680444743306110722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Girls Day 2011&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh how I love my grandmother. You just have to meet her. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My whole life she has set the perfect example of unconditional love and acceptance. For example, when I went to church with her this weekend EVERYONE knew her and wanted to come see her. I could see it... each person had felt her love and wanted a great big Merlene hug. A favorite image I have of that day was when this sweet &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(and a little awkward)&lt;/span&gt; teenage girl walked by with her eyes unconfidently down and before she even knew it she was wrapped in a hug from my grandmother who was whispering words of love and encouragement to her. Her glow was visible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Another favorite memory of my grandmother took place a few years ago. We were celebrating my grandparents' 50 year Anniversary at The Little America. The weekend was supposed to be all about my grandparents but one day my cousin and I were sitting in the lobby when my grandmother comes over arm in arm with this petite, dark complected woman. We had no idea who she was but my grandmother eagerly introduced us to her. They had met years before when my grandparents had stayed in this hotel previously. This woman was an immigrant and had little family but the hotel. My grandmother had taken her under her wing and loved her like grandma does. They had exchanged letters for years after that initial meeting and considered each other dear friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That experience had a great impact on me. My grandmother doesn't look past anyone, she sees each person as a child of God and loves them accordingly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thank You Grandma, for teaching me how to love. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/842119373541339320-6618467370614536448?l=adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/feeds/6618467370614536448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=842119373541339320&amp;postID=6618467370614536448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/6618467370614536448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/6618467370614536448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/2011/11/thanksgiving-tribute-22.html' title='Thanksgiving Tribute #22'/><author><name>Carlee Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06222027441767321778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CmLeVq60MTA/TtT-ZdL-5wI/AAAAAAAAA9I/FXmxUHWLyN4/s72-c/grandma%2Bivie%252C%2Bmom%252C%2Band%2Bi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-842119373541339320.post-4181092470168193760</id><published>2011-11-24T10:50:00.009-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-24T11:21:59.857-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gratitude'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Thanksgiving Tribute #21</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Bugs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I love my little brother... I really do... I think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;A picture tribute would be in order.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3v1OXmxNH_k/Ts6IApC8ZhI/AAAAAAAAA88/ypVtJGFbU_Q/s1600/brandon%2Band%2Bi%2B5.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3v1OXmxNH_k/Ts6IApC8ZhI/AAAAAAAAA88/ypVtJGFbU_Q/s200/brandon%2Band%2Bi%2B5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678625724760352274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  border-collapse: collapse; color: rgb(51, 0, 0); font-family:georgia, 'bookman old style', 'palatino linotype', 'book antiqua', palatino, 'trebuchet ms', helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, 'avante garde', 'century gothic', 'comic sans ms', times, 'times new roman', serif;font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;California 2011&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&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-size:small;"&gt;Brothers and sisters are as close as hands and feet.  ~Vietnamese Proverb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CrcBf2j7qtk/Ts6IAXSUeHI/AAAAAAAAA8w/8FsxgrfQzno/s1600/brandon%2Band%2Bi%2B4.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CrcBf2j7qtk/Ts6IAXSUeHI/AAAAAAAAA8w/8FsxgrfQzno/s200/brandon%2Band%2Bi%2B4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678625719993006194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Bridal Viel 2011&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  border-collapse: collapse; color: rgb(51, 0, 0); font-family:georgia, 'bookman old style', 'palatino linotype', 'book antiqua', palatino, 'trebuchet ms', helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, 'avante garde', 'century gothic', 'comic sans ms', times, 'times new roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Siblings are the people we practice on, the people who teach us about fairness and cooperation and kindness and caring - quite often the hard way.  ~Pamela D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  border-collapse: collapse; color: rgb(51, 0, 0); font-family:georgia, 'bookman old style', 'palatino linotype', 'book antiqua', palatino, 'trebuchet ms', helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, 'avante garde', 'century gothic', 'comic sans ms', times, 'times new roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;ugdale&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MH16npbi2LQ/Ts6E_3zcIAI/AAAAAAAAA8A/YHCLdEP6n2M/s1600/brandon%2Band%2BI%2B3.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MH16npbi2LQ/Ts6E_3zcIAI/AAAAAAAAA8A/YHCLdEP6n2M/s200/brandon%2Band%2BI%2B3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678622413007101954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt; Rocket Shoot 2011&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  border-collapse: collapse; color: rgb(51, 0, 0); font-family:georgia, 'bookman old style', 'palatino linotype', 'book antiqua', palatino, 'trebuchet ms', helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, 'avante garde', 'century gothic', 'comic sans ms', times, 'times new roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;It snowed last year too:  I made a snowman and my brother knocked it down and I knocked my brother down and then we had tea.  ~Dylan Thom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  border-collapse: collapse; color: rgb(51, 0, 0); font-family:georgia, 'bookman old style', 'palatino linotype', 'book antiqua', palatino, 'trebuchet ms', helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, 'avante garde', 'century gothic', 'comic sans ms', times, 'times new roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;as&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0hqQgu5N2CU/Ts6E_ZIDABI/AAAAAAAAA7o/8UOc1HuOOPE/s200/brandon%2Band%2Bi%2B1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678622404772036626" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;California 2011&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  border-collapse: collapse; color: rgb(51, 0, 0); font-family:georgia, 'bookman old style', 'palatino linotype', 'book antiqua', palatino, 'trebuchet ms', helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, 'avante garde', 'century gothic', 'comic sans ms', times, 'times new roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I, who have no sisters or brothers, look with some degree of innocent envy on those who may be said to be born to friends.  ~James Boswell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 226px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xalxsT5d89E/Ts6FNCrTyjI/AAAAAAAAA8M/MtrQfIeWXfY/s320/brandon%2Band%2BI%2B2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678622639264090674" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia, 'bookman old style', 'palatino linotype', 'book antiqua', palatino, 'trebuchet ms', helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, 'avante garde', 'century gothic', 'comic sans ms', times, 'times new roman', serif;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;New York 2011&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia, 'bookman old style', 'palatino linotype', 'book antiqua', palatino, 'trebuchet ms', helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, 'avante garde', 'century gothic', 'comic sans ms', times, 'times new roman', serif;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia, 'bookman old style', 'palatino linotype', 'book antiqua', palatino, 'trebuchet ms', helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, 'avante garde', 'century gothic', 'comic sans ms', times, 'times new roman', serif;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I couldn't have asked for a more annoying, funny, ridiculous, hardworking, loving little brother.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia, 'bookman old style', 'palatino linotype', 'book antiqua', palatino, 'trebuchet ms', helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, 'avante garde', 'century gothic', 'comic sans ms', times, 'times new roman', serif;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Thanks Brandon for keeping me in line.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/842119373541339320-4181092470168193760?l=adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/feeds/4181092470168193760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=842119373541339320&amp;postID=4181092470168193760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/4181092470168193760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/4181092470168193760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/2011/11/thanksgiving-tribute-21.html' title='Thanksgiving Tribute #21'/><author><name>Carlee Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06222027441767321778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3v1OXmxNH_k/Ts6IApC8ZhI/AAAAAAAAA88/ypVtJGFbU_Q/s72-c/brandon%2Band%2Bi%2B5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-842119373541339320.post-6818006952884976515</id><published>2011-11-23T21:51:00.007-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-24T10:08:32.050-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gratitude'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Thanksgiving Tribute #20</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sister Painter I&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 190px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0Jewa_laqWA/Ts3Pfe3lrkI/AAAAAAAAA7c/S1zHOYb07zc/s200/Marjie%2Band%2BI.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678422844953177666" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Mission Homecoming 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This woman represents strength. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Her faith and determination have been a blessing in my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've been blessed with the most wonderful family, my Aunt Marjorie included. She has mentored me through my mission and through life. I'm grateful I have her counsel and encouragement to turn to. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We go way back... to the gummy bear days. :) I've been stubborn and selfish in my few years but she has always provided an example of selfless service and patience. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Marjie, thanks for always believing in me and pushing me to do my best. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Love Sister Painter II&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;(My littlest sister calls herself Sister Painter III)&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/842119373541339320-6818006952884976515?l=adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/feeds/6818006952884976515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=842119373541339320&amp;postID=6818006952884976515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/6818006952884976515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/6818006952884976515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/2011/11/thanksgiving-tribute-20.html' title='Thanksgiving Tribute #20'/><author><name>Carlee Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06222027441767321778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0Jewa_laqWA/Ts3Pfe3lrkI/AAAAAAAAA7c/S1zHOYb07zc/s72-c/Marjie%2Band%2BI.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-842119373541339320.post-7923848855623280664</id><published>2011-11-23T19:08:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-23T21:46:55.454-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gratitude'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mission'/><title type='text'>Thanksgiving Tribute #19</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sister Thacker&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Well technically her name is Andreanna Slade now :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3_FdMNi937k/Ts2nmOuPtGI/AAAAAAAAA7E/t5rsMsOF8jU/s320/sister%2Bthacker%2Bsummer.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678378980412994658" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Summer 2009 in Fairfield, OH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Andreanna is a friend of ALL SEASONS. I had to laugh when I was looking at pictures of the two of us because, really, we have a picture in every season. Anda trained me as a missionary and then we ended up serving together for 9 months! &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;(Exactly half of a Sister's Mission)&lt;/span&gt; I love this girl like my sister... probably because she was for so long. People even think we look like sisters. I think they even thought we were twins once.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She truly is a friend for all seasons. Really, if my car broke down I know Anda would be the first one at the scene no matter what length she had to drive &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:x-small;"&gt;(maybe Idaho is a little far from Arizona... but you get the point). She is a 1 in a million friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She was not only an incredible missionary and a powerhouse of a testimony she is one of the sweetest, happiest, hardest working, well-meaning "daughters of God" I know. She definitely had some endless patience with me in the mission field...endless. I will forever be grateful that she didn't give up on me. I am also grateful for her example of having righteous desires. I have long admired her practically perfect intentions in every situation she encounters.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8HGjxeQX11o/Ts2nmZdb-lI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/J7RBAlQJyOI/s1600/Sister%2BThacker%2Bsnow.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8HGjxeQX11o/Ts2nmZdb-lI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/J7RBAlQJyOI/s320/Sister%2BThacker%2Bsnow.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678378983295285842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Winter 2010 in West Chester, OH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&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-size:medium;"&gt;Anda, really, thank you for not giving up on me.&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/842119373541339320-7923848855623280664?l=adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/feeds/7923848855623280664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=842119373541339320&amp;postID=7923848855623280664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/7923848855623280664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/7923848855623280664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/2011/11/thanksgiving-tribute-19.html' title='Thanksgiving Tribute #19'/><author><name>Carlee Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06222027441767321778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3_FdMNi937k/Ts2nmOuPtGI/AAAAAAAAA7E/t5rsMsOF8jU/s72-c/sister%2Bthacker%2Bsummer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-842119373541339320.post-364051747919944076</id><published>2011-11-19T12:39:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T14:32:39.789-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gratitude'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Thanksgiving Tribute #18</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kenna&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 132px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7xiAJXB8eIc/TsgGJPAZLjI/AAAAAAAAA64/UoGhLBtzZj8/s200/kenna.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676794086017281586" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kenna is simply amazing. We were introduced a few years ago through a mutual friend and bonded over longboarding. :) Ironically, I haven't seen her since BUT I consider her a great influence on my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She is one of those people whose strength is heroic. Through trials and turmoil she has always come out on top &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(whether she feels that way or not)&lt;/span&gt;. I love how she is 100% REAL. She doesn't sugar coat life but recognizes the worth of experiences. Although I haven't seen her in years her blog, emails, and chats have encouraged and uplifted me so many times. I consider her a true sister, an avenue of the Spirit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thanks Kenna, for teaching me that life really is worth living no matter how hard it gets. I sure love you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/842119373541339320-364051747919944076?l=adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/feeds/364051747919944076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=842119373541339320&amp;postID=364051747919944076' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/364051747919944076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/364051747919944076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/2011/11/thanksgiving-tribute-18.html' title='Thanksgiving Tribute #18'/><author><name>Carlee Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06222027441767321778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7xiAJXB8eIc/TsgGJPAZLjI/AAAAAAAAA64/UoGhLBtzZj8/s72-c/kenna.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-842119373541339320.post-5699091857691761556</id><published>2011-11-19T12:26:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T12:37:31.143-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='god'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='church'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gratitude'/><title type='text'>Thanksgiving Tribute #17</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This one might be a little silly, but I am grateful for...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jethro&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 171px; height: 135px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4bXWSUE0rlA/TsgDH1HyC-I/AAAAAAAAA6s/x4kNl9sX2eA/s320/jethro.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676790763354196962" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've been thinking about him a lot recently. Mostly due to the fact that I'm partially obsessed &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;(is it possible to be partially obsessed?)&lt;/span&gt; with the Prince of Egypt. As much as I love the movie I also very much appreciate the man in the Old Testament who represented wisdom, righteous leadership, and the power of the priesthood.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;However, I also love the character of Jethro, mostly because of this inspired song:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="560" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/oG0a9WFkgzU" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;A single thread in a tapestry &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Arial, Helvetica, 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Through its color brightly shine &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Can never see its purpose &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;In the pattern of the grand design &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&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:'times new roman';"&gt;And the stone that sits on the very top &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Of the mountain's mighty face &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Does it think it's more important &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Than the stones that form the base? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&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:'times new roman';"&gt;So how can you see what your life is worth &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Or where your value lies? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;You can never see through the eyes of man &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;You must look at your life &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&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:'times new roman';"&gt;Look at your life through heaven's eyes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Lai-la-lai... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&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:'times new roman';"&gt;A lake of gold in the desert sand &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Is less than a cool fresh spring &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;And to one lost sheep, a shepherd boy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Is greater than the richest king &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;If a man lose ev'rything he owns &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Has he truly lost his worth? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Or is it the beginning &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Of a new and brighter birth? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&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:'times new roman';"&gt;So how do you measure the worth of a man &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;In wealth or strength or size? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;In how much he gained or how much he gave? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;The answer will come &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;The answer will come to him who tries &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;To look at his life through heaven's eyes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&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:'times new roman';"&gt;And that's why we share all we have with you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Though there's little to be found &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;When all you've got is nothing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;There's a lot to go around &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&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:'times new roman';"&gt;No life can escape being blown about &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;By the winds of change and chance &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;And though you never know all the steps &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;You must learn to join the dance &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;You must learn to join the dance &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Lai-la-lai... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&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:'times new roman';"&gt;So how do you judge what a man is worth &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;By what he builds or buys? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;You can never see with your eyes on earth &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Look through heaven's eyes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Look at your life &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Look at your life &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Look at your life through heaven's eyes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&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/842119373541339320-5699091857691761556?l=adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/feeds/5699091857691761556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=842119373541339320&amp;postID=5699091857691761556' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/5699091857691761556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/5699091857691761556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/2011/11/thanksgiving-tribute-16.html' title='Thanksgiving Tribute #17'/><author><name>Carlee Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06222027441767321778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4bXWSUE0rlA/TsgDH1HyC-I/AAAAAAAAA6s/x4kNl9sX2eA/s72-c/jethro.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-842119373541339320.post-71174844615377597</id><published>2011-11-17T14:43:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-17T15:24:05.963-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gratitude'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Thanksgiving Tribute #15 and #16</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Grandma and Grandpa Painter&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xEpB32u8rI4/TsWAd1Xqz_I/AAAAAAAAA6g/zJzr7Cu7ZeQ/s320/GandG%2BPainter.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676084155401293810" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Wedding Day a long time ago :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Why I am grateful for these two:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-They have taught me how to work hard, whether that be running a business or doing your family history&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-They loved and raised 10 kids! One of whom happens to be my father.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-They loved and raised 40 somethin' grandkids! One of whom happens to be me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;(I don't even know how many great grandkids there are)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-They have persevered in the face of hardship &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;(including health issues, family problems, death of loved ones, business aggravations, etc.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-They love me for me. To them it doesn't matter what I do, but who I am&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;. (Of course they encourage you to do the right thing too)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-They have always been so supportive of my goals and accomplishments&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-I am grateful for their abundant wisdom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-I'm grateful for my grandmother's rice pudding &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:x-small;"&gt;(funny to be grateful for a food but if you tried it you would be grateful too... hmm hmm)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-I am grateful for their testimonies &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I just love them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/842119373541339320-71174844615377597?l=adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/feeds/71174844615377597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=842119373541339320&amp;postID=71174844615377597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/71174844615377597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/71174844615377597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/2011/11/thanksgiving-tribute-15-and-16.html' title='Thanksgiving Tribute #15 and #16'/><author><name>Carlee Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06222027441767321778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xEpB32u8rI4/TsWAd1Xqz_I/AAAAAAAAA6g/zJzr7Cu7ZeQ/s72-c/GandG%2BPainter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-842119373541339320.post-9199526335961487064</id><published>2011-11-16T15:38:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-16T19:30:18.013-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gratitude'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Thanksgiving Tribute #14</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Emily Plessl&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Snowboarding 2011&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OKZB_iaXuy8/TsQ7t1GAJSI/AAAAAAAAA5k/I_q-o3kkg_0/s200/emily%2Band%2BI%2Bsnowboarding.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675727088926074146" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I know I have way to many cliche little analogies BUT...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If I was YIN, Emily is my YANG. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We make a harmony, a perfect balance. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;te he he&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 128px; height: 128px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ohsFi-lpBwQ/TsQ-h_wu_2I/AAAAAAAAA6I/-H1IvdNFX4g/s200/yin%2Byang%2B2.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675730184166113122" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Chinese symbol represents when opposites are in harmony they create a perfect balance. Emily is my balancer. :) Her strengths balance me. She is sweet and patient, calm and caring. Anything she does is 100% genuine. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Emily and I met when we worked at Badger Creek in 2007. (A long time ago!) I think I just loved her right off. I remember being in awe of her goodness and her sense of adventure. Needless to say we had some fun times together. Since then I've been blessed to have her as a mission companion (not really, just via letters), a roommate, an exercise partner, a shoulder to cry on, someone to be spontaneous with, someone to adjust to real life after the mission with, and, of course, my yang. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Badger Creek 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-quQHuLZ_d78/TsQ_p_2c7iI/AAAAAAAAA6U/pNQOg-7B_Nc/s200/emily%2Band%2Bi%2Bat%2Bbadger.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675731421140676130" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh Em, thanks for keeping me balanced! What would I do without you?!?!