<?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-4797619967989394947</id><updated>2011-11-27T00:38:01.415-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kristen Elizabeth</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristencslife.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4797619967989394947/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristencslife.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Kristen Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13101395291081139149</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>64</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4797619967989394947.post-625146637166888677</id><published>2010-03-22T16:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T16:53:51.342-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Best Study Treat!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_inHT7hZP9tk/S6gC6wy4KLI/AAAAAAAAAS0/QOr6l3uv46s/s1600-h/mandm20coconut1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 224px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_inHT7hZP9tk/S6gC6wy4KLI/AAAAAAAAAS0/QOr6l3uv46s/s400/mandm20coconut1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451610557485951154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good Job Mars Company! I love coconut m&amp;ms!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4797619967989394947-625146637166888677?l=kristencslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristencslife.blogspot.com/feeds/625146637166888677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4797619967989394947&amp;postID=625146637166888677' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4797619967989394947/posts/default/625146637166888677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4797619967989394947/posts/default/625146637166888677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristencslife.blogspot.com/2010/03/best-study-treat.html' title='Best Study Treat!'/><author><name>Kristen Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13101395291081139149</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/_inHT7hZP9tk/S6gC6wy4KLI/AAAAAAAAAS0/QOr6l3uv46s/s72-c/mandm20coconut1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4797619967989394947.post-5600744000401613658</id><published>2010-03-18T21:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T21:32:58.873-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2010 thus far</title><content type='html'>So this year has been a whirlwind. I feel like I do not stop. I am excited that this semester is almost over. It will be a very eventful summer but it will be nice to devote my time to weddings, new family members, missions, writing thank you notes, addressing invitations, cake testing and much more. This semester has been fun though.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4797619967989394947-5600744000401613658?l=kristencslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristencslife.blogspot.com/feeds/5600744000401613658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4797619967989394947&amp;postID=5600744000401613658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4797619967989394947/posts/default/5600744000401613658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4797619967989394947/posts/default/5600744000401613658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristencslife.blogspot.com/2010/03/2010-thus-far.html' title='2010 thus far'/><author><name>Kristen Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13101395291081139149</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-4797619967989394947.post-7635164604127125362</id><published>2010-01-04T16:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T16:45:58.231-08:00</updated><title type='text'>How Matt Proposed!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_inHT7hZP9tk/S0KK2V5F1HI/AAAAAAAAASc/TtVFeAPsdZA/s1600-h/20533_714345923059_17829202_39456370_261376_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_inHT7hZP9tk/S0KK2V5F1HI/AAAAAAAAASc/TtVFeAPsdZA/s400/20533_714345923059_17829202_39456370_261376_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423049567501669490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt told me at the beginning of Christmas break that he wanted to take me out on a nice date. I did not think much of it because he does stuff like this all the time. He told me to get all dressed up and we would first go walk along the beach at sunset and then go out to a nice dinner in Newport. I was excited for this date. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New Years Eve came and I got all dressed up (in a hurry), and we drove down to the balboa peer. We walked around the board walk. I was a brat and tried to convince Matt that I did not want to walk on the beach. I complained that I did not want to take off my shoes walk on the beach get my feet all sandy and then put back on my nice shoes. He finally convinced me that he will brush off my feet and make sure that there was no sand before my shoes went back on my feet (isn't he the best?). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We walked along the beach just as the sun was setting. I was in hyperactive mode. I was talking about cake, I just wanted to walk because I had not worked out that day, and talking about what we were doing that night. I was oblivious to how romantic my adorable boyfriend was being. We stopped and looked at the sunset as he held me close while I continued to ramble about who knows what. My ADD and the fact that I was freezing kicked in and I tried to convince him that it was time to go. He held me tighter in hopes that I would warm up. He said just wait until the sun sets over Catalina and then we can go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sun set over Catalina creating the most beautiful red sunset I have ever seen. He then told me softly that he has the most amazing girlfriend ever and that he cannot wait to spend the rest of his life with me. I turned to kiss him thinking I am so cold, the sun has set over Catalina maybe now we can leave. He kissed me and then as I was trying to go. He said you know there is one more thing I have to do. He began to drop down to one knee. As he did so I proclaimed, "You lied to me!" He laughed and proceeded with asking the question I did not think would be asked until February "Will you marry me?" He held in his hand a box with the most beautiful, sparkly ring (it is a rock). I said yes. We then continued to walk back to the car because I was cold (I know I am pathetic). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we called both of our parents and walked down the Pier we went dinner and the Cannery. We had the most amazing 4 course meal over looking the water on Lido island. It was so cute and romantic. The entire dinner I could not help but smile. I looked down at the ring that fit perfectly on my finger and continued thinking I am marrying my best friend. We ate our dinner and then continued down to my house where we celebrated with my family. We then proceeded back up to Newport where we spent the night with his family. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so happy and lucky. He did a great job picking out the ring. He did a great job surprising me. He did a great job with everything.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4797619967989394947-7635164604127125362?l=kristencslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristencslife.blogspot.com/feeds/7635164604127125362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4797619967989394947&amp;postID=7635164604127125362' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4797619967989394947/posts/default/7635164604127125362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4797619967989394947/posts/default/7635164604127125362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristencslife.blogspot.com/2010/01/how-matt-proposed.html' title='How Matt Proposed!'/><author><name>Kristen Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13101395291081139149</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/_inHT7hZP9tk/S0KK2V5F1HI/AAAAAAAAASc/TtVFeAPsdZA/s72-c/20533_714345923059_17829202_39456370_261376_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4797619967989394947.post-3706575291994460076</id><published>2010-01-02T19:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T23:30:54.016-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our background story!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_inHT7hZP9tk/S0BHJnxgVeI/AAAAAAAAASU/0zk5Ug4DCFg/s1600-h/20533_714345004899_17829202_39456346_8215189_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 297px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_inHT7hZP9tk/S0BHJnxgVeI/AAAAAAAAASU/0zk5Ug4DCFg/s400/20533_714345004899_17829202_39456346_8215189_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422412181975094754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt is my best friend. He is the first person I met at BYU. We were friends for all of our freshman year in college. We went on two dates and decided we were better off as friends. After our freshman year Matt went on a mission to Southern Italy. I went to a party at his house before he left and I met his parents. We all got along really well. We wrote a few letters back and forth but we did not think much of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After two years he came back home. He invited me to another party at his home in Newport.I realized from the moment I saw him that something had changed. It was different. We mingled with other people but ended up spending the whole night talking. We went on a date that next week and have not stopped talking. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went back to Utah where I worked all summer. We talked on the phone all day and night. We would go on other dates with other people (that did not last long).I came back home in August for a week or so and we started dating exclusively. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our dating relationship has been a blast. We have never had a dull moment between the two of us. We have had our share of adventurous and romance. I did not think a guy like him was out there. I did not think there was someone who was smart, kind, funny, loving, spiritual, and so many other great qualities. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every day he tells me how much he loves me. He tells me how beautiful I am. He makes me want to be the best person I can. I am so excited to spend my life with him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4797619967989394947-3706575291994460076?l=kristencslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristencslife.blogspot.com/feeds/3706575291994460076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4797619967989394947&amp;postID=3706575291994460076' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4797619967989394947/posts/default/3706575291994460076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4797619967989394947/posts/default/3706575291994460076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristencslife.blogspot.com/2010/01/our-background-story.html' title='Our background story!'/><author><name>Kristen Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13101395291081139149</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/_inHT7hZP9tk/S0BHJnxgVeI/AAAAAAAAASU/0zk5Ug4DCFg/s72-c/20533_714345004899_17829202_39456346_8215189_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4797619967989394947.post-537797128291303019</id><published>2009-09-28T11:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T11:25:05.425-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Favorite Flower ... SUNFLOWER!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_inHT7hZP9tk/SsD-4bwzczI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/67D3Knw-In8/s1600-h/Sunflowers_monkeys.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_inHT7hZP9tk/SsD-4bwzczI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/67D3Knw-In8/s320/Sunflowers_monkeys.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386585399813698354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    I love sunflowers. As a little girl my bedroom was decorated with sunflowers. My mom stenciled a sunflower design across the top border of my bedroom. The quilt that covered my bed had sunflowers on it. I loved that room. I walked in and it made me happy.Some days I wake up and miss that room. I miss the happiness that is portrayed from those little yellow flowers. They brighten up even the gloomiest of days. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when most girls love a rose, gerber daisy, cala lily, or any other flower that catches their eye. I love sunflowers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4797619967989394947-537797128291303019?l=kristencslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristencslife.blogspot.com/feeds/537797128291303019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4797619967989394947&amp;postID=537797128291303019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4797619967989394947/posts/default/537797128291303019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4797619967989394947/posts/default/537797128291303019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristencslife.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-favorite-flower-sunflower.html' title='My Favorite Flower ... SUNFLOWER!'/><author><name>Kristen Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13101395291081139149</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/_inHT7hZP9tk/SsD-4bwzczI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/67D3