&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/842119373541339320-9199526335961487064?l=adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/feeds/9199526335961487064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=842119373541339320&amp;postID=9199526335961487064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/9199526335961487064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/9199526335961487064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/2011/11/thanksgiving-tribute-14.html' title='Thanksgiving Tribute #14'/><author><name>Carlee Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06222027441767321778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OKZB_iaXuy8/TsQ7t1GAJSI/AAAAAAAAA5k/I_q-o3kkg_0/s72-c/emily%2Band%2BI%2Bsnowboarding.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-842119373541339320.post-6182913572616994887</id><published>2011-11-13T11:00:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-13T11:36:34.382-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gratitude'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Thanksgiving Tribute #13</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Shalyn Blackham&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;At the University of Bethlehem 2011&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xyQ0KqehoVU/TsAGHT4KdAI/AAAAAAAAA5M/OZtvaCEW6gU/s200/Shalyn%2Bin%2BBethlehem.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674542253151515650" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Shalyn is my Diana Barry. My "kindred spirit." My "bosom friend." &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;ha ha &lt;/span&gt;I know the Lord knew I needed her example and influence in my life. We joke that she is my clone because she is always experiencing what I did about a year before. However funny and ironic it is- it does make for some GREAT debriefing discussions. Yes, I said debriefing discussions. Shalyn and I debrief life. Its true. Speaking of which I feel long overdue for one. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:x-small;"&gt;ha ha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:x-small;"&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-size:x-small;"&gt;Anne and Diana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HeHduKWpKu0/TsAKLxIybyI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/exwH8berEWo/s200/Anne%2Band%2BDiana.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674546727771860770" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I quite frankly don't know what I would do without her. She has blessed my life in so many ways. Her example of righteousness, integrity, hard work, endurance, love, forgiveness, selflessness, and sacrifice has given me the courage to try and live those principles myself. Her warmth and goodness to people has extended far past her perceived sphere of influence.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bunkie, thank you for being my Diana.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/842119373541339320-6182913572616994887?l=adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/feeds/6182913572616994887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=842119373541339320&amp;postID=6182913572616994887' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/6182913572616994887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/6182913572616994887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/2011/11/thanksgiving-tribute-13.html' title='Thanksgiving Tribute #13'/><author><name>Carlee Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06222027441767321778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xyQ0KqehoVU/TsAGHT4KdAI/AAAAAAAAA5M/OZtvaCEW6gU/s72-c/Shalyn%2Bin%2BBethlehem.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-842119373541339320.post-8546168719692754911</id><published>2011-11-12T00:20:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-14T08:44:56.343-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gratitude'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Thanksgiving Tribute #12</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Flannel :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Yes that is his name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HPc3Pzy_9oA/Tr4a7CMgmQI/AAAAAAAAA40/89-Kd_a0o7w/s1600/flannel%2Bin%2Bhigh%2Bschool.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HPc3Pzy_9oA/Tr4a7CMgmQI/AAAAAAAAA40/89-Kd_a0o7w/s320/flannel%2Bin%2Bhigh%2Bschool.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674002182037346562" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;High School 2005 (ish)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;What are best friends for?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;-someone to talk to&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;-someone to go on adventures with&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;-someone to cry to&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;-someone whose hugs will make everything better&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;-someone to laugh with&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;-someone to call when you need advice&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;-someone to help you realize you were wrong&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;-someone to share inside jokes with&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;-someone to do nothing with&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;-someone to tell your good news to&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;-someone who will go to the grocery store with you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;...and make it fun&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;-someone who will put up with you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;...the real you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;-someone who is patient with all of your ridiculousness&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;-someone who loves you anyway&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;-someone who helps mold you into a better person&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8xYjs6sty80/Tr4a69Koy8I/AAAAAAAAA4o/r4jfRhArXek/s1600/Flannel.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8xYjs6sty80/Tr4a69Koy8I/AAAAAAAAA4o/r4jfRhArXek/s320/Flannel.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674002180687317954" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;2011&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;This man has been such a blessing. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;(I know I always say that, but I mean it!)&lt;/span&gt; He is a rock. I appreciate the way he makes me think outside the box. His conversations are meaningful and intelligent. I admire how he tries to understand the world around him. He has taught me the importance of pondering over current events, moral issues, scriptures, and doctrinal principles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;He is patient and kind and always willing to forgive. He has the gift of discernment. He knows when to be serious and knows when to have fun. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;(Although, I might prefer his fun side I definitely appreciate his serious one:D ) &lt;/span&gt;I know that he takes life and the gospel seriously and desires to do the Lord's will. He has taught me so much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt; I couldn't ask for a better friend. Thanks Nathanael.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/842119373541339320-8546168719692754911?l=adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/feeds/8546168719692754911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=842119373541339320&amp;postID=8546168719692754911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/8546168719692754911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/8546168719692754911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/2011/11/thanksgiving-tribute-12_12.html' title='Thanksgiving Tribute #12'/><author><name>Carlee Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06222027441767321778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HPc3Pzy_9oA/Tr4a7CMgmQI/AAAAAAAAA40/89-Kd_a0o7w/s72-c/flannel%2Bin%2Bhigh%2Bschool.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-842119373541339320.post-3804576113114122314</id><published>2011-11-11T23:34:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-11T23:50:48.291-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gratitude'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rexburg'/><title type='text'>Thanksgiving Tribute #11</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Brother Ladle&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 120px; height: 170px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BqyLHzLoxWg/Tr4UeAbJMKI/AAAAAAAAA4E/agZNOlP90J0/s200/Bro.%2Bladle.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673995086275883170" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There are some teachers that will never know the influence they have had on the world. Often they don't even know the influence they have had one just one person- their student.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I took a class from Brother Ladle before my mission. It was a Preparation for Eternal Marriage class (oh the irony). His teaching and testimony helped me gain a better understanding of the gospel and allowed an avenue for the Spirit to teach me the things the Lord wanted me to know. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Although his class was wonderful the thing I am most grateful for was how he seemed to reshape my confidence when I felt it had been shattered. It is hard to explain how he did it, but he did. He helped me see that I had potential when I really felt like I had none. I believe that is the definition of a truly great teacher.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thank you Brother Ladle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/842119373541339320-3804576113114122314?l=adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/feeds/3804576113114122314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=842119373541339320&amp;postID=3804576113114122314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/3804576113114122314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/3804576113114122314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/2011/11/thanksgiving-tribute-10_11.html' title='Thanksgiving Tribute #11'/><author><name>Carlee Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06222027441767321778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BqyLHzLoxWg/Tr4UeAbJMKI/AAAAAAAAA4E/agZNOlP90J0/s72-c/Bro.%2Bladle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-842119373541339320.post-7511899694655133064</id><published>2011-11-10T23:20:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T23:25:45.458-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='church'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gratitude'/><title type='text'>Thanksgiving Tribute #10</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;President Gordon B. Hinckley&lt;/div&gt;&lt;iframe width="420" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/PMCaXmRY3Gg" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Everytime I hear his voice there is a warmth that flows through my spirit. He was the prophet of my youth, my prophet. His example greatly influenced my growing up years. I love him. I am truly grateful for him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/842119373541339320-7511899694655133064?l=adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/feeds/7511899694655133064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=842119373541339320&amp;postID=7511899694655133064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/7511899694655133064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/7511899694655133064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/2011/11/thanksgiving-tribute-10.html' title='Thanksgiving Tribute #10'/><author><name>Carlee Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06222027441767321778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/PMCaXmRY3Gg/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-842119373541339320.post-5123498879354802960</id><published>2011-11-08T23:13:00.009-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-09T14:30:11.266-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gratitude'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Thanksgiving Tribute #8 and #9</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My Sisters&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 210px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-U4KvbRHWX0Y/TroaSbwISLI/AAAAAAAAA3U/F0g1S6VPLwk/s320/Girls%2Bin%2BNYC.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672875584616155314" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;NYC Trip 2011&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Danielle&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dani has one of the happiest dispositions of anyone I know. She is always making friends and talking to anyone she can. I admire how much she loves people and how much they love her back! This little girl faces life with a smile even through her challenges. She has been such a blessing to me when I've been down and she shares her sincere concern and sympathy with me. I'm grateful for her constant love and encouragement. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She is a beautiful girl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B4G-wI6RZS8/TrrvptNTjFI/AAAAAAAAA34/IAstbBwj1Tk/s200/Dani%2Band%2BI%2Bwitches%2Bday%2Bout.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673110180415638610" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Dani and I at the Witches Festival 2011&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Brittany&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;aka BB&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This little girl brings so much zest into my life. Ever since she was a small she had a sense of adventure bigger than would seem to fit inside her little body. Her bravery blows me out of the water. For years I've been jealous of her self confidence. My sister who is 13years my junior can put me to shame when it comes to talking to strangers, making friends, or doing something daring. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;One thing I'm most grateful for Brittany is her love for me. Her unconditional love and acceptance is a blessing. I looked forward to her letters on my mission, and I love getting her texts and calls now. And I'm always down for some sister time. She is a little gem.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 176px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mFJ8S9-CM_s/TrrvAzdiXSI/AAAAAAAAA3s/z2SkWdsITsA/s200/Brittany%2Band%2BI%2Bcolored.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673109477719694626" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;BB and I after the Festival of Colors 2011&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Basically, I have been so blessed. I love these girls. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/842119373541339320-5123498879354802960?l=adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/feeds/5123498879354802960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=842119373541339320&amp;postID=5123498879354802960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/5123498879354802960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/5123498879354802960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/2011/11/thanksgiving-tribute-8-and-9.html' title='Thanksgiving Tribute #8 and #9'/><author><name>Carlee Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06222027441767321778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-U4KvbRHWX0Y/TroaSbwISLI/AAAAAAAAA3U/F0g1S6VPLwk/s72-c/Girls%2Bin%2BNYC.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-842119373541339320.post-4072703715957553489</id><published>2011-11-07T08:34:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-07T08:47:37.193-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gratitude'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Thanksgiving Tribute #7</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Grandpa Boyd&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-izZ29zltS-g/Trf7zE-3nwI/AAAAAAAAA3I/F5F5hTV9Qsc/s1600/Grandpa%2Band%2BI.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-izZ29zltS-g/Trf7zE-3nwI/AAAAAAAAA3I/F5F5hTV9Qsc/s320/Grandpa%2Band%2BI.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672279110625763074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This man is my hero.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;To this day, I have never met a more honest, hardworking, purely good man. His character is one I hope to cultivate by the end of my life. He truly is a man of God: full of integrity. One of the things I admire most about my grandfather is his attitude. Through years of diabetes and its related health issues I have not heard him complain once. Not once! (And here I complain about the slightest ailment.) He is my hero for the bravery and determination he faces every day with.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;One of my favorite memories growing up is how eager my grandfather always was for me to show him my dance dresses in high school. (I secretly loved it.) He would appropriately ooh and ahh and I would always walk away feeling like a princess (which is pretty good for that high school self consciousness). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I hope I can live half as productive a life as he has. I love him dearly and admire what he has become and what he has done with his life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thank you Grandpa for being my example.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/842119373541339320-4072703715957553489?l=adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/feeds/4072703715957553489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=842119373541339320&amp;postID=4072703715957553489' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/4072703715957553489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/4072703715957553489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/2011/11/thanksgiving-tribute-7.html' title='Thanksgiving Tribute #7'/><author><name>Carlee Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06222027441767321778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-izZ29zltS-g/Trf7zE-3nwI/AAAAAAAAA3I/F5F5hTV9Qsc/s72-c/Grandpa%2Band%2BI.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-842119373541339320.post-6770492776511557841</id><published>2011-11-06T19:19:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-06T19:44:20.489-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gratitude'/><title type='text'>Thanksgiving Tribute #6</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Elder Jeffrey R. Holland&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 160px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XTN_DMU5EzU/TrdAcQgy6jI/AAAAAAAAA2w/aYu3AsOUmUk/s200/Elder%2BHolland.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672073109909465650" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You don't have to meet a person to be grateful for them. I've never met Elder Jeffrey R. Holland personally but he has had a profound effect on my life... several times.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My first &lt;i&gt;real&lt;/i&gt; experience with Elder Holland (I'm not counting watching General Conference for years and years and years) was in September of 2008. I was carrying a burden that I didn't think I could carry. I was broken. I remember sitting down to watch a CES Fireside on Sunday in late September with a fervent prayer in my heart for peace and understanding. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The speaker was Elder Holland. He spoke on "prison temples." He taught that often our most difficult times of trial can also be some our most sacred experiences. Those times that we are the most sad, the most lost, the most broken are the times that our Savior is closest. I felt the power of his words and I knew it was true. Even today, in my mind, I can still hear his declaration that "Heavenly Promises are ALWAYS kept." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Two other experiences that will always stand out to me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1. When he spoke to the missionaries and outgoing mission presidents at the MTC my last week there. The one statement I will always remember is when he said, "Welcome to the work of angels, welcome to the work of the divinity." Wow. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2. And during my mission when he added his witness of the Book of Mormon during General Conference (and endeared himself to every missionary!) and declared he knew it to be true. I love that talk and have listened to it over and over. (Find it &lt;a href="http://lds.org/general-conference/2009/10/safety-for-the-soul?lang=eng&amp;amp;query=safety+soul"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 131px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lrXPKWbNTI8/TrdAcTYFS9I/AAAAAAAAA24/po9LeA06cGA/s200/Elder%2BHolland%2Band%2BBOM.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672073110678227922" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What a good man of God and a righteous influence to so many! I really hope I get to meet him someday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/842119373541339320-6770492776511557841?l=adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/feeds/6770492776511557841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=842119373541339320&amp;postID=6770492776511557841' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/6770492776511557841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/6770492776511557841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/2011/11/thanksgiving-tribute-6.html' title='Thanksgiving Tribute #6'/><author><name>Carlee Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06222027441767321778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XTN_DMU5EzU/TrdAcQgy6jI/AAAAAAAAA2w/aYu3AsOUmUk/s72-c/Elder%2BHolland.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-842119373541339320.post-32210514249349462</id><published>2011-11-05T08:39:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-06T19:45:46.886-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gratitude'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Thanksgiving Tribute #5</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Rachel Briggs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;(at my mission homecoming. we hadn't seen each other in three years!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hWpf0VnXP2U/TrVK26a7OeI/AAAAAAAAA2k/ljnhba1fijQ/s1600/Rachel%2BBriggs.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 226px; height: 151px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hWpf0VnXP2U/TrVK26a7OeI/AAAAAAAAA2k/ljnhba1fijQ/s320/Rachel%2BBriggs.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671521612998588898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This girl makes me so happy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Rachel is the kind of person that lights up a room when she walks in. She has the light of Christ so strong that it just can't help but emanate from her. Her smile, laugh, and optimism are contagious. I have always admired her selfless focus on serving others. I have been the grateful beneficiary many times. The whole reason we are friends now is because of that selfless service extending a warm hand to a reclusive me. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;ha ha&lt;/span&gt; I was pretty standoffish from the social scene at the BYU Jerusalem Center where we met. Rachel, in all of her love and enthusiasm for life sucked me right in. I couldn't help but be her friend. No, really, I couldn't.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I will always admire the work ethic of this girl. I'm pretty sure one day she could be President of the United States if she wanted to. Although, I'm sure the Lord already has plans for her to be the General Relief Society President. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Rachel, thank you for being such a blessing in my life. And thank you for always offering the hope of the Atonement. You are a true friend... and I love your stinkin' guts! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/842119373541339320-32210514249349462?l=adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/feeds/32210514249349462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=842119373541339320&amp;postID=32210514249349462' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/32210514249349462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/32210514249349462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/2011/11/thanksgiving-tribute-5.html' title='Thanksgiving Tribute #5'/><author><name>Carlee Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06222027441767321778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hWpf0VnXP2U/TrVK26a7OeI/AAAAAAAAA2k/ljnhba1fijQ/s72-c/Rachel%2BBriggs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-842119373541339320.post-4180762720653254540</id><published>2011-11-04T16:07:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-06T19:47:33.966-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gratitude'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='70'/><title type='text'>Thanksgiving Tribute #4</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ron and Sandi Hammond&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-E5wUTqEqvJ8/TrRjka8HBjI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/__LmRviAInc/s320/Hammonds.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671267308124177970" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;(pictured here with my roommates and I)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love this couple! Since I met them in January they have changed my life simply by their Christlike examples. I first met them when I took Teachings of the Living Prophets from Elder Hammond (he was recently released as a general authority). Sister Hammond sat in on every one of his lessons. I remember the first few class periods I could hardly take them seriously because they were so sweet! How could anybody really be that wonderful?!  I quickly realized, however, that they were 100% sincere in their goodness and selflessness. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;During my first few weeks as an ordinance worker at the Rexburg Temple I was pleasantly surprised that they were on my same shift. It was definitely a blessing to know someone and they took me under their wings and made me feel welcome. They have a way of making anyone they are with feel like a million bucks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Countless times, I have been in awe of the depth of their relationship. I have never seen a happier or more Christlike marriage. They have inspired me to find the very best in people, and to treat my husband (to be) like gold. They have single handedly showed me how to live Goal #70: See the good in my husband (to be) and let him know. I will always be grateful that the Lord placed me in their path and for all the things I've learned from them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/842119373541339320-4180762720653254540?l=adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/feeds/4180762720653254540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=842119373541339320&amp;postID=4180762720653254540' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/4180762720653254540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/4180762720653254540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/2011/11/thanksgiving-tribute-4.html' title='Thanksgiving Tribute #4'/><author><name>Carlee Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06222027441767321778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-E5wUTqEqvJ8/TrRjka8HBjI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/__LmRviAInc/s72-c/Hammonds.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-842119373541339320.post-327105717869286314</id><published>2011-11-03T17:25:00.013-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-03T18:13:38.837-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gratitude'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Thanksgiving Tribute #2&amp;3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Since I'm a day late, I'm going to catch myself up with two of my favorite people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My Father and Mother&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;(I used to call them Mother and Father all growing up. What a formal child)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&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-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;My Father&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Oh my Dad. I just don't know what to do with him sometimes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;ha ha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I do know this... he has helped me out of many, many, MANY predicaments in my life. He has always seen the good in me that I couldn't see. He's helped me discover my dreams and passions and has always &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;(deep down) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;supported me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&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-size:small;"&gt;I have a deep admiration for him. I hope one day I can accomplish half of what he has. He has taught me how to give with a willing heart, how to sacrifice time and energy for the things that are important, how to be adventurous and create experiences in life, and especially how to make sure you show your family how much you really love them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&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-size:small;"&gt;I love this man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PIoSnVjJYNk/TrMmbKG-aWI/AAAAAAAAA2A/ofoKxrv6EV4/s320/Dad%2Band%2BI%2Bby%2BEverest.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670918603801520482" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&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-size:small;"&gt;My Mother&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;My mother has been my guiding light. She has dealt with me all &lt;/span&gt;these years with such grace that I can't help but admire her! I can truly call her my best friend. I've learned so much from her example:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;How to clean my room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;...change a diaper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;...iron clothes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;(...sorta)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;...manage a household&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;...cook &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;(again... sorta)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;...talk to strangers &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;(I can even call them on the phone if I have to)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;...be a friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;...love unconditionally&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;...persevere trials&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;...look up &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt; (she is always reminding me to look up and not walk looking down)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;...have faith&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;...serve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;...have empathy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;...trust others&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;among many many more things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;She is a blessing in my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--ly_URt9S4E/TrMpWbuBKTI/AAAAAAAAA2M/O5hbeZebMJw/s320/Mom%2Band%2BI%2Bat%2BBora%2BBora.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670921821164218674" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;To my wonderful parents, Thank You!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/842119373541339320-327105717869286314?l=adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/feeds/327105717869286314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=842119373541339320&amp;postID=327105717869286314' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/327105717869286314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/327105717869286314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/2011/11/thanksgiving-tribute-2.html' title='Thanksgiving Tribute #2&amp;3'/><author><name>Carlee Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06222027441767321778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PIoSnVjJYNk/TrMmbKG-aWI/AAAAAAAAA2A/ofoKxrv6EV4/s72-c/Dad%2Band%2BI%2Bby%2BEverest.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-842119373541339320.post-8305381056705656527</id><published>2011-11-02T09:11:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T21:21:38.826-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='god'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gratitude'/><title type='text'>Thanksgiving Tribute #1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have the most amazing friends! Thanks Maps for the idea!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&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-size:medium;"&gt;30 People in 30 Days: Thanksgiving Tribute&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;(Except for I'm already a day behind!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&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-size:small;"&gt;Although these aren't going to be in any particular order, I would be very ungrateful if I didn't start my month of thanksgiving with thoughts of gratitude toward my Savior, Jesus Christ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&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-size:small;"&gt;If only I could put into words the depth of feeling I have for Him. I can honestly say, I am &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;who&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; I am today because of Him. I also am &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;where&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; I am today because of Him. He has taken my hand and led me down a path of life I don't know if I would have chosen for myself, nor would I have received the abundant blessings that have come from it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&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-size:small;"&gt;He has been my friend when I felt terribly and bitterly alone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;He has been my brother to guide and instruct. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;He is my Savior, who offers me the greatest gift of returning to a loving Heavenly Father and there enjoy the blessings of eternal family life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 211px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-es7aZ_sqi7Y/TrIIpWZwlEI/AAAAAAAAA10/W4yPP6RFm3k/s320/Savior.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670604387294155842" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&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/842119373541339320-8305381056705656527?l=adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/feeds/8305381056705656527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=842119373541339320&amp;postID=8305381056705656527' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/8305381056705656527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/8305381056705656527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/2011/11/thanksgiving-tribute-1.html' title='Thanksgiving Tribute #1'/><author><name>Carlee Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06222027441767321778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-es7aZ_sqi7Y/TrIIpWZwlEI/AAAAAAAAA10/W4yPP6RFm3k/s72-c/Savior.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-842119373541339320.post-6862059917393532834</id><published>2011-10-31T12:25:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-31T12:31:08.800-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ryan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>te he he</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n_a3ds2mv9k/Tq7pXBA5dlI/AAAAAAAAA1c/NlX89GqoW8Y/s1600/Ryan%2Bglasses.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 254px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n_a3ds2mv9k/Tq7pXBA5dlI/AAAAAAAAA1c/NlX89GqoW8Y/s320/Ryan%2Bglasses.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669725562524497490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love this face!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This little man makes my life so happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love you Ryan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Learn more about Autism &lt;a href="http://www.medicalnewstoday.com/info/autism/"&gt;here.&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/842119373541339320-6862059917393532834?l=adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/feeds/6862059917393532834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=842119373541339320&amp;postID=6862059917393532834' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/6862059917393532834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/6862059917393532834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/2011/10/te-he-he.html' title='te he he'/><author><name>Carlee Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06222027441767321778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n_a3ds2mv9k/Tq7pXBA5dlI/AAAAAAAAA1c/NlX89GqoW8Y/s72-c/Ryan%2Bglasses.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-842119373541339320.post-1539304159381984637</id><published>2011-10-16T03:54:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-16T04:02:40.895-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='100 things to do'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='horses'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='32'/><title type='text'>Goal #32: Cowboy</title><content type='html'>No, this isn't about A cowboy (ie. the man that should be marrying me) this is about Cowboy...&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vhm4LZRmUuA/TpqqLQwEbeI/AAAAAAAAA0g/tNWBh4IfbHs/s1600/cowboy2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 172px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vhm4LZRmUuA/TpqqLQwEbeI/AAAAAAAAA0g/tNWBh4IfbHs/s200/cowboy2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664026591823687138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He and I are becoming fast friends. I've been assigned to work with him like I was assigned to work with &lt;a href="http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/2009/04/goal-32.html"&gt;Milo&lt;/a&gt; a few years ago. You can track our progress &lt;a href="http://carleeandcowboy.blogspot.com/"&gt;here.&lt;/a&gt; I am learning so much in this Advance Animal Behavior Class (I had to take it again before I graduated because I loved it so much the first time). It is truly an amazing experience!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/842119373541339320-1539304159381984637?l=adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/feeds/1539304159381984637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=842119373541339320&amp;postID=1539304159381984637' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/1539304159381984637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/1539304159381984637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/2011/10/goal-32-cowboy.html' title='Goal #32: Cowboy'/><author><name>Carlee Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06222027441767321778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vhm4LZRmUuA/TpqqLQwEbeI/AAAAAAAAA0g/tNWBh4IfbHs/s72-c/cowboy2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-842119373541339320.post-5388076716767619472</id><published>2011-10-07T09:33:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-07T09:35:44.917-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspirational'/><title type='text'>Success</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I saw this online today. It spoke truth to my soul! ha ha.&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;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--dqrMNRiCog/To8b8Z99X5I/AAAAAAAAA0I/_GDJwbWJo3A/s1600/success%2Bdiagram.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 234px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--dqrMNRiCog/To8b8Z99X5I/AAAAAAAAA0I/_GDJwbWJo3A/s320/success%2Bdiagram.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660773981204864914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/842119373541339320-5388076716767619472?l=adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/feeds/5388076716767619472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=842119373541339320&amp;postID=5388076716767619472' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/5388076716767619472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/5388076716767619472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/2011/10/success.html' title='Success'/><author><name>Carlee Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06222027441767321778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--dqrMNRiCog/To8b8Z99X5I/AAAAAAAAA0I/_GDJwbWJo3A/s72-c/success%2Bdiagram.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-842119373541339320.post-1018023378407016849</id><published>2011-09-29T19:09:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-29T19:12:50.394-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Food Part II</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AP5qv9cXgzQ/ToUXXcgSURI/AAAAAAAAA0A/k4buaXvIH0k/s1600/supercook.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 62px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AP5qv9cXgzQ/ToUXXcgSURI/AAAAAAAAA0A/k4buaXvIH0k/s320/supercook.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657954198416937234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Speaking of Food... &lt;a href="http://www.supercook.com/"&gt;this website&lt;/a&gt; is a college student's best friend...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; its actually ANYONE's best friend!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You should check it out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Put in the ingredients you have and it will come up with recipes for you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/842119373541339320-1018023378407016849?l=adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/feeds/1018023378407016849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=842119373541339320&amp;postID=1018023378407016849' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/1018023378407016849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/1018023378407016849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/2011/09/food-part-ii.html' title='Food Part II'/><author><name>Carlee Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06222027441767321778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AP5qv9cXgzQ/ToUXXcgSURI/AAAAAAAAA0A/k4buaXvIH0k/s72-c/supercook.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-842119373541339320.post-3956692261560525574</id><published>2011-09-28T08:17:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-28T08:24:16.389-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='church'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspirational'/><title type='text'>Comfort...</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="420" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/7ex8juBO-7Y" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This was a BYU devotional given by Elder Busch. It was shared at church a few weeks ago and I've had to listen to it several times since. What beautiful counsel!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/842119373541339320-3956692261560525574?l=adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/feeds/3956692261560525574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=842119373541339320&amp;postID=3956692261560525574' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/3956692261560525574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/3956692261560525574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/2011/09/comfort.html' title='Comfort...'/><author><name>Carlee Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06222027441767321778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/7ex8juBO-7Y/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-842119373541339320.post-1964322594974185722</id><published>2011-09-26T17:37:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T17:44:39.078-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Food</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0YHD9Iz0jzc/ToEOJIK86HI/AAAAAAAAAzg/8Zvj2Piujb8/s1600/Screen%2Bshot%2B2011-09-26%2Bat%2B5.42.32%2BPM.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 161px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0YHD9Iz0jzc/ToEOJIK86HI/AAAAAAAAAzg/8Zvj2Piujb8/s320/Screen%2Bshot%2B2011-09-26%2Bat%2B5.42.32%2BPM.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656818156929083506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have been obsessing about food lately. Mostly, I want to make sure that I'm avoiding imitation foods that don't have the same nutrients as real food does. I was recently referred to this site and the 100 day challenge. I think I'm going to do it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Check out the website &lt;a href="http://www.100daysofrealfood.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. Lots of good ideas and recipes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy Eating.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/842119373541339320-1964322594974185722?l=adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/feeds/1964322594974185722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=842119373541339320&amp;postID=1964322594974185722' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/1964322594974185722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/1964322594974185722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/2011/09/food.html' title='Food'/><author><name>Carlee Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06222027441767321778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0YHD9Iz0jzc/ToEOJIK86HI/AAAAAAAAAzg/8Zvj2Piujb8/s72-c/Screen%2Bshot%2B2011-09-26%2Bat%2B5.42.32%2BPM.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-842119373541339320.post-2143183165846512376</id><published>2011-09-22T12:46:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-22T12:53:55.985-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='100 things to do'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='62'/><title type='text'>Goal #62</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Goal #62: Go on a formal date with my husband...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well, I don't have a husband yet but until then this guy makes a pretty good date. ;) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 226px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2EzArC9TU7w/TnuD7nUREhI/AAAAAAAAAzI/MV_tzVjPt_o/s320/IMG_9778-3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655258817283297810" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Military Ball&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/842119373541339320-2143183165846512376?l=adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/feeds/2143183165846512376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=842119373541339320&amp;postID=2143183165846512376' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/2143183165846512376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/2143183165846512376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/2011/09/goal-62.html' title='Goal #62'/><author><name>Carlee Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06222027441767321778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2EzArC9TU7w/TnuD7nUREhI/AAAAAAAAAzI/MV_tzVjPt_o/s72-c/IMG_9778-3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-842119373541339320.post-8870128589494346309</id><published>2011-09-19T16:02:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-03T14:08:21.979-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='100 things to do'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='26'/><title type='text'>Goal #26</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&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-size:medium;"&gt;Goal #26: Graduate with my Bachelors Degree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ohfCRxF14go/Tne89DoML9I/AAAAAAAAAzA/tz9p5bhR3aI/s1600/BYU-I.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ohfCRxF14go/Tne89DoML9I/AAAAAAAAAzA/tz9p5bhR3aI/s200/BYU-I.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654195614318866386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;SO CLOSE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;One semester left.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&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-size: small;"&gt;The greatest lesson I've learned from this experience is that the Lord is in charge and that he has his own timetable. If it were up to me I would have graduated years ago, but the Lord knows what he is doing. I just have to trust Him. But still...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&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-size: small;"&gt;SO CLOSE!!!&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/842119373541339320-8870128589494346309?l=adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/feeds/8870128589494346309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=842119373541339320&amp;postID=8870128589494346309' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/8870128589494346309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/8870128589494346309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/2011/09/goal-26.html' title='Goal #26'/><author><name>Carlee Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06222027441767321778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ohfCRxF14go/Tne89DoML9I/AAAAAAAAAzA/tz9p5bhR3aI/s72-c/BYU-I.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-842119373541339320.post-8708624103469263307</id><published>2011-08-29T15:08:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-29T15:23:09.027-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Today...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_Fq5DhG4dbk/TlwA-gY_qbI/AAAAAAAAAyo/rAx2dkISQoc/s1600/ferrari.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_Fq5DhG4dbk/TlwA-gY_qbI/AAAAAAAAAyo/rAx2dkISQoc/s400/ferrari.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646389106662418866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why today was so great:&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;drive up the canyon&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;beautiful morning&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;sweats&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sundance&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;a chocolate croissant&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;and quality time with my dad (he has this supernatural ability of being able to fix all my problems)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks Dad!&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/842119373541339320-8708624103469263307?l=adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/feeds/8708624103469263307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=842119373541339320&amp;postID=8708624103469263307' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/8708624103469263307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/8708624103469263307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/2011/08/today.html' title='Today...'/><author><name>Carlee Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06222027441767321778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_Fq5DhG4dbk/TlwA-gY_qbI/AAAAAAAAAyo/rAx2dkISQoc/s72-c/ferrari.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-842119373541339320.post-1474804451666357741</id><published>2011-08-22T14:10:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-29T15:18:16.061-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='100 things to do'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><title type='text'>#98</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I was recently asked to write about an event that changed my life so I thought I would share it here. It was a beautiful example to me of what I want to accomplish in my life, #98: help someone in need.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I often wonder about the “ripple effect” of life. How one small, individual choice can have a further reaching impact than could ever be imaged. I have found that some of my greatest learning experiences have come because of the “ripple effect” of others choices. It was the choice of a small Korean woman that changed my life.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;It was a hot, humid day in southern Korea. However, I didn’t seem to notice. I was about to explore an ancient Buddhist temple in this quiet, pristine region of the world and I could hardly contain my excitement. The Korean culture was captivating to me and as I walked along that small dirt pathway I became completely enthralled with the native trees and plants that we passed. I hardly seemed to notice the people of our tour walking beside me. When we approached a grand set of stairs I did notice a woman, heavy and slow. She was already perspiring from the previous walk through the woods and was now preparing herself for a climb of a couple hundred stairs. As we began the ascent I quietly observed her struggle. She was forced to stop frequently to catch her breath and wipe the sweat from her eyes. I was proud of her for continuing on. After awhile I began to notice several small Korean women, each with their traditional worship clothes, quickly ascending the stairs. Unlike the many tourists surrounding them, they were making their daily climb to pay their devotions at the temple. What happened next caught my attention and my admiration. A small, petite Korean woman came up right beside my heavy friend and without hesitation slipped her small arm through the larger one and proceeded to assist her up the stairs. It was a small, but profound act of kindness. Not thinking to help I had walked idly by, while this small woman had seen a need and met it. She hadn’t thought about language barriers, religious differences, cultural intolerances, or even what this other woman would think. She had only seen a sister in need.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;The ripple effect: How often have I sat idly by when there is a need to be met? How often do we, as people, get caught up with insignificant differences instead of focusing on our greatest similarities? What an impact we could have if we simply looked past those differences and learned to love and serve one another like this small Korean woman.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;At the buddhist temple complex- 2007&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qdKk00G2HfA/TlK_iqvjNHI/AAAAAAAAAyg/RzTcnTto5fg/s1600/Asia2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qdKk00G2HfA/TlK_iqvjNHI/AAAAAAAAAyg/RzTcnTto5fg/s320/Asia2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643783885358838898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qfIjIYZ2a5c/TlK_iSVs-tI/AAAAAAAAAyY/D2rH1fS04M4/s1600/Asia.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qfIjIYZ2a5c/TlK_iSVs-tI/AAAAAAAAAyY/D2rH1fS04M4/s320/Asia.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643783878807976658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/842119373541339320-1474804451666357741?l=adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/feeds/1474804451666357741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=842119373541339320&amp;postID=1474804451666357741' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/1474804451666357741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/1474804451666357741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/2011/08/98.html' title='#98'/><author><name>Carlee Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06222027441767321778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qdKk00G2HfA/TlK_iqvjNHI/AAAAAAAAAyg/RzTcnTto5fg/s72-c/Asia2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-842119373541339320.post-1409500356610089587</id><published>2011-07-13T12:26:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-13T14:32:23.763-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>To my mom...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tLbwh1E2Xhg/Th3_KytKGFI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/1Kl14D8nAk8/s1600/mom%2Band%2Bme.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tLbwh1E2Xhg/Th3_KytKGFI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/1Kl14D8nAk8/s320/mom%2Band%2Bme.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628935670157940818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;h1 class="title fn" style="text-align: center;margin-top: 1px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 3px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 0px; font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;My Angel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;div class="poem_style"  style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px;  line-height: 22px; font-family:Georgia, 'Bookman Old Style', Times, 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;My angel is a woman who walks upon the earth, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poem_style"  style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px;  line-height: 22px; font-family:Georgia, 'Bookman Old Style', Times, 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;she shows me my potential and all that I am worth. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poem_style"  style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px;  line-height: 22px; font-family:Georgia, 'Bookman Old Style', Times, 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;When I am sick she heals me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:medium;"&gt;and makes me feel all-better, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poem_style"  style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px;  line-height: 22px; font-family:Georgia, 'Bookman Old Style', Times, 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:medium;"&gt;and makes sure that in times of need that we are all together. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poem_style"  style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px;  line-height: 22px; font-family:Georgia, 'Bookman Old Style', Times, 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:medium;"&gt;When we get into all kinds of fusses in our life, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poem_style"  style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px;  line-height: 22px; font-family:Georgia, 'Bookman Old Style', Times, 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:medium;"&gt;my angel comes out strong as a mother and a wife. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poem_style"  style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px;  line-height: 22px; font-family:Georgia, 'Bookman Old Style', Times, 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:medium;"&gt;My angel has raised me to be good and kind, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poem_style"  style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px;  line-height: 22px; font-family:Georgia, 'Bookman Old Style', Times, 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:medium;"&gt;and makes sure that I have a strong and intelligent mind, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poem_style"  style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px;  line-height: 22px; font-family:Georgia, 'Bookman Old Style', Times, 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:medium;"&gt;my angel is my guardian.  my teacher and my friend, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poem_style"  style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px;  line-height: 22px; font-family:Georgia, 'Bookman Old Style', Times, 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:medium;"&gt; but most of all my mother till the very end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="poem_style"  style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px;  line-height: 22px; font-family:Georgia, 'Bookman Old Style', Times, 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:medium;"&gt;-Breana Greathouse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666600;"&gt;Happy 50th Birthday Mom!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666600;"&gt;In case you didn't know...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666600;"&gt; you are the BEST!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/842119373541339320-1409500356610089587?l=adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/feeds/1409500356610089587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=842119373541339320&amp;postID=1409500356610089587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/1409500356610089587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/1409500356610089587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/2011/07/to-my-mom.html' title='To my mom...'/><author><name>Carlee Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06222027441767321778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tLbwh1E2Xhg/Th3_KytKGFI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/1Kl14D8nAk8/s72-c/mom%2Band%2Bme.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-842119373541339320.post-5899159578014931855</id><published>2011-05-23T22:02:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-14T22:35:06.409-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='100 things to do'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Goal #49</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 19px; font-family:Georgia, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-family:Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="line-height: 19px; font-family:Georgia, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Goal #49: Stay in touch with lifetime friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Georgia, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Georgia, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;One of the greatest blessings of serving a mission are the friendships you make: companions, other missionaries, investigators, members, less actives, neighbors, complete strangers... the list could go on. Friendships have always meant a lot to me. That is why I wanted to set this goal in the first place. Plus, I've always thought that even though you might not see or talk to someone everyday the word "friendship" implies something deeper, something much more significant than just talking on a regular basis. And even though I might not see some of these friends from my mission again I like to think of there being a "heavenly bank account of rich relationships" waiting for us in the next life. Each friend a deposit to withdraw again and again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Georgia, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Georgia, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;ANYWAY... so the point of that small sermon was to say... I had the best weekend EVER with these two:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YBBJvUj1a2U/Tdsw4cbuOqI/AAAAAAAAAxM/WgQ4K46Dwgs/s320/IMG_1490.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610131507083360930" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Sister Sunderland (Linsey) and Sister Pettigrew (Erin) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;served with me in The Great Ohio Columbus Mission.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;We had a little get together in Rupert, ID and had the time of our lives!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;"Free Livin!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yUDHhM4TCPk/Tdsx7Si3m-I/AAAAAAAAAxk/9Gxlrvil5BE/s320/DSCN5854.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610132655480216546" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Shoshone Falls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CunmfNCW2fo/Tdsx8SyRvBI/AAAAAAAAAx0/HPM7E8vyxvM/s320/DSCN5895.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610132672724712466" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Horseback riding &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;(Erin and I are trying to set Linsey up with that young man who happens to be gazing at her... ha ha)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xc83nBiGFFI/Tdsx7_o_k-I/AAAAAAAAAxs/8WwweBfn5bQ/s320/DSCN5881.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610132667585500130" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Sledding! Yes, in May!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-w0hlaTxHhC8/Tdsx83WcB6I/AAAAAAAAAx8/TuSIkh3PKrQ/s1600/DSCN5908.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-w0hlaTxHhC8/Tdsx83WcB6I/AAAAAAAAAx8/TuSIkh3PKrQ/s320/DSCN5908.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610132682540058530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Our "Deep Fat Fry Anything" Night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;It was really nice being around people who understand why you are the way you are (ie. awkward). Mostly, it was just great being around people you love! Thanks girls!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Georgia, Times, serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 19px;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;  font-family:Georgia, serif;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/842119373541339320-5899159578014931855?l=adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/feeds/5899159578014931855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=842119373541339320&amp;postID=5899159578014931855' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/5899159578014931855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/5899159578014931855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/2011/05/goal-49.html' title='Goal #49'/><author><name>Carlee Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06222027441767321778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YBBJvUj1a2U/Tdsw4cbuOqI/AAAAAAAAAxM/WgQ4K46Dwgs/s72-c/IMG_1490.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-842119373541339320.post-8103401052743446021</id><published>2011-05-15T17:27:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-05-15T17:32:52.689-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='100 things to do'/><title type='text'>Spouts!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Goal #10 Have a garden&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have sprouts! Which, I'll admit, is pretty good for my very brown thumb. Grandpa Boyd should be proud! I'm not past hope!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Welcome my windowpane cilantro!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 257px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ViZKNTyJBaE/TdBhxX-vGzI/AAAAAAAAAxE/ryD0xZbM7UA/s320/IMG_1477.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607089036954901298" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/842119373541339320-8103401052743446021?l=adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/feeds/8103401052743446021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=842119373541339320&amp;postID=8103401052743446021' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/8103401052743446021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/8103401052743446021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/2011/05/spouts.html' title='Spouts!!'/><author><name>Carlee Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06222027441767321778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ViZKNTyJBaE/TdBhxX-vGzI/AAAAAAAAAxE/ryD0xZbM7UA/s72-c/IMG_1477.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-842119373541339320.post-8131776410177022071</id><published>2011-05-13T20:04:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2011-05-13T20:37:44.244-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='100 things to do'/><title type='text'>Its a start #41</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;A few days ago my good friend Derek was looking over this blog and reading a few of my goals. But when he spotted my 41st Goal he promptly began to make fun of me. (What good friends do, right? Make fun of their friends' goals.) This is what he saw:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Goal #41: Floss my teeth once a week for a year&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, I know its a corny goal. And to set the record straight I really DO floss; I just HATE it! Hence, the goal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So this is my official declaration that the next 52 weeks are now dedicated to my good friend Derek. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But if anyone is to thank it is my dear mission companion Sister (Brittiany) Cahoon for introducing me to this lovely:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-x04M2Onu4vY/Tc3ktiR_HXI/AAAAAAAAAw8/3k4toxGogvo/s1600/flossing.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 135px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-x04M2Onu4vY/Tc3ktiR_HXI/AAAAAAAAAw8/3k4toxGogvo/s320/flossing.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606388582093626738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This wouldn't have been possible without you.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;(And yes... I really did start a ticker to keep track of my flossing. My progress can easily be tracked by simply looking over to the left panel of this blog. Pretty convenient huh.)&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/842119373541339320-8131776410177022071?l=adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/feeds/8131776410177022071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=842119373541339320&amp;postID=8131776410177022071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/8131776410177022071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/8131776410177022071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/2011/05/its-start-41.html' title='Its a start #41'/><author><name>Carlee Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06222027441767321778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-x04M2Onu4vY/Tc3ktiR_HXI/AAAAAAAAAw8/3k4toxGogvo/s72-c/flossing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-842119373541339320.post-3811391318115753535</id><published>2011-03-18T22:57:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-19T11:28:53.125-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='100 things to do'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book report'/><title type='text'>Goal #75</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Goal #75: Hike Kilimanjaro or Everest Base Camp&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;No... no I have not hiked either Kilimanjaro or Everest yet, but I definitely have been re-inspired to try! My roommate lent me one of her favorite books called &lt;i&gt;Touch the Top of the World&lt;/i&gt;. It's an autobiography of a blind man who hiked all the major peaks in the world... BLIND! Amazing! Definitely a good read! I would highly recommend it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 251px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YEIAokW63x8/TYQ7VIlAX6I/AAAAAAAAAwU/zlfYMNATNtM/s320/real%2Btop%2Bof%2Bthe%2Bworld.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585654672112246690" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've always been fascinated with mountains, with a particular interest in Everest. Its probably my dad's fault. He's always had a passion for Everest which is the reason we went and saw it a couple years ago. It is a magnificent mountain. I can't imagine climbing it. It was inspirational as our chartered helicopter flew up to 19,000 ft over base camp and all the trekkers. I wonder if I could ever really be there one day (that is IF I ever get back in shape... ha ha).&lt;/div&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;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-V67uN45NmwM/TYTl8U__QxI/AAAAAAAAAwc/74SCpuWNH3Q/s1600/helicopter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-V67uN45NmwM/TYTl8U__QxI/AAAAAAAAAwc/74SCpuWNH3Q/s320/helicopter.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585842262438265618" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our helicopter in the Himalayas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Dt5krpORZ5M/TYTl8n3-evI/AAAAAAAAAwk/QkFFJN2BqWc/s320/everest.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585842267504933618" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Everest Peak!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ma2oXbPJgy8/TYTl9Kbk76I/AAAAAAAAAws/oBMfh15i-Pc/s320/little%2Bmonks.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585842276781060002" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Little Monks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/842119373541339320-3811391318115753535?l=adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/feeds/3811391318115753535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=842119373541339320&amp;postID=3811391318115753535' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/3811391318115753535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/3811391318115753535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/2011/03/goal-75.html' title='Goal #75'/><author><name>Carlee Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06222027441767321778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YEIAokW63x8/TYQ7VIlAX6I/AAAAAAAAAwU/zlfYMNATNtM/s72-c/real%2Btop%2Bof%2Bthe%2Bworld.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-842119373541339320.post-4845714930564973656</id><published>2011-01-29T13:04:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-29T13:11:19.180-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm back!</title><content type='html'>Dear Blog,&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You are still here! What a loyal friend! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well guess what... I'm BACK! It's true.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know. I know. It's been awhile. I'll report on that soon. I just wanted you to know I haven't forgotten about you and that I am excited to become reacquainted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lots of Love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sister Painter... I mean... Carlee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/842119373541339320-4845714930564973656?l=adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/feeds/4845714930564973656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=842119373541339320&amp;postID=4845714930564973656' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/4845714930564973656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/4845714930564973656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/2011/01/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m back!'/><author><name>Carlee Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06222027441767321778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-842119373541339320.post-6658851676230627268</id><published>2009-06-09T08:03:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T08:14:55.442-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mission'/><title type='text'>The Time is Come!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;12 hours and I will be set apart as missionary!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wahoo! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Keep updated at sisterpainter.blogspot.com &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;or email my mom at &lt;a href="mailto:ladawn79@hotmail.com"&gt;ladawn79@hotmail.com&lt;/a&gt; for my address!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Therefore, let us cheerfully do all things that lie in our power;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and then may we stand still, with the utmost assurance,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;to see the Salvation of God &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;and for his arm to be revealed. D&amp;amp;C 123:17&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;See you in 18 months!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 234px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345330787858905858" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mr6mrwFH43c/Si5uB-FJ-wI/AAAAAAAAAvo/R1U7e4SPvPQ/s320/whitesnow.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/842119373541339320-6658851676230627268?l=adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/feeds/6658851676230627268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=842119373541339320&amp;postID=6658851676230627268' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/6658851676230627268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/6658851676230627268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/2009/06/time-is-come.html' title='The Time is Come!'/><author><name>Carlee Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06222027441767321778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mr6mrwFH43c/Si5uB-FJ-wI/AAAAAAAAAvo/R1U7e4SPvPQ/s72-c/whitesnow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-842119373541339320.post-4595970362643284254</id><published>2009-06-02T22:57:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T23:00:35.594-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='future'/><title type='text'>Hands off...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hands off boys!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mr6mrwFH43c/SiYC51TV56I/AAAAAAAAAvY/OVM6hYXCwcw/s1600-h/IMG_5180.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342961200505677730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mr6mrwFH43c/SiYC51TV56I/AAAAAAAAAvY/OVM6hYXCwcw/s400/IMG_5180.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div align="center"&gt;Dear cowboy,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;18 months buddy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sister Painter&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/842119373541339320-4595970362643284254?l=adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/feeds/4595970362643284254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=842119373541339320&amp;postID=4595970362643284254' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/4595970362643284254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/4595970362643284254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/2009/06/hands-off.html' title='Hands off...'/><author><name>Carlee Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06222027441767321778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mr6mrwFH43c/SiYC51TV56I/AAAAAAAAAvY/OVM6hYXCwcw/s72-c/IMG_5180.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-842119373541339320.post-6621125994351008201</id><published>2009-06-02T09:36:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T09:37:19.283-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mission'/><title type='text'>Ahhh!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;8 Days and Counting!&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/842119373541339320-6621125994351008201?l=adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/feeds/6621125994351008201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=842119373541339320&amp;postID=6621125994351008201' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/6621125994351008201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/6621125994351008201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/2009/06/ahhh.html' title='Ahhh!'/><author><name>Carlee Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06222027441767321778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-842119373541339320.post-6704362260207003120</id><published>2009-05-22T14:19:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T14:49:38.877-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Weekend Inspiration</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Last weekend I got to celebrate the eternal progress of these two incredible people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338746873091720882" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mr6mrwFH43c/ShcJ_sRcBrI/AAAAAAAAAvA/ckViJIJ3qKQ/s320/IMG_3918.jpg" /&gt;My cousin met the girl of his dreams and married her in the Logan temple. I love them both dearly and am so excited for them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Plus, I better get eternal points out of the deal because if it weren't for me who knows if he would have ever gotten his act together and asked her for her number :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I have to share! This picture was the highlight of my night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338748486539695778" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mr6mrwFH43c/ShcLdm1aVqI/AAAAAAAAAvI/zl8Oruq5fVg/s320/IMG_4267.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They are simply inspirational.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Good thing I'm going on a mission, otherwise, I'd have to work on finding me that cowboy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/842119373541339320-6704362260207003120?l=adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/feeds/6704362260207003120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=842119373541339320&amp;postID=6704362260207003120' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/6704362260207003120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/6704362260207003120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/2009/05/weekend-inspiration.html' title='Weekend Inspiration'/><author><name>Carlee Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06222027441767321778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mr6mrwFH43c/ShcJ_sRcBrI/AAAAAAAAAvA/ckViJIJ3qKQ/s72-c/IMG_3918.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-842119373541339320.post-1804715160346764333</id><published>2009-05-07T18:27:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T18:45:42.992-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>I thought it was time...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;To introduce you to my family!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333247159171634738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 331px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 139px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mr6mrwFH43c/SgOACNXJVjI/AAAAAAAAAuA/djpuUcWIoao/s320/be2564d640ab350b33986b3f21c911.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I tried to make these as accurate as possible. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dad: The work, work, work balding, "can't see a thing" most incredible man I know&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mom: The classy one who "can't see a thing" either that keeps our family together... and sane&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Me: The cowgirl favorite oldest sister (and daughter) angel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ry: The pirate/fireman costume should say it all&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;DP: The 17yr old teenager beauty drama queen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Bugs: The one who is taller than his older sisters and is going to be as big as a pro football player one day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Peaches: The twirling strawberry-blonde emotional bundle of energy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That's my family! And I love them!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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/842119373541339320-1804715160346764333?l=adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/feeds/1804715160346764333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=842119373541339320&amp;postID=1804715160346764333' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/1804715160346764333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/1804715160346764333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/2009/05/let-me-introduce-you.html' title='I thought it was time...'/><author><name>Carlee Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06222027441767321778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mr6mrwFH43c/SgOACNXJVjI/AAAAAAAAAuA/djpuUcWIoao/s72-c/be2564d640ab350b33986b3f21c911.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-842119373541339320.post-1330046353969319733</id><published>2009-05-02T09:52:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T09:55:30.900-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goals'/><title type='text'>Always...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mr6mrwFH43c/SfxsSy8WyoI/AAAAAAAAAtg/_p_IPTJ-Wo8/s1600-h/Family_Circus.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331255129068194434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 295px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 277px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mr6mrwFH43c/SfxsSy8WyoI/AAAAAAAAAtg/_p_IPTJ-Wo8/s320/Family_Circus.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ha ha! Sometimes I'm sure the Lord thinks we're not very good with our arithmetic either! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Especially myself! So I set a goal to write down ten things I'm grateful for everyday!&lt;br /&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/842119373541339320-1330046353969319733?l=adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/feeds/1330046353969319733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=842119373541339320&amp;postID=1330046353969319733' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/1330046353969319733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/1330046353969319733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/2009/05/always.html' title='Always...'/><author><name>Carlee Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06222027441767321778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mr6mrwFH43c/SfxsSy8WyoI/AAAAAAAAAtg/_p_IPTJ-Wo8/s72-c/Family_Circus.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-842119373541339320.post-2174638613687853657</id><published>2009-05-01T08:36:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2011-05-01T16:22:45.431-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='god'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspirational'/><title type='text'>Temples</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mr6mrwFH43c/SfsJclWgpuI/AAAAAAAAAtY/KkFWfkUSWqI/s1600-h/2404903.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330864970590627554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mr6mrwFH43c/SfsJclWgpuI/AAAAAAAAAtY/KkFWfkUSWqI/s320/2404903.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why we build them:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object height="295" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-x_-TQivCx8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-x_-TQivCx8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why I love them:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object height="295" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XLXYxmaHWQs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XLXYxmaHWQs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&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;Elder Bednar last conference said:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Lord declared, “I must gather together my people, . . . that the wheat may be secured in the garners to possess eternal life, and be crowned with celestial glory” (&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a class="featureslink" href="http://scriptures.lds.org/en/dc/101/65#65" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;D&amp;amp;C 101:65&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;Within the sound of my voice are many young women, young men, and children. I plead with you to be worthy, to be steadfast, and to look forward with great anticipation to the day you will receive the ordinances and blessings of the temple.&lt;br /&gt;Within the sound of my voice are individuals who should have but have not yet received the ordinances of the house of the Lord. Whatever the reason, however long the delay, I invite you to begin making the spiritual preparations so you can receive the blessings available only in the holy temple. Please cast away the things in your life that stand in the way. Please seek after the things that are of eternal consequence.&lt;br /&gt;Within the sound of my voice are individuals who have received the ordinances of the temple and for various reasons have not returned to the house of the Lord in quite some time. Please repent, prepare, and do whatever needs to be done so you can again worship in the temple and more fully remember and honor your sacred covenants.&lt;br /&gt;Within the sound of my voice are many individuals who hold current temple recommends and strive worthily to use them. I commend you for your faithfulness and devotion.&lt;br /&gt;I bear solemn witness that the fire of the covenant will burn in the heart of every faithful member of this Church who shall worship and honorably hold a name and standing in the Lord’s holy house.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&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/842119373541339320-2174638613687853657?l=adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/feeds/2174638613687853657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=842119373541339320&amp;postID=2174638613687853657' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/2174638613687853657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/2174638613687853657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/2009/05/temples.html' title='Temples'/><author><name>Carlee Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06222027441767321778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mr6mrwFH43c/SfsJclWgpuI/AAAAAAAAAtY/KkFWfkUSWqI/s72-c/2404903.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-842119373541339320.post-3080389733391081306</id><published>2009-04-26T21:59:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T22:23:40.938-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='church'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspirational'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>A Prophet's Prayer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Every so often something touches your heart in a way that you will never forget. I remember the night President Hinckley gave &lt;a href="http://www.lds.org/ldsorg/v/index.jsp?vgnextoid=2354fccf2b7db010VgnVCM1000004d82620aRCRD&amp;amp;locale=0&amp;amp;sourceId=0735a1615ac0c010VgnVCM1000004d82620a____"&gt;his address &lt;/a&gt;to the youth, his famous 6 B's. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was this moment that I will always remember feeling the special love of a prophet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mr6mrwFH43c/SfUuio5gopI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/GJrfxUDSEuE/s1600-h/president2Bhinckley-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329216906691912338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 284px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 189px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mr6mrwFH43c/SfUuio5gopI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/GJrfxUDSEuE/s320/president2Bhinckley-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;O God, our Eternal Father, as Thy servant I bow before Thee in prayer in behalf of these young people scattered over the earth who are gathered tonight in assemblies everywhere. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Please smile with favor upon them. Please listen to them as they lift their voices in prayer unto Thee. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Please lead them gently by the hand in the direction they should follow. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Please help them to walk in paths of truth and righteousness and keep them from the evils of the world. Bless them that they shall be happy at times and serious at times, that they may enjoy life and drink of its fulness. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bless them that they may walk acceptably before Thee as Thy cherished sons and daughters. Each is Thy child with capacity to do great and noble things. Keep them on the high road that leads to achievement. Save them from the mistakes that could destroy them. If they have erred, forgive their trespasses and lead them back to ways of peace and progress. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;For these blessings I humbly pray with gratitude for them and invoke Thy blessings upon them with love and affection, in the name of Him who carries the burdens of our sins, even the Lord Jesus Christ, amen.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/842119373541339320-3080389733391081306?l=adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/feeds/3080389733391081306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=842119373541339320&amp;postID=3080389733391081306' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/3080389733391081306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/3080389733391081306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/2009/04/prophets-prayer.html' title='A Prophet&apos;s Prayer'/><author><name>Carlee Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06222027441767321778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mr6mrwFH43c/SfUuio5gopI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/GJrfxUDSEuE/s72-c/president2Bhinckley-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-842119373541339320.post-2351241830955251038</id><published>2009-04-23T08:10:00.020-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-31T12:33:01.556-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='100 things to do'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='32'/><title type='text'>Goal #32</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Goal 32: Own a horse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the years I'm sure I've exasperated my poor parents into letting me own a horse. I was 6 years old when it all started. I'm 22 now. Poor parents. I have bugged them perpetually for 16 years now!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327898981723096594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 210px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 302px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mr6mrwFH43c/SfB_5TzFRhI/AAAAAAAAAro/ZoA8y7-BxE8/s320/019-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;9yrs old &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Well I still don't own a horse. Bummer I know. But I had a great experience last semester that came close to my goal.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I had to beg the teacher to allow me into his Advanced Animal Behavior class. I'm not an Animal Science major, I hadn't taken the pre-reqs, and he only accepts 10-12 students a semester. He didn't even know if I could ride. But somehow he let me in. And I will always be SO grateful!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Although its an Animal Behavior class, really it was a horsemanship class. We learn to work with horses. But it gets cooler than that! We learn equine psychology and natural horsemanship: learning to think like a horse and how to develop a relationship of trust. Oh man, after all my years of riding and training no one had ever taught me anything like that. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;My semester project: Milo. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327913082687950562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 202px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 296px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mr6mrwFH43c/SfCMuF_FjuI/AAAAAAAAAtI/oWb0hueTVNY/s320/Copy+of+DSC_0200.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Each student was assigned to a horse- a difficult horse- to work with the whole semester. I got Milo. We spent at least 10-12 hours a week &lt;em&gt;outside&lt;/em&gt; of class together. It took a lot of time, energy, creative problem solving, and hard work. Sometimes with little success. But by the end of the semester I realized Milo and I had come a LONG way. My goal was to build his confidence, and it wasn't until the end of the semester that I realize he had built mine too. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327911607305598658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mr6mrwFH43c/SfCLYNwhdsI/AAAAAAAAAso/zuBVOkAdRpU/s320/DSC_0004-3.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327911222036198066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mr6mrwFH43c/SfCLByhI8rI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/OocLBLBAFls/s320/Copy+of+DSC_0152.jpg" border="0" /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327910952908083234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mr6mrwFH43c/SfCKyH7_0CI/AAAAAAAAAsA/KEbVyMgkuX8/s320/Copy+of+DSC_0170.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327912013790273106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mr6mrwFH43c/SfCLv4CBXlI/AAAAAAAAAs4/ZpGxI5zubeU/s320/DSC_0436-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I wish I could explain in one post everything I learned this semester. Believe it or not, there are some POWERFUL doctrine and principles that I observed and learned through this experience. But I can't. It would take way to long, and my words probably wouldn't do it justice. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;One thing I did learn, was the power horses have to heal. There is something truly incredible that takes place when we realize our duty to God's creations around us. Adam was given dominion over all the living creatures. Today we have that same responsibility to care for those beings, and to allow them the same agency that we have been so blessed with. My experience with Milo taught me to be more Christlike. I tried to develop the same relationship with Milo that Christ would have had with him. And in turn, I think it was a tender mercy for Milo to help me in my own healing process.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hopefully my next post about Goal #32 is that I will finally own one of my own! I guess we'll just have to wait and see. Maybe I should just marry a cowboy. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/842119373541339320-2351241830955251038?l=adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/feeds/2351241830955251038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=842119373541339320&amp;postID=2351241830955251038' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/2351241830955251038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/2351241830955251038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/2009/04/goal-32.html' title='Goal #32'/><author><name>Carlee Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06222027441767321778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mr6mrwFH43c/SfB_5TzFRhI/AAAAAAAAAro/ZoA8y7-BxE8/s72-c/019-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-842119373541339320.post-7611867877013021952</id><published>2009-04-13T11:30:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T23:09:30.060-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mission'/><title type='text'>Called to serve...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Cincinnati Ohio Mission!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Reporting to the MTC June 10, 2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/842119373541339320-7611867877013021952?l=adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/feeds/7611867877013021952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=842119373541339320&amp;postID=7611867877013021952' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/7611867877013021952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/7611867877013021952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/2009/04/called-to-serve.html' title='Called to serve...'/><author><name>Carlee Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06222027441767321778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-842119373541339320.post-7688004863690884884</id><published>2009-04-08T15:55:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T15:57:52.824-06:00</updated><title type='text'>High Anxiety</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ITS HERE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well its not here- here. It's in PROVO and I'm in REXBURG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY CALL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I just wanted to share that I have a major research paper that has to be turned in soon and all I can think about it getting my call, and how on earth I'm going to wait that long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pray for me... no... just for my paper. It's the one suffering from all this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/842119373541339320-7688004863690884884?l=adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/feeds/7688004863690884884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=842119373541339320&amp;postID=7688004863690884884' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/7688004863690884884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/7688004863690884884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/2009/04/high-anxiety.html' title='High Anxiety'/><author><name>Carlee Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06222027441767321778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-842119373541339320.post-5766433112744827953</id><published>2009-04-07T11:48:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T11:50:52.795-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspirational'/><title type='text'>Create</title><content type='html'>I watched this movie everyday last week. It seriously inspires me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="295" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RhLlnq5yY7k&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RhLlnq5yY7k&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/842119373541339320-5766433112744827953?l=adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/feeds/5766433112744827953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=842119373541339320&amp;postID=5766433112744827953' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/5766433112744827953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/5766433112744827953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/2009/04/create.html' title='Create'/><author><name>Carlee Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06222027441767321778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-842119373541339320.post-7035005610910209239</id><published>2009-03-31T18:07:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T18:11:55.161-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mission'/><title type='text'>A thought...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Missionary thought for the day! I love this one!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Investigators are not only hearing our testimony of Christ, but they are hearing echoes of their earlier testimonies, including their own testimony of Him, for they were on the side of the faithful who kept there first estate and earned the privilege of a second estate. We must always remember that these investigators, every man, woman and child were among the valiant who once overcame Satan by the power of their testimony of Christ! So when they hear others bear that witness of Christ's saving mission, it has a familiar feeling; it brings an echo of truth they themselves already know. " &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-Elder Holland&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Challenge: Go bear YOUR testimony! To anyone! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Opportunities are plentiful if we just watch for them!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No call yet. So cross your fingers for tomorrow. However, we've heard they don't send out calls the week before conference. Bummer huh. Patience, Carlee!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/842119373541339320-7035005610910209239?l=adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/feeds/7035005610910209239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=842119373541339320&amp;postID=7035005610910209239' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/7035005610910209239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/7035005610910209239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/2009/03/thought.html' title='A thought...'/><author><name>Carlee Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06222027441767321778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-842119373541339320.post-6125421222607860015</id><published>2009-03-25T18:38:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T18:54:52.349-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mission'/><title type='text'>Did you know...</title><content type='html'>How are calls extended to missionaries?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well if you didn't know, I will tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All missionaries are assigned to specific missions by members of the Quorum of the Twelve Apostles, who have been authorized by the President of the Church. Each week, depending on the number of calls to be assigned, two to four members of the Quorum of the Twelve go to separate rooms at Church headquarters. After asking a prayer for divine guidance, they will sit down at a computer screen and one at a time, view prospective missionaries' pictures and information. Each missionary is then personally assigned to a specific mission and given a date on which to enter the MTC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The way Elder Eyring described it: "We go into a room, and it will be a two or three hour session and sometimes longer. Because of technology, it is possible for us to have your picture and the information about you displayed. And then quickly, on that same screen, all the missions of the Church with all of their needs are displayed. Within minutes, and sometimes less than a minute, the impression comes so powerfully that it would be, if it were a single instance, something that you would never forget. Can you imagine sitting there for hours at a time, having that happen time after time without interruption? I testify to you that it is real...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;...In a world so large, the Creator... somehow not only knows you but loves you enough to ensure that your call is where He needs you to go to teach the children of our Heavenly Father."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Um... wow. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317292947646734594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mr6mrwFH43c/ScrRw38sYQI/AAAAAAAAArg/IEnxOkzcl3M/s320/apostles.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/842119373541339320-6125421222607860015?l=adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/feeds/6125421222607860015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=842119373541339320&amp;postID=6125421222607860015' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/6125421222607860015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/6125421222607860015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/2009/03/did-you-know.html' title='Did you know...'/><author><name>Carlee Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06222027441767321778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mr6mrwFH43c/ScrRw38sYQI/AAAAAAAAArg/IEnxOkzcl3M/s72-c/apostles.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-842119373541339320.post-1142041528307106496</id><published>2009-03-22T14:44:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T15:32:52.200-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mission'/><title type='text'>BIG ANNOUNCEMENT!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mr6mrwFH43c/Scak6eAtYyI/AAAAAAAAArY/rskx_Y0xkpo/s1600-h/tag.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316117734552855330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 198px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mr6mrwFH43c/Scak6eAtYyI/AAAAAAAAArY/rskx_Y0xkpo/s320/tag.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My papers have officially been submitted! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I will get my call in the next couple weeks! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Can you believe it?!?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To guess where I'm going click &lt;a href="http://www.mission.net/cgi-bin/mission_index.cgi?action=show_current"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt; to see a list of all the current missions, then leave a comment! There will be something fabulous for whoever can guess the closest!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can't even believe it! I am so excited!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/842119373541339320-1142041528307106496?l=adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/feeds/1142041528307106496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=842119373541339320&amp;postID=1142041528307106496' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/1142041528307106496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/1142041528307106496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/2009/03/big-announcement.html' title='BIG ANNOUNCEMENT!'/><author><name>Carlee Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06222027441767321778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mr6mrwFH43c/Scak6eAtYyI/AAAAAAAAArY/rskx_Y0xkpo/s72-c/tag.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-842119373541339320.post-4703315970536941007</id><published>2009-03-01T22:17:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T22:24:28.533-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='god'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspirational'/><title type='text'>Response to 2/25</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was reading this today and thought I would share:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The Lord gives us a "new heart' (Ezek. 18:31). Our heart has to be broken, in a way, so that it can be re-made. By that I mean more spiritual sensitivity, more empathy, and more capacity to be responsive to people. The natural man's heart is pretty self-centered and hard. If we can put off the natural man (see Mosiah 3:19), we can be given a new heart, and it will be enlarged without hypocrisy (see D&amp;amp;C 121:42). Adversity can squeeze out of us the hypocrisy that's there. [So, for me,] its been a great spritual adventure, one I would not want to have missed."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Elder Neal A. Maxwell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't he cool! Man... I love that quote! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/842119373541339320-4703315970536941007?l=adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/feeds/4703315970536941007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=842119373541339320&amp;postID=4703315970536941007' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/4703315970536941007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/4703315970536941007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/2009/03/response-to-225.html' title='Response to 2/25'/><author><name>Carlee Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06222027441767321778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-842119373541339320.post-6891157408189472809</id><published>2009-02-24T16:11:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T16:14:20.571-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rexburg'/><title type='text'>Today has been a...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mr6mrwFH43c/SaR-_vY58cI/AAAAAAAAArQ/bOqi5VKD-F0/s1600-h/PoohBlustryDay.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306505894467072450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 298px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mr6mrwFH43c/SaR-_vY58cI/AAAAAAAAArQ/bOqi5VKD-F0/s320/PoohBlustryDay.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/842119373541339320-6891157408189472809?l=adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/feeds/6891157408189472809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=842119373541339320&amp;postID=6891157408189472809' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/6891157408189472809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/6891157408189472809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/2009/02/today-has-been.html' title='Today has been a...'/><author><name>Carlee Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06222027441767321778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mr6mrwFH43c/SaR-_vY58cI/AAAAAAAAArQ/bOqi5VKD-F0/s72-c/PoohBlustryDay.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-842119373541339320.post-7526836364551589286</id><published>2009-02-19T20:00:00.009-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T20:23:25.749-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college life'/><title type='text'>College Life Part II</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mr6mrwFH43c/SZ4d01EYrfI/AAAAAAAAAq4/SGth_Jqd7FU/s1600-h/DSC_0285.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304710204524899826" style="WIDTH: 134px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mr6mrwFH43c/SZ4d01EYrfI/AAAAAAAAAq4/SGth_Jqd7FU/s200/DSC_0285.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mr6mrwFH43c/SZ4dhZIjvWI/AAAAAAAAAqw/O4IoeGpDcfE/s1600-h/DSC_0280.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304709870608694626" style="WIDTH: 134px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mr6mrwFH43c/SZ4dhZIjvWI/AAAAAAAAAqw/O4IoeGpDcfE/s200/DSC_0280.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mr6mrwFH43c/SZ4gYR1xkEI/AAAAAAAAArA/RZF7vjRT7yI/s1600-h/DSC_0290.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304713012566921282" style="WIDTH: 144px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mr6mrwFH43c/SZ4gYR1xkEI/AAAAAAAAArA/RZF7vjRT7yI/s200/DSC_0290.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mr6mrwFH43c/SZ4dL3ImfgI/AAAAAAAAAqo/zItOVE824n4/s1600-h/DSC_0237.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304709500704816642" style="WIDTH: 144px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mr6mrwFH43c/SZ4dL3ImfgI/AAAAAAAAAqo/zItOVE824n4/s200/DSC_0237.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mr6mrwFH43c/SZ4gn5A-RaI/AAAAAAAAArI/dszCOBpFyvc/s1600-h/DSC_0292.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304713280780912034" style="WIDTH: 134px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mr6mrwFH43c/SZ4gn5A-RaI/AAAAAAAAArI/dszCOBpFyvc/s200/DSC_0292.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty sure these speak for themselves...  :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/842119373541339320-7526836364551589286?l=adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/feeds/7526836364551589286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=842119373541339320&amp;postID=7526836364551589286' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/7526836364551589286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/7526836364551589286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/2009/02/college-life-part-ii.html' title='College Life Part II'/><author><name>Carlee Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06222027441767321778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mr6mrwFH43c/SZ4d01EYrfI/AAAAAAAAAq4/SGth_Jqd7FU/s72-c/DSC_0285.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-842119373541339320.post-3246141345033342845</id><published>2009-02-17T12:57:00.010-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T13:15:52.148-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college life'/><title type='text'>College Life...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Before:&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303858428608131954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 294px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 205px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mr6mrwFH43c/SZsXI8gmM3I/AAAAAAAAAqA/lk4KMGIxrEk/s320/DSC_0219.jpg" border="0" /&gt;After:&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303859992315683266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 296px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 198px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mr6mrwFH43c/SZsYj9xh4cI/AAAAAAAAAqg/YRzDOokIzts/s320/DSC_0232.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Fastest way to get there:&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303858741105968322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 208px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 310px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mr6mrwFH43c/SZsXbIp4xMI/AAAAAAAAAqI/VW23M-ni4kc/s320/DSC_0221.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303859057958228194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mr6mrwFH43c/SZsXtlBWkOI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/JWCpjiKGE8w/s320/DSC_0224.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303859489352251058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 290px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 199px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mr6mrwFH43c/SZsYGsFs9rI/AAAAAAAAAqY/NKybwHe8IKs/s320/DSC_0225.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Don't try this at home folks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/842119373541339320-3246141345033342845?l=adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/feeds/3246141345033342845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=842119373541339320&amp;postID=3246141345033342845' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/3246141345033342845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/3246141345033342845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/2009/02/college-life.html' title='College Life...'/><author><name>Carlee Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06222027441767321778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mr6mrwFH43c/SZsXI8gmM3I/AAAAAAAAAqA/lk4KMGIxrEk/s72-c/DSC_0219.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-842119373541339320.post-7339705873307469600</id><published>2009-02-10T13:47:00.010-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T20:49:06.029-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='100 things to do'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><title type='text'>Goal #21</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Goal #21: Make a difference to a child&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301277394537230642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 277px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 175px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mr6mrwFH43c/SZHrs_UzMTI/AAAAAAAAAp4/gPVAt4Z-mLg/s320/DSCN1843.jpg" border="0" /&gt; This actually happened while I lived in Israel last year, but it just recently occurred to me as I was reading over my &lt;a href="http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/2008/09/100-things-to-do-in-life.html"&gt;100 Things To Do &lt;/a&gt;list.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;After we finished a grueling set of mid-terms a few of us went out to explore the Muslim quarter of the Old City for the rest of the day. On our way home we happened to pass by these little boys playing with sticks when I saw one of them was crying. He was so sad! I asked him what was wrong and he just looked at me with these big crocodile tears. The older boy recognized what I had said and translated for his little friend/brother. Once the little boy had understood what I had asked he held up his pink swollen finger that had obviously been smashed. Thanks to working at Badger Creek the summer before I always carried a small first aid kit with me wherever we went (which- believe me- came in handy more than once). So I pulled out a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;bandaid&lt;/span&gt; and put it on his finger. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Did it really make a difference to him? I don't know. But it did teach me something. I realized how easy it is to reach past culture and language barriers to help someone, even if it is as small and simple as a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;bandaid&lt;/span&gt;. But come to think of it that might just be the answer to the world's problems. :) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301275189130165058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 205px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mr6mrwFH43c/SZHpsnix-0I/AAAAAAAAApw/Alkbt98d0F8/s320/DSCN1846.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;You never know what can happen when you influence the life of a child. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/842119373541339320-7339705873307469600?l=adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/feeds/7339705873307469600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=842119373541339320&amp;postID=7339705873307469600' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/7339705873307469600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/7339705873307469600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/2009/02/goal-21.html' title='Goal #21'/><author><name>Carlee Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06222027441767321778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mr6mrwFH43c/SZHrs_UzMTI/AAAAAAAAAp4/gPVAt4Z-mLg/s72-c/DSCN1843.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-842119373541339320.post-567702787948012788</id><published>2009-02-03T18:58:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T19:03:57.344-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Best part about Tuesdays...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;Going on five years...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;TAMALE TUESDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mr6mrwFH43c/SYj28axnkCI/AAAAAAAAApo/n4e-V-bsLvY/s1600-h/New%2520Bajio%2520Logo_full.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298756479441408034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 168px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mr6mrwFH43c/SYj28axnkCI/AAAAAAAAApo/n4e-V-bsLvY/s320/New%2520Bajio%2520Logo_full.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/842119373541339320-567702787948012788?l=adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/feeds/567702787948012788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=842119373541339320&amp;postID=567702787948012788' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/567702787948012788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/567702787948012788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/2009/02/best-part-about-tuesdays.html' title='Best part about Tuesdays...'/><author><name>Carlee Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06222027441767321778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mr6mrwFH43c/SYj28axnkCI/AAAAAAAAApo/n4e-V-bsLvY/s72-c/New%2520Bajio%2520Logo_full.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-842119373541339320.post-7186784341292378514</id><published>2009-02-02T16:33:00.007-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T16:15:07.709-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rexburg'/><title type='text'>What?!?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mr6mrwFH43c/SYeGxpIbfuI/AAAAAAAAApY/tGCsX5Gpe60/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298351674037599970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 130px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 127px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mr6mrwFH43c/SYeGxpIbfuI/AAAAAAAAApY/tGCsX5Gpe60/s320/images.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Alright Groundhog, do you realize I live in REXBURG, IDAHO! 6 more weeks of winter is 6 weeks to long! Seriously! How am I supposed to excel in school under these conditions? Do you understand my nose hairs continue to freeze as I slip and slide on the ice running to classes at 7:45 in the morning! Not to complain or anything, but that can't be healthy! I'm not trying to expose your bad judgements. I'm just politely insisting that you recall your prediction and try again. I would be ever so grateful! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/842119373541339320-7186784341292378514?l=adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/feeds/7186784341292378514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=842119373541339320&amp;postID=7186784341292378514' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/7186784341292378514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/7186784341292378514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/2009/02/what.html' title='What?!?!'/><author><name>Carlee Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06222027441767321778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mr6mrwFH43c/SYeGxpIbfuI/AAAAAAAAApY/tGCsX5Gpe60/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-842119373541339320.post-3167605786227488591</id><published>2009-01-30T22:07:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T23:21:00.431-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='study'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='god'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='angels'/><title type='text'>Current Study: Angels</title><content type='html'>I can't stop thinking about them: the angels in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Elder Holland's description of Adam and Eve's experience of stepping into mortality:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"They knew this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;telestial&lt;/span&gt; world would contain thorns and thistles and troubles of every kind... [And] God knew the challenges they would face, He certainly knew how lonely and troubled they would sometimes feel. So He watched over His mortal family constantly, heard their prayers always, and sent prophets to teach, counsel, and guide them. &lt;em&gt;But in times of special need, He sent angels, divine messengers, to bless His children, reassure them that heaven was always very close and that His help was always very near."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't seem to get that out of my mind. Elder Holland continues, "Seen or unseen &lt;em&gt;they are always near.&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They &lt;em&gt;are&lt;/em&gt; always near. My heart is full of gratitude for the many tender mercies I've received when I haven't been left "lonely and troubled." I have been sustained by angels, seen and unseen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Indeed heaven never seems closer than when we see the love of God manifested in the kindness and devotion of people so good and so pure that &lt;em&gt;angelic&lt;/em&gt; is the only word that comes to mind."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It blows my mind the many MANY times a friendly hug, a sincere greeting, a look of concern, a check-up call, a small note, words of encouragement, a quick email, a simple act of kindness, a long talk, an expression of love and hope, or just a simple post on this blog has been a tool of the Lord, and the giver-an angel. I don't have words to express the deep gratitude for the divine help I've received from both sides of the veil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I add my own witness to Elder Holland's, "I testify of angels, both the heavenly and mortal kind. In doing so I am testifying that God never leaves us alone, never leaves us unaided in the challenges that we face." I know now I can face challenges to come, both global and personal, both great and small. And even I can act as an emissary for another in need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"I will go before your face. I will be on your right hand and on your left... my Spirit shall be [with you], and mine angels round about you, to bear you up." D&amp;amp;C 84:88&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/842119373541339320-3167605786227488591?l=adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/feeds/3167605786227488591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=842119373541339320&amp;postID=3167605786227488591' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/3167605786227488591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/3167605786227488591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/2009/01/current-study-angels.html' title='Current Study: Angels'/><author><name>Carlee Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06222027441767321778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-842119373541339320.post-6721770801383789776</id><published>2009-01-25T12:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T12:52:27.344-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Hearts</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Do broken hearts heal?&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/842119373541339320-6721770801383789776?l=adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/feeds/6721770801383789776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=842119373541339320&amp;postID=6721770801383789776' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/6721770801383789776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/6721770801383789776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/2009/01/hearts.html' title='Hearts'/><author><name>Carlee Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06222027441767321778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-842119373541339320.post-4956103923589401003</id><published>2009-01-23T08:19:00.007-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T08:25:46.112-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='god'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspirational'/><title type='text'>You can do it!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I salute you as kingdom builders and as a generation of destiny. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A whole nation can be leavened by a righteous rising generation... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;You bright spirits &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;could not have chosen a better time to be born, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;with more neighbors waiting &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;and needing to be shown the gospel. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I know you have been properly placed &lt;strong&gt;because God did it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-Elder Neal A. Maxwell&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;BYU Devo "All Hell is Moved"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/842119373541339320-4956103923589401003?l=adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/feeds/4956103923589401003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=842119373541339320&amp;postID=4956103923589401003' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/4956103923589401003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/4956103923589401003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/2009/01/you-can-do-it.html' title='You can do it!'/><author><name>Carlee Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06222027441767321778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-842119373541339320.post-6483664649715360792</id><published>2009-01-20T17:54:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T17:59:29.475-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><title type='text'>Dear Mr. President</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; Dear Mr. President,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Congratulations on making history today.&lt;br /&gt;Please treat my country well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293545180014740082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 210px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 305px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mr6mrwFH43c/SXZzS3lCgnI/AAAAAAAAApI/hjE5uJdRyog/s320/090120barackobama_president1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/842119373541339320-6483664649715360792?l=adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/feeds/6483664649715360792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=842119373541339320&amp;postID=6483664649715360792' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/6483664649715360792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/6483664649715360792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/2009/01/dear-mr-president.html' title='Dear Mr. President'/><author><name>Carlee Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06222027441767321778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mr6mrwFH43c/SXZzS3lCgnI/AAAAAAAAApI/hjE5uJdRyog/s72-c/090120barackobama_president1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-842119373541339320.post-7327640082011922821</id><published>2009-01-19T00:32:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T00:34:30.512-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college life'/><title type='text'>A little concerned...</title><content type='html'>A note we had to write our apartment complex managers a few weeks ago...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To whom it may (hopefully) concern:&lt;br /&gt;Despite our three previous urgent requests our stagnant water filled, disease infested dishwasher is now leaking toxic waste. As much as we appreciate its efforts in helping us wash our floor, the toxicity of the rank liquid is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;contaminating&lt;/span&gt; the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;IAQ&lt;/span&gt; (Indoor Air Quality) of our once beloved apartment.&lt;br /&gt;To our great relief no serious side affects have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;developed&lt;/span&gt; (to our knowledge). However, we are afraid that any day now one of us will wake up with a case of severe vomiting, discoloration of the skin (green is not good for the complexion), and possible loss of limbs, which would greatly affect our finals.&lt;br /&gt;We appreciate any prompt action concerning this smelly issue. Thank you!&lt;br /&gt;Apartment #8&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/842119373541339320-7327640082011922821?l=adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/feeds/7327640082011922821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=842119373541339320&amp;postID=7327640082011922821' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/7327640082011922821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/7327640082011922821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/2009/01/little-concerned.html' title='A little concerned...'/><author><name>Carlee Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06222027441767321778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-842119373541339320.post-2582890819211038616</id><published>2008-12-25T14:04:00.007-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T09:15:25.402-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Let it snow!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283839800141489362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mr6mrwFH43c/SVP4TaGBJNI/AAAAAAAAAow/Kl87jj-9jGw/s320/IMG_2324-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283839929403136914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mr6mrwFH43c/SVP4a7oZW5I/AAAAAAAAAo4/5OPF_6Ojttc/s320/IMG_2328-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283839673076108466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mr6mrwFH43c/SVP4MAvRTLI/AAAAAAAAAoo/0obC_O7Uriw/s320/IMG_2340-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ryan and I made the BEST snowman EVER!&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/842119373541339320-2582890819211038616?l=adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/feeds/2582890819211038616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=842119373541339320&amp;postID=2582890819211038616' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/2582890819211038616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/2582890819211038616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/2008/12/let-it-snow.html' title='Let it snow!'/><author><name>Carlee Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06222027441767321778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mr6mrwFH43c/SVP4TaGBJNI/AAAAAAAAAow/Kl87jj-9jGw/s72-c/IMG_2324-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-842119373541339320.post-6660699578056502873</id><published>2008-12-18T10:39:00.007-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T14:04:16.543-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Christmas Challenge!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;# of pages in the 4 Gospels: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;178&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Days left until Christmas: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Experience of Reading the 4 Gospels in the New Testament to truly remember the reason for the season: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Priceless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;If you want to do it with me- it is 26 pages (rounded up) a day from Matthew to John!&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/842119373541339320-6660699578056502873?l=adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/feeds/6660699578056502873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=842119373541339320&amp;postID=6660699578056502873' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/6660699578056502873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/6660699578056502873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-challenge.html' title='Christmas Challenge!'/><author><name>Carlee Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06222027441767321778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-842119373541339320.post-4453431588863884930</id><published>2008-12-16T00:13:00.009-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T13:36:45.666-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='god'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspirational'/><title type='text'>Mysterious</title><content type='html'>The Lord works in mysterious ways. He really does. But I guess its not so much the mystery of his works, but &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;that He works&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been emailing a friend and was relating a few difficult experiences that have happened recently and I made this observation:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Something I've been contemplating is how sometimes we hit that point where we think we just can't handle life anymore. Yet, the Lord always seems to test our limits further. But when he does, and we realize we can't handle it anymore, we learn that we can find strength in the Lord when we literally have none left. And by doing so prove to God and to ourselves what we are actually capable of.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm realizing how true that is. The Lord has a heavy hand in our lives. He is there and he is actively participating in my life! But however true that is I've noticed that sometimes when life is hard it just gets harder. No matter how hard I pray (and work) it just doesn't go away, neither does it get easier for awhile. But I've discovered the Lord does it on purpose. I'm supposed to be learning and becoming something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And those times that I just can't handle it, when I literally don't have the strength, he does. I find it in him. So when I do push forward and I keep enduring to the end is when I prove to Him and to me that I can do this and I do it with Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As my roommate would say, "What a blessing!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/842119373541339320-4453431588863884930?l=adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/feeds/4453431588863884930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=842119373541339320&amp;postID=4453431588863884930' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/4453431588863884930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/4453431588863884930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/2008/12/just-pondering.html' title='Mysterious'/><author><name>Carlee Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06222027441767321778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-842119373541339320.post-6461932375524629740</id><published>2008-12-09T14:46:00.007-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T15:06:59.562-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Meet the roommates...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I've always been grateful for good roommates. Thankfully I haven't had hardly any bad ones. However, this semester has been exceptional. So I want to introduce you to Apt. #8 (except for the men of course)!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mr6mrwFH43c/ST7ppLHJrsI/AAAAAAAAAoc/2tMoCLUNO9o/s1600-h/Untitled-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277912706891493058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 281px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mr6mrwFH43c/ST7ppLHJrsI/AAAAAAAAAoc/2tMoCLUNO9o/s320/Untitled-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mr6mrwFH43c/ST7odGuaj8I/AAAAAAAAAoU/ucIcsU6bnGE/s1600-h/mountain-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277911400043941826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 355px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mr6mrwFH43c/ST7odGuaj8I/AAAAAAAAAoU/ucIcsU6bnGE/s320/mountain-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mr6mrwFH43c/ST7oRYsQMoI/AAAAAAAAAoM/ltj7Ayzzb3U/s1600-h/egypt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277911198708281986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 289px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mr6mrwFH43c/ST7oRYsQMoI/AAAAAAAAAoM/ltj7Ayzzb3U/s320/egypt.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see we have done an incredible amount of traveling together. And we all know what great bonding moments you experience on various travels. I know its pretty amazing that those fat bodies can make it up such high mountains. We all seem to have some weight issues.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;So thank you girls! For being "such a blessing!"&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I would just like to note that I am the tallest person there!&lt;br /&gt;(That never happens!) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/842119373541339320-6461932375524629740?l=adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/feeds/6461932375524629740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=842119373541339320&amp;postID=6461932375524629740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/6461932375524629740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/6461932375524629740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/2008/12/meet-roommates.html' title='Meet the roommates...'/><author><name>Carlee Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06222027441767321778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mr6mrwFH43c/ST7ppLHJrsI/AAAAAAAAAoc/2tMoCLUNO9o/s72-c/Untitled-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-842119373541339320.post-673910512308484609</id><published>2008-12-01T14:04:00.008-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T14:34:18.984-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>A tasty treat...</title><content type='html'>I shouldn't... but I do... and I like it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just combine a few of these: &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mr6mrwFH43c/STRV6NiiNOI/AAAAAAAAAoE/GVs2ycZ5H7w/s1600-h/341875566_ebf6a7201d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274935522112976098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 194px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mr6mrwFH43c/STRV6NiiNOI/AAAAAAAAAoE/GVs2ycZ5H7w/s320/341875566_ebf6a7201d.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*mint preferred&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;With a mug full of this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mr6mrwFH43c/STRULEWCd4I/AAAAAAAAAn8/EoHPFK0HjYc/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274933612679165826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 192px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 230px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mr6mrwFH43c/STRULEWCd4I/AAAAAAAAAn8/EoHPFK0HjYc/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;*hazelnut is best &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Hmmmmmmm&lt;/span&gt;. And enjoy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It just makes me happy.&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/842119373541339320-673910512308484609?l=adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/feeds/673910512308484609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=842119373541339320&amp;postID=673910512308484609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/673910512308484609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/673910512308484609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/2008/12/tasty-treat.html' title='A tasty treat...'/><author><name>Carlee Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06222027441767321778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mr6mrwFH43c/STRV6NiiNOI/AAAAAAAAAoE/GVs2ycZ5H7w/s72-c/341875566_ebf6a7201d.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-842119373541339320.post-5774274654010091062</id><published>2008-11-28T17:58:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T23:14:52.079-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='study'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gratitude'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Study: Gratitude</title><content type='html'>I'm a copy-cat! Thanks for the idea &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Shalyn&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;100 Things I'm Grateful for...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;My incredible mom!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Uplifting music&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My beautiful mountains!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;An all to sensible father who keeps me in line&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Christmas lights! (Yes ours are already up)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A good education&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Fall leaves&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Disney movies&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Trials that continue to remind me of all my blessings&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Laughter&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Phone calls from my grandparents&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hugs&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;True friends... you know who you are! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Family History!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Jamba&lt;/span&gt; Juice&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My blog!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Snowball fights&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Good memories&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Temples!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Scrapbooks&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My journal&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Thank you Cards&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;New friends&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Good &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;crys&lt;/span&gt;... yes I am grateful for them&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Rain&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Snowboarding&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Spirit helping me along the way&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Horseback riding&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A certain country song I like to sing REALLY loud&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Books&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Conference Issue Ensign&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Brandon playing football with me all day!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My quilts tied by grandma&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My house&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;String cheese&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Views that take your breath away&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My little shadow... Brittany&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chocolate Cake&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Missionaries: Sis. Briggs, Sis. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Smoot&lt;/span&gt;, Sis. Jones :D&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My bishop&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Smiles from strangers&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pictures!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A good recipe&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Journey... yes the Band&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My super duper laptop&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Spending time with my family&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;New markers&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Catching up with friends I love&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Familysearch&lt;/span&gt;.com Indexing! You should all do it!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Impromptu get-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;togethers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Peace&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Quotes. I'm a sucker for a good one&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My jeep!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hazelnut hot chocolate...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;hmmm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kind words&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Those good people who fix my computer!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Inspirational moments&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The scriptures&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Those inspirational moments WITH the scriptures!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My cell phone. At least I think I'm grateful for it&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Men who will change my oil so I don't have to&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hymns:&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If You Could Hie to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Kolob&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;O My Father&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I Stand All Amazed &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lord I Would Follow Thee&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Praise to the Man&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Scarfs... especially in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Rexburg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;BYU&lt;/span&gt; Idaho&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Piano Music&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Opportunities&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Service&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Good Health&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Highlighters&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;People who REALLY care, and don't judge&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Times to sacrifice&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;BYUI&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Activities&lt;/span&gt; Program&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ivie Family Christmas Party&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Card games&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My tennis shoes&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hope...I'm VERY grateful for that&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Those times you feel your heart ache and the only thing you can do is give it to the Lord&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My camera!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jokes&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hitting my target heart for an extended amount of time! Yeah for exercise!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Quiet Study Section of the library&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Flowers&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sunshine&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Modern Medicine&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Warm homemade bread&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Holidays from school&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;competitive&lt;/span&gt; game. Me competitive?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Temple Square&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tender Mercies&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;People who are FILLED with optimism&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sincere Compliments&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Elastics&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Atonement&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Gospel&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My Savior&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/842119373541339320-5774274654010091062?l=adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/feeds/5774274654010091062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=842119373541339320&amp;postID=5774274654010091062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/5774274654010091062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/5774274654010091062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/2008/11/study-gratitude.html' title='Study: Gratitude'/><author><name>Carlee Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06222027441767321778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-842119373541339320.post-6427563877918758937</id><published>2008-11-23T21:13:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T21:20:35.206-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>A night out...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Daddy-Daughter Date: The Holy War Duel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm pretty sure this man is the best date around!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mr6mrwFH43c/SSoqQiV3mhI/AAAAAAAAAeg/Gg5Qoqz6Xcs/s1600-h/photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272072777375390226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mr6mrwFH43c/SSoqQiV3mhI/AAAAAAAAAeg/Gg5Qoqz6Xcs/s320/photo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; There is nothing like wearing &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;blue&lt;/span&gt; in a sea of &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;red&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/842119373541339320-6427563877918758937?l=adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/feeds/6427563877918758937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=842119373541339320&amp;postID=6427563877918758937' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/6427563877918758937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/6427563877918758937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/2008/11/night-out.html' title='A night out...'/><author><name>Carlee Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06222027441767321778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mr6mrwFH43c/SSoqQiV3mhI/AAAAAAAAAeg/Gg5Qoqz6Xcs/s72-c/photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-842119373541339320.post-5495302520952221465</id><published>2008-11-21T10:41:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T11:31:49.090-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><title type='text'>Me!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; Photos by Stacey Gold. Isn't she awesome!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271176746694017026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mr6mrwFH43c/SSb7Ur7_AAI/AAAAAAAAAeA/8OEGSD5OUGQ/s320/IMG_4631edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mr6mrwFH43c/SSb7y3678tI/AAAAAAAAAeI/MZGQaa1hhoo/s1600-h/IMG_4650edit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271177265306923730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mr6mrwFH43c/SSb7y3678tI/AAAAAAAAAeI/MZGQaa1hhoo/s320/IMG_4650edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271179754504124690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mr6mrwFH43c/SSb-Dw5y-RI/AAAAAAAAAeY/UzXj4YmAMl0/s320/IMG_4705edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271177956242716018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mr6mrwFH43c/SSb8bF23dXI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/eO_F5AbvOIU/s320/IMG_4699edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/842119373541339320-5495302520952221465?l=adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/feeds/5495302520952221465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=842119373541339320&amp;postID=5495302520952221465' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/5495302520952221465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/5495302520952221465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/2008/11/me.html' title='Me!'/><author><name>Carlee Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06222027441767321778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mr6mrwFH43c/SSb7Ur7_AAI/AAAAAAAAAeA/8OEGSD5OUGQ/s72-c/IMG_4631edit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-842119373541339320.post-6076756446648124305</id><published>2008-11-21T10:17:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T10:30:14.194-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book report'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspirational'/><title type='text'>Book Report: Running with Angels</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mr6mrwFH43c/SSbvUmMCuEI/AAAAAAAAAd4/VWsdqvfuYSg/s1600-h/BookCover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271163551011223618" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 134px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mr6mrwFH43c/SSbvUmMCuEI/AAAAAAAAAd4/VWsdqvfuYSg/s200/BookCover.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;I really enjoyed this book. It's an easy read, but it has some powerful lessons about life and about learning to love ourselves.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It's Pamela Hansen's very real experience with morbid obesity, life's trials, and how to endure and overcome. What I really appreciate is her application of Ether 12:27 of making weak things strengths. Its a success story of self-mastery, and that is absolutely inspiring to me!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Dreams can be achieved when they are turned into goals" (pp 185)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I would recommend it for a quick, inspiriation read! For sure! I'm going to have to go run a marathon now! :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/842119373541339320-6076756446648124305?l=adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/feeds/6076756446648124305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=842119373541339320&amp;postID=6076756446648124305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/6076756446648124305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/6076756446648124305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/2008/11/book-report-running-with-angels.html' title='Book Report: Running with Angels'/><author><name>Carlee Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06222027441767321778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mr6mrwFH43c/SSbvUmMCuEI/AAAAAAAAAd4/VWsdqvfuYSg/s72-c/BookCover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-842119373541339320.post-145356509102314769</id><published>2008-11-14T09:39:00.009-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T10:43:50.705-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='100 things to do'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Goal #47</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Goal #47: Povide opportunities for others to "experience" life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, Okay... I'm not sure if you consider throwing parties allowing others to "experience" life, but it has been a great memory anyway. And it's been a great experience for my roommates and I to have fun with people we love!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Every other Thursday we have a party and invite anyone and everyone we know. The first week we had a Carmel Apple Party. We had carmel apples with chocolate, toffee, nuts, etc. Hmmm! They were so good! Shalyn also made some delicious carmel popcorn.  At the end of the night we had carmel EVERYWHERE! It was great for clean checks that are also every Thursday. ha ha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268561367785174450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mr6mrwFH43c/SR2wpmQudbI/AAAAAAAAAdI/wEaX3Wq-NU8/s320/DSC_0017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268561461601163410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 293px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mr6mrwFH43c/SR2wvDwM2JI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/_gv_-vEIXbo/s320/DSC_0023-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The Thursday before Halloween we had a Pumpkin Party. I made some of mom's fabulous Pumpkin Dump Cake, and Natalie made Great Harvest's recipe for Pumpkin Chocolate Chip Bread. It was incredible! We decided to get a big game of signs going when people came by (one of the best games EVER!). We had a good time. But I'm still a little bitter I only got a small piece of that dump cake. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268558714833032226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mr6mrwFH43c/SR2uPLPpVCI/AAAAAAAAAdA/xzOXu7pzFiE/s320/IMG_0331.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268561625551957106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 226px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mr6mrwFH43c/SR2w4mhHbHI/AAAAAAAAAdY/DJPL96MAjic/s320/DSC_0179-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Last night we had crepes. Another personal favorite. Flannel, Natalie, and I couldn't get them off the stove fast enough. We ended up making 9 batches of crepes. Ha ha... seriously! We were a mess.... especially after our whip cream fight. Oops...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268563770450403682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 265px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mr6mrwFH43c/SR2y1c4wYWI/AAAAAAAAAdg/X8leF7jxlcw/s320/resized%2520crepes-KR%2520BM%2520Pancake.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268557826156127970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mr6mrwFH43c/SR2tbcqj5uI/AAAAAAAAAc4/wrQ6EFFGKtQ/s320/DSC_0202.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;It's such a blessing to have good people in our lives! Like Ralph Waldo Emerson said,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;"The ornament of a house is the friends who frequent it."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/842119373541339320-145356509102314769?l=adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/feeds/145356509102314769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=842119373541339320&amp;postID=145356509102314769' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/145356509102314769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/145356509102314769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/2008/11/goal-47.html' title='Goal #47'/><author><name>Carlee Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06222027441767321778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mr6mrwFH43c/SR2wpmQudbI/AAAAAAAAAdI/wEaX3Wq-NU8/s72-c/DSC_0017.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-842119373541339320.post-6431580518887459871</id><published>2008-11-03T14:56:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T15:14:13.152-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='god'/><title type='text'>House of the Lord</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And I will manifest myself to my people in mercy in this house. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;D&amp;amp;C 110:7&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Rexburg has had some unusally beautiful sunrises this week. I happened to catch one on my camera and these are a few glimpses of what I saw...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was incredible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264553912036866930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mr6mrwFH43c/SQ9z4-PZu3I/AAAAAAAAAcQ/YHYo2ZBlMLs/s400/DSC_0194-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264557872997681234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mr6mrwFH43c/SQ93fh-DSFI/AAAAAAAAAcw/SlNzWXOuNeY/s400/DSC_0202.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264554156518697042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mr6mrwFH43c/SQ90HNAaaFI/AAAAAAAAAcY/MC3s1BzlWrQ/s400/DSC_0200.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264554466740429410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mr6mrwFH43c/SQ90ZQrCYmI/AAAAAAAAAcg/quizbSxoYUQ/s400/DSC_0204.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/842119373541339320-6431580518887459871?l=adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/feeds/6431580518887459871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=842119373541339320&amp;postID=6431580518887459871' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/6431580518887459871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/6431580518887459871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/2008/11/house-of-lord.html' title='House of the Lord'/><author><name>Carlee Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06222027441767321778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mr6mrwFH43c/SQ9z4-PZu3I/AAAAAAAAAcQ/YHYo2ZBlMLs/s72-c/DSC_0194-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-842119373541339320.post-1840970872892717774</id><published>2008-10-27T14:51:00.017-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T10:05:22.394-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Things I'm lovin' right now!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261991050207576066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 164px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 127px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mr6mrwFH43c/SQZY-x7oQAI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/Qzv10wp9hL0/s200/18_great_harvest.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Quarter Slices at Great Harvest&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Everywhere else its free... but in Rexburg they charge the students 25 cents!) I highly recommend the Pumpkin Chocolate Chip! Hmmm!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261991569465730834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 168px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 107px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mr6mrwFH43c/SQZZdAUa5xI/AAAAAAAAAbg/hrSw5Oy2vZc/s200/fall-leaves.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Crunchy Leaves!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Fall is definitely my favorite time of year! I love the changing colors and brisk weather! I missed last fall since I was in Jerusalem. My mother knew how much I missed the leaves so she sent me a Ziploc FULL of them. Isn't she the best!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261991424875962114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 152px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 123px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mr6mrwFH43c/SQZZUlriHwI/AAAAAAAAAbY/-wG0jn-kX4g/s200/redgrapes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Frozen Grapes! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So I had never heard of anyone freezing grapes before this semester... but I LOVE it! It helps kick my popsicle addiction! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261991798878021570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 137px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 178px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mr6mrwFH43c/SQZZqW8kp8I/AAAAAAAAAbo/qg36yNKrHkI/s200/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The Book: The Last Lecture &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;My grandmother recommended this book to me. It's a true story about a professor who got diagnosed with cancer and only has a few months to live. He is invited to give a "last lecture" and this is his story of his life and lessons learned. I really enjoyed it. If I was dying what would I give my "last lecture" on? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262230670038198418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 142px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mr6mrwFH43c/SQcy6fXK6JI/AAAAAAAAAbw/O53Rr-pI2Ss/s200/AN-AFFAIR-TO-REMEMBER.jpg" border="0" /&gt;An Affair to Remember&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love this movie! It's a classic! It's got to be The Chick of all other Chick Flicks! Our apartment watched it the other day. The songs have been stuck in my head ever since. I just love this movie!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262232577174139474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mr6mrwFH43c/SQc0pf_z8lI/AAAAAAAAAb4/0zLiwANX0Qk/s320/IMG_0302.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Our apartment Gratitude Wall!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;We've been having so much fun with our "What a blessing" wall! For every blessing we can think of we make a dot and put it up on the wall! It's a great reminder everyday of the things that we're grateful for and what really make us happy. It's fabulous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/842119373541339320-1840970872892717774?l=adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/feeds/1840970872892717774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=842119373541339320&amp;postID=1840970872892717774' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/1840970872892717774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/1840970872892717774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/2008/10/things-im-lovin-right-now.html' title='Things I&apos;m lovin&apos; right now!'/><author><name>Carlee Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06222027441767321778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mr6mrwFH43c/SQZY-x7oQAI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/Qzv10wp9hL0/s72-c/18_great_harvest.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-842119373541339320.post-3505066795543729535</id><published>2008-10-25T12:30:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T12:36:50.616-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='100 things to do'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goals'/><title type='text'>Goal #103</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I have a new goal to put up on my 100 things to do list...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Goal #103 Get my picture on a Jones Soda!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261162034808771170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 174px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mr6mrwFH43c/SQNm_u6MUmI/AAAAAAAAAaA/P_PnXffBeuI/s320/jones-soda.jpg" border="0" /&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/842119373541339320-3505066795543729535?l=adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/feeds/3505066795543729535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=842119373541339320&amp;postID=3505066795543729535' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/3505066795543729535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/3505066795543729535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/2008/10/goal-103.html' title='Goal #103'/><author><name>Carlee Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06222027441767321778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mr6mrwFH43c/SQNm_u6MUmI/AAAAAAAAAaA/P_PnXffBeuI/s72-c/jones-soda.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-842119373541339320.post-3176372904281845049</id><published>2008-10-19T11:21:00.015-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T12:30:50.367-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><title type='text'>Beauty: Teton Valley</title><content type='html'>Something I've been thinking about...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;beau·ty &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;–noun, plural -ties. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;The quality present in a thing or person that gives intense pleasure or deep satisfaction to the mind, whether arising from sensory manifestations (as shape, color, sound, etc.), a meaningful design or pattern, or something else (as a personality in which high spiritual qualities are manifest). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;These are some pictures I took this weekend while thinking about beauty:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mr6mrwFH43c/SPu8pbOFnpI/AAAAAAAAAZM/dBDOp01WZdM/s1600-h/DSC_0144-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259004409752690322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mr6mrwFH43c/SPu8pbOFnpI/AAAAAAAAAZM/dBDOp01WZdM/s400/DSC_0144-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259111464134379474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mr6mrwFH43c/SPweAz3qB9I/AAAAAAAAAZc/tEGMfcE1uJo/s400/DSC_0168.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mr6mrwFH43c/SPu8BQzta-I/AAAAAAAAAZE/O5YN8YIK7SQ/s1600-h/DSC_0164.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259003719762930658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mr6mrwFH43c/SPu8BQzta-I/AAAAAAAAAZE/O5YN8YIK7SQ/s400/DSC_0164.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259246589388195218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mr6mrwFH43c/SPyY6IqrBZI/AAAAAAAAAZk/e10b6mTUTCQ/s400/DSC_0138.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mr6mrwFH43c/SPtuuCQ3r8I/AAAAAAAAAY8/uDZNPUtHgvs/s1600-h/DSC_0141.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258918727045853122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mr6mrwFH43c/SPtuuCQ3r8I/AAAAAAAAAY8/uDZNPUtHgvs/s400/DSC_0141.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259067503096689618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mr6mrwFH43c/SPv2B8Pg89I/AAAAAAAAAZU/yVNQ6p7d89o/s400/DSC_0176.jpg" border="0" /&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/842119373541339320-3176372904281845049?l=adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/feeds/3176372904281845049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=842119373541339320&amp;postID=3176372904281845049' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/3176372904281845049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/3176372904281845049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/2008/10/beauty-teton-valley.html' title='Beauty: Teton Valley'/><author><name>Carlee Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06222027441767321778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mr6mrwFH43c/SPu8pbOFnpI/AAAAAAAAAZM/dBDOp01WZdM/s72-c/DSC_0144-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-842119373541339320.post-2421139734620351280</id><published>2008-10-09T11:32:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T11:49:07.848-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Just for me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I got a voicemail from a favorite aunt of mine (one of my favorites!) the other day. I was walking through the parking lot when I was listening to it, and afterwards I had to sit down and cry. :) This is the quote she gave me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;Now remember:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;You are braver than you believe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;You are stronger than you seem. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;And you are smarter than you think."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;-Christopher Robin &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;to Winnie the Pooh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255209985077471698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mr6mrwFH43c/SO5Bo1yg6dI/AAAAAAAAAYs/-hXMkg1cRDk/s320/pooh_christopherrobin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just remember that!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/842119373541339320-2421139734620351280?l=adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/feeds/2421139734620351280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=842119373541339320&amp;postID=2421139734620351280' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/2421139734620351280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/2421139734620351280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/2008/10/just-for-me.html' title='Just for me'/><author><name>Carlee Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06222027441767321778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mr6mrwFH43c/SO5Bo1yg6dI/AAAAAAAAAYs/-hXMkg1cRDk/s72-c/pooh_christopherrobin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-842119373541339320.post-1184298960418813462</id><published>2008-09-21T14:49:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T15:22:33.657-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cooking'/><title type='text'>Goal #69: Learn to Cook!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;French Coconut Maccaroons!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yummy Yummy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mr6mrwFH43c/SNa5qwy5oVI/AAAAAAAAAYg/Fq3uFL7bLDc/s1600-h/IMG_0293.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mr6mrwFH43c/SNa5qwy5oVI/AAAAAAAAAYg/Fq3uFL7bLDc/s320/IMG_0293.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248586560050930002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;To make:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;4 egg whites&lt;br /&gt;1 tsp vanilla extract&lt;br /&gt;1 cup powdered sugar&lt;br /&gt;2 cups flaked coconut&lt;br /&gt;1/2 cup flour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Beat egg whites until still peaks form. Add vanilla and mix well. Gradually add in powdered sugar, beating well after each addition. Beat until stiff and glossy. Fold in coconut and flour until well mixed. Drop by teaspoonfuls into lightly buttered and floured cookie sheet. Bake at 325 for 25 min or until lightly browned.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/842119373541339320-1184298960418813462?l=adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/feeds/1184298960418813462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=842119373541339320&amp;postID=1184298960418813462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/1184298960418813462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/1184298960418813462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/2008/09/goal-69-learn-to-cook.html' title='Goal #69: Learn to Cook!!'/><author><name>Carlee Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06222027441767321778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mr6mrwFH43c/SNa5qwy5oVI/AAAAAAAAAYg/Fq3uFL7bLDc/s72-c/IMG_0293.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-842119373541339320.post-4391036618604812309</id><published>2008-09-21T13:45:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T14:36:40.306-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='church'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book report'/><title type='text'>Book Report: Glimpses</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mr6mrwFH43c/SNaoh0a84iI/AAAAAAAAAYA/i2mTZ_jK7yM/s1600-h/glimpses.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mr6mrwFH43c/SNaoh0a84iI/AAAAAAAAAYA/i2mTZ_jK7yM/s320/glimpses.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248567714707726882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;Glimpses Into the Life and Heart of Marjorie Pay Hinckley&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;This is an amazing, AMAZING book! I loved every minute of it. Sister Hinckley is so real. It makes it easy to relate and be inspired by her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to share some of my favorite quotes, gosh dang, just cause I love them so much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We are His children, and if we ever got that through our heads thoroughly, understood that completely, we would never do a small thing, we would never say a cross word, we would not use bad language, we would not criticize anybody, we would love everyone the way the Savior loves us (pp 11).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Shortly before we were to be married,Gordon called and said, "I think we had better go to lunch today." So we did and he said, "I think you should know that I only have $150 to my name." Well, $150 sounded like a small fortune to me. I had hoped for a husband and now I was getting $150 too! I said, "Oh, that will work out just fine; if you've got $150 we're set!" (pp 79)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think about your particular assignment at this time in your life. It is to get an education. This is a wonderful assignment. Don't take it lightly. Give it your full heart and energy. Do whatever you have to do this week; and do it cheerfully. To do less than this will leave you with an empty feeling (pp 85).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make life an adventure. Don't say, "Well here's another day." Say, "Here's a new day. What have I that I can put into it?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;And my all time favorite quote:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Elder Neal A. Maxwell once said, "We are here in mortality, and the only way to go is through; there isn't any way around!" I would add, the only way to get through life is to laugh your way through it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You either have to laugh or cry. I prefer to laugh. Crying gives me a headache(pp 107).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;This book is a must read for sure! Especially if you need a daily dose of inspiration!&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/842119373541339320-4391036618604812309?l=adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/feeds/4391036618604812309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=842119373541339320&amp;postID=4391036618604812309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/4391036618604812309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/4391036618604812309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/2008/09/book-report-glimpses.html' title='Book Report: Glimpses'/><author><name>Carlee Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06222027441767321778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mr6mrwFH43c/SNaoh0a84iI/AAAAAAAAAYA/i2mTZ_jK7yM/s72-c/glimpses.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-842119373541339320.post-965503133572784348</id><published>2008-09-17T11:54:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T14:53:34.319-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Hard Times</title><content type='html'>Solution:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Prayer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Country Music&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4)  Ben and Jerry's New York  Super Fudge Chunk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mr6mrwFH43c/SNFGbEpeX4I/AAAAAAAAAX4/TA5agnVISis/s1600-h/new_york_super_fudge_chunk_1150367917.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mr6mrwFH43c/SNFGbEpeX4I/AAAAAAAAAX4/TA5agnVISis/s320/new_york_super_fudge_chunk_1150367917.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247052471781449602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/842119373541339320-965503133572784348?l=adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/feeds/965503133572784348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=842119373541339320&amp;postID=965503133572784348' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/965503133572784348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/965503133572784348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/2008/09/hard-times.html' title='Hard Times'/><author><name>Carlee Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06222027441767321778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mr6mrwFH43c/SNFGbEpeX4I/AAAAAAAAAX4/TA5agnVISis/s72-c/new_york_super_fudge_chunk_1150367917.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-842119373541339320.post-3342909802219882660</id><published>2008-09-13T09:15:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T12:40:18.833-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='100 things to do'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>100 Things To Do in Life</title><content type='html'>I love life! I really, really do! We've been blessed with so many opportunities! Sometimes it just makes me excited to think of all the things we can do here in mortality!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple years ago I wrote up &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,51,102); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;100 Things&lt;/span&gt; I'm going to do in life and I decided (along with my personal history that I'm sure I'll write in my later years) that I'm going to write a book with my experiences with these things: If I ever did them, how I accomplished it, lessons learned, and even lessons learned if I didn't accomplish it. It's going to be so much fun! And I think it will be a great legacy to pass on! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you've never sat down and written a list like this I HIGHLY suggest it! It has been a blessing to have during times that I've been down, depressed, and unmotivated. Its reminded me that there is so much to do and we only have one lifetime to do them! Anyway, if you get a minute I would definitely write one out. (Make sure 1-they are things in your control! 2-They are completable!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since this is a STUDY of MY LIFE I thought it would be more than appropriate to put these on my blog and track them. So here it is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;100 Things To Do in Life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;In no particular order&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;1. Get married in the temple&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;2. Make friends with a Muslim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;3. Write a book&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;4. Visit 100 countries&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;5. Raise my kids to be missionaries:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;provide opportunities for my kids to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;learn and grow in missionary work&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;6. Attend the temple ever week for a year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;7. Go skydiving or hang-gliding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;8. Bake bread and make homemade jam with my kids&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;9. Sacrifice something I really really want for a stranger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;10. Have a garden&lt;br /&gt;11. Make a quilt&lt;br /&gt;12. Do my genealogy and temple work with my family&lt;br /&gt;13. Have a "library" in my home&lt;br /&gt;14. Adopt a child&lt;br /&gt;15. Love someone that I really don't like&lt;br /&gt;16. Act in a play&lt;br /&gt;17. Learn to arrange flowers&lt;br /&gt;18. Provide opportunities for my children to understand the importance of temples&lt;br /&gt;19. Lean to sew&lt;br /&gt;20. Give haircuts (learn how first!)&lt;br /&gt;21. Make a difference to a child&lt;br /&gt;22. Learn a foreign language&lt;br /&gt;23. Help troubled youth&lt;br /&gt;24. Be fugal with my expenses... always&lt;br /&gt;25. Teach&lt;br /&gt;26. Get a bachelors degree&lt;br /&gt;27. Get a pilots license&lt;br /&gt;28. Go sailing&lt;br /&gt;29. Snowboard confidently&lt;br /&gt;30. Swim with dolphins&lt;br /&gt;31. Own a dog&lt;br /&gt;32. Own a horse&lt;br /&gt;33. Go mountain biking&lt;br /&gt;34. Serve a mission... and if I can't serve full time&lt;br /&gt;than live the life of a missionary&lt;br /&gt;35. Go to Real Estate School&lt;br /&gt;36. Invest in several real estate investments&lt;br /&gt;37. Learn to play piano confidently&lt;br /&gt;38. Learn how to play the violin confidently too!&lt;br /&gt;39. Give a significant portion of income... or $1 million dollars to different charities&lt;br /&gt;40. Always pay tithing first&lt;br /&gt;41. Floss once a week for a year&lt;br /&gt;42. Create memories for my family working together&lt;br /&gt;43. Go camping with my family&lt;br /&gt;44. Go on a road trip across the country&lt;br /&gt;45. Do something for my parents to let them know how much I love them&lt;br /&gt;46. Live in a foreign countries for at least a year&lt;br /&gt;47. Provide opportunities for others to "experience" life :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ie&lt;/span&gt;. trips, parties, games, discussions, etc.&lt;br /&gt;48. Start and Run a successful business&lt;br /&gt;49. Stay in touch with lifetime friends&lt;br /&gt;50. Memorize the Living Christ/Family Proclamation&lt;br /&gt;51. Be a fitness instructor&lt;br /&gt;52. Learn how and decorate my own home&lt;br /&gt;53. Buy, Fix up, and Sell a home&lt;br /&gt;54. Learn &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Feng&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Shui&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;55. Learn to fix my car and be "car literate"&lt;br /&gt;56. Teach my kids to tie their shoes&lt;br /&gt;57. Keep a book of precious memories of my kids&lt;br /&gt;(Things the did or said)&lt;br /&gt;58. Give people presents unexpectedly&lt;br /&gt;59. Learn to accept compliments and give them freely&lt;br /&gt;60. Magnify my callings&lt;br /&gt;61. Develop an artistic skill and give something as a present&lt;br /&gt;62. Go on a formal date with my husband&lt;br /&gt;63. Learn grammar&lt;br /&gt;64. Make something beautiful in representation of my love for the Lord&lt;br /&gt;65. Write and submit an essay&lt;br /&gt;66. Help on a political campaign&lt;br /&gt;67. Help children develop their talents&lt;br /&gt;68. Believe in someone&lt;br /&gt;69. Learn to cook!!&lt;br /&gt;70. Always recognize the potential and goodness in my husband...&lt;br /&gt;and let him know!&lt;br /&gt;71. Say "I love you" everyday for a year!&lt;br /&gt;72. Help a friend come into the gospel&lt;br /&gt;73. Do something special individually with each of my siblings&lt;br /&gt;(while we are young, and when we get older)&lt;br /&gt;74. Organize my pictures!&lt;br /&gt;75. Hike &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Kilimanjaro&lt;/span&gt; or Everest Base Camp&lt;br /&gt;76. Learn ASL (American Sign Language)&lt;br /&gt;77. Get a masters&lt;br /&gt;78. Work outdoors for a summer&lt;br /&gt;79. Write letters to all my grandchildren and children&lt;br /&gt;80. Have a sleepover with all my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;grandkids&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;81. Learn photography... make a portfolio&lt;br /&gt;82. Learn to rock climb&lt;br /&gt;83. Oversee a large humanitarian project&lt;br /&gt;84. Host a foreign exchange student&lt;br /&gt;85. Study Abroad&lt;br /&gt;86. Have a lifetime pen pal&lt;br /&gt;87. Start/join a book club&lt;br /&gt;88. Ride an elephant&lt;br /&gt;89. Take dance lessons... ballroom, ballet, swing, etc.&lt;br /&gt;90. Teach kids how to invest their money&lt;br /&gt;91. Learn to play tennis&lt;br /&gt;92. Become friends with an orthodox Jew&lt;br /&gt;93. See all the 7 wonders of the world!&lt;br /&gt;94. TRY fish/seafood&lt;br /&gt;95. Find a good way to support the troops&lt;br /&gt;96. Get kissed in the rain&lt;br /&gt;97. Throw someone a surprise party when they weren't expecting it&lt;br /&gt;98. Help someone in need&lt;br /&gt;99. Plant a cherry tree in my yard...maybe a plum tree&lt;br /&gt;100. Always do the things I'm afraid to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Recently added:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;101. Do a bike race&lt;br /&gt;102. Complete a triathlon&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;103. Get my picture on Jones Soda!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/842119373541339320-3342909802219882660?l=adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/feeds/3342909802219882660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=842119373541339320&amp;postID=3342909802219882660' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/3342909802219882660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/3342909802219882660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/2008/09/100-things-to-do-in-life.html' title='100 Things To Do in Life'/><author><name>Carlee Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06222027441767321778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-842119373541339320.post-4488018251138822827</id><published>2008-09-11T10:08:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T10:13:07.092-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='god'/><title type='text'>Remember</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;   "God is weaving his tapestry according to his own grand design. All flesh is in his hands. It is not our prerogative to counsel him. It is our responsiblilty and our opportunity to be at peace in our minds and in our hearts, and to know that he is God, that this is his work, and that he will not permit it to fail."&lt;br /&gt;                                                                            President Gordon B. Hinckley&lt;br /&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/842119373541339320-4488018251138822827?l=adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/feeds/4488018251138822827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=842119373541339320&amp;postID=4488018251138822827' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/4488018251138822827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/4488018251138822827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/2008/09/remember.html' title='Remember'/><author><name>Carlee Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06222027441767321778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-842119373541339320.post-4227294605697636665</id><published>2008-09-04T08:53:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T10:37:10.073-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='study'/><title type='text'>Study: Water</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Man! Weren't the Olympics awesome! There is something about a dedicated athlete that just inspires me! Dara Torres was incredible! Even though she didn't get her individual gold I'm still impressed! And Michael Phelps... whoa! Now there is a powerhouse! I can't believe someone can swim that fast! It was so much fun watching him meet his Olympic goals (and kicking everyone else's butt)! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242193654820225970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="174" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mr6mrwFH43c/SMADWs9dw7I/AAAAAAAAAXU/IEONKJWHtQU/s320/phelps2.jpg" width="291" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So I have a confession. I hate water. Actually, its more of a love-hate relationship. I love water. It hates me. Whenever I tell people that they don't believe me. I put on a good game face around water so you wouldn't usually be able to tell that we don't get along. Now don't get me wrong, one of my very favorite past times is &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;looking&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; at it when we're at the beach or the lake. Plus I really enjoy a good canoe, boat, or raft ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I've never liked it just me and it (unless its a bubble bath in my own safe bathroom). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I recently made a personal goal to complete a triathlon.... a mini one. Baby steps, starting small! And as you all know a third of that is... swimming. Yuck. "So what do we do? We Swim! Swim!" (Thanks Dory)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started swim lessons yesterday. Ha ha... it's true! When I got in the water the instructor looked at me and asked, "Do you have a phobia of the water?" I laughed and asked if it counts as a phobia if I won't put my face in the water. She smiled and I'm sure quickly realized she had her work cut out for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I would like to announce that at the end of the day I had successfully put my head under the water MANY times! AND I learned how to dive in! (Special thanks to Flannel and Jason! You guys ROCK!) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So thus begins my study of water. Wish me luck. I hope the next time I see you won't be at my funeral. ;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/842119373541339320-4227294605697636665?l=adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/feeds/4227294605697636665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=842119373541339320&amp;postID=4227294605697636665' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/4227294605697636665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/4227294605697636665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/2008/09/study-water.html' title='Study: Water'/><author><name>Carlee Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06222027441767321778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mr6mrwFH43c/SMADWs9dw7I/AAAAAAAAAXU/IEONKJWHtQU/s72-c/phelps2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-842119373541339320.post-6056886904680816777</id><published>2008-08-31T19:05:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-31T12:35:32.912-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ryan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Ryan</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mr6mrwFH43c/SLtA0WmAYJI/AAAAAAAAAW8/ONrlgcVDNaM/s1600-h/hand.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240853859538067602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mr6mrwFH43c/SLtA0WmAYJI/AAAAAAAAAW8/ONrlgcVDNaM/s200/hand.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple of years ago I developed this habit of signing "I love you" to people. Well yesterday Ryan, my autistic brother, was passing me in the kitchen and I stopped him and held up my hand in the ASL sign for love. Normally he wouldn't care what I had to say and would be on his way. But every once in awhile he'll let you connect with him and his world. When he saw my hand he looked me right in the eye and said, "I love Carlee." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wow! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I didn't even know that he knew signs! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Now when I hold it up he says, "I love Ryan." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I do! I love ya Ry! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/842119373541339320-6056886904680816777?l=adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/feeds/6056886904680816777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=842119373541339320&amp;postID=6056886904680816777' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/6056886904680816777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/6056886904680816777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/2008/08/ryan.html' title='Ryan'/><author><name>Carlee Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06222027441767321778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mr6mrwFH43c/SLtA0WmAYJI/AAAAAAAAAW8/ONrlgcVDNaM/s72-c/hand.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-842119373541339320.post-1201503914148543444</id><published>2008-08-31T09:29:00.011-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T09:53:48.924-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book report'/><title type='text'>Book Report: Count of Monte Christo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mr6mrwFH43c/SLq6HyOPU4I/AAAAAAAAAWs/Kqb2dbHVjM8/s1600-h/book.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240705759302341506" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mr6mrwFH43c/SLq6HyOPU4I/AAAAAAAAAWs/Kqb2dbHVjM8/s200/book.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; What a good book! I've wanted to read this since high school, but I didn't get around to it until last week. I loved it! Just ask Casey... I couldn't put it down!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;“There is neither happiness nor misery in the world; there is only the comparison of one state with another, nothing more. He who has felt the deepest grief is best able to experience supreme happiness.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;What I liked:&lt;br /&gt;-The adventure!&lt;br /&gt;-The tone the author chose&lt;br /&gt;-The developed themes that represent the core of human emotion&lt;br /&gt;-The developing of characters throughout the whole book&lt;br /&gt;-Dantes relationship with God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I didn't like:&lt;br /&gt;-It wasn't a happy ending. Let me clarify-It was a GOOD ending-I'm just a sucker for happy endings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recommendation: Read it! And then keep it on the shelf for a rainy day. (Just to note: It's nothing like the movie)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/842119373541339320-1201503914148543444?l=adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/feeds/1201503914148543444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=842119373541339320&amp;postID=1201503914148543444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/1201503914148543444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/1201503914148543444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/2008/08/book-report-count-of-monte-christo.html' title='Book Report: Count of Monte Christo'/><author><name>Carlee Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06222027441767321778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mr6mrwFH43c/SLq6HyOPU4I/AAAAAAAAAWs/Kqb2dbHVjM8/s72-c/book.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-842119373541339320.post-3168872932141379257</id><published>2008-08-29T07:21:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T08:01:04.930-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>My Study of Life</title><content type='html'>Alright, it is finally time to use this blog as I originally intended-a record of 'my study of life.' So far I've basically used it to journal my life and travels, but I'm going to try and revert it to what I've always intended it to be. And the reason I'm posting this intention at all is so that I will finally &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;commit&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! ha ha! Sometimes you just do what you got to do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is to precious to just sit back and watch it pass by. We only get one chance, one life. Doesn't it just catch you off guard once in a while that you are &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;alive&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;/em&gt;That the Lord has blessed you with this chance to prove yourself here on Earth. We get to live, love, and serve Him and those that we have been blessed to have in our lives. Wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You're alive. Do something. The directive in life, the moral imperative &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;is so uncomplicated. It can be expressed in single words, not complete sentences.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It sounds like this: &lt;strong&gt;Look. Listen. Choose. Act.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Barbara Hall, A summons to New Orleans, 2000&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm terribly excited to use this blog for my studies, projects, and findings. I've been doing this in a notebook for years but its time to get it organized and share!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;The unexamined life is not worth living.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;-Socrates&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/842119373541339320-3168872932141379257?l=adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/feeds/3168872932141379257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=842119373541339320&amp;postID=3168872932141379257' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/3168872932141379257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/3168872932141379257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-study-of-life.html' title='My Study of Life'/><author><name>Carlee Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06222027441767321778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-842119373541339320.post-3186666660978003644</id><published>2008-06-29T09:11:00.012-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T10:48:11.715-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Love: Holly and Isaiah</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Holly and I have been great friends since high school when she sat behind me in seminary my junior year. She is one of the sweetest, most genuine people I know! In July she is marrying the love of her life... Isaiah. I offered to take some pictures for them and we had a TON of fun! So I thought I would post of few so you could see. Let me know what you think!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217322899452115970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mr6mrwFH43c/SGeniNRavAI/AAAAAAAAATs/mVSjzHtAWME/s320/DSC_0013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mr6mrwFH43c/SGen7Qb59yI/AAAAAAAAAT8/NfJxc7kLPuA/s1600-h/DSC_0093.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217323329798141730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mr6mrwFH43c/SGen7Qb59yI/AAAAAAAAAT8/NfJxc7kLPuA/s320/DSC_0093.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mr6mrwFH43c/SGenzHNHLKI/AAAAAAAAAT0/ggc3W-PGNZY/s1600-h/DSC_0068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217323189881220258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mr6mrwFH43c/SGenzHNHLKI/AAAAAAAAAT0/ggc3W-PGNZY/s320/DSC_0068.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217323570575914354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mr6mrwFH43c/SGeoJRZzNXI/AAAAAAAAAUE/gU2ld5z6fh4/s320/DSC_0115.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217326309608200402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mr6mrwFH43c/SGeqotF_GNI/AAAAAAAAAU0/q_snzuI3UrY/s320/DSC_0125.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217324466092863538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mr6mrwFH43c/SGeo9ZdrcDI/AAAAAAAAAUc/oLAc_-g6LLY/s320/DSC_0017.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217327386020529538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mr6mrwFH43c/SGernXCrxYI/AAAAAAAAAVE/1HgHgzHiIBE/s320/DSC_0131.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217323901242659538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mr6mrwFH43c/SGeochO5UtI/AAAAAAAAAUM/psFS2sxJy5c/s320/DSC_0168.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217324135770769026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mr6mrwFH43c/SGeoqK6wRoI/AAAAAAAAAUU/zQnOydCKnzk/s320/DSC_0131-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/842119373541339320-3186666660978003644?l=adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/feeds/3186666660978003644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=842119373541339320&amp;postID=3186666660978003644' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/3186666660978003644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/3186666660978003644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/2008/06/love-holly-and-isaiah.html' title='Love: Holly and Isaiah'/><author><name>Carlee Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06222027441767321778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mr6mrwFH43c/SGeniNRavAI/AAAAAAAAATs/mVSjzHtAWME/s72-c/DSC_0013.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-842119373541339320.post-258585333706605094</id><published>2008-06-20T17:02:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T10:47:23.100-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><title type='text'>Home!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;I realize that I completely left out Budapest in my blogging. I apologize. You have to understand you can't get much done when you only have 20 minute intervals on a super slow computer in the middle of McDonalds which is the ONLY internet available at any respectable location. Yes, I did just call McDonalds respectable. Actually, I wish I would have taken a picture of it because I've never seen a classier McDonalds establishment! I'm serious! It was beautiful... well almost. To bad the food tasted the same. Yucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Budapest was a delight. The first highlight: Turkish Baths! hmmmmm! It makes me happy just thinking about it. Just imagine beautiful, elaborate thermal baths and soaking for hours. Yep. It was amazing! Another highlight was running into a long time high school friend who is serving his mission in Budapest. It was so much fun seeing him! Let see what else... Getting stuck in a downpour of rain after church in the middle of "Pesht." It had to have be hilarious to watch the three of us in dresses and heels sprinting a half a mile to the metro station. Oh... and Peach Sundays. Delicious. It was more of an indulgence than a highlight since we kept going back for more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Baxter Elder (aka Elder Baxter) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214110811553195394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="275" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mr6mrwFH43c/SFw-KFYm5YI/AAAAAAAAATM/eBllA5Ztxnw/s320/IMG_1078.JPG" width="198" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;To serve as before and after pictures: Above is Before, Below is After&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214110841902319298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mr6mrwFH43c/SFw-L2cZxsI/AAAAAAAAATU/Z-U03-9ftWI/s320/IMG_1081.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;A Budapest indulg... I mean highlight.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214112328481963714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="235" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mr6mrwFH43c/SFw_iYYm_sI/AAAAAAAAATk/rS9GN3EUAWg/s320/IMG_1076.JPG" width="185" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I've been home: I'm trying to recover from laryngitis. I can hardly squeak a word out. This morning my dad was laughing at me when my little sister asked why I keep speaking so funny. I tried to laugh by my attempt ended up even more awkward than my speech. Other than that I've been enjoying my family and the sunshine. Summer is here and I'm ready for it!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/842119373541339320-258585333706605094?l=adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/feeds/258585333706605094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=842119373541339320&amp;postID=258585333706605094' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/258585333706605094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/842119373541339320/posts/default/258585333706605094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventuresofcarlee.blogspot.com/2008/06/home.html' title='Home!'/><author><name>Carlee Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06222027441767321778</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mr6mrwFH43c/SFw-KFYm5YI/AAAAAAAAATM/eBllA5Ztxnw/s72-c/IMG_1078.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
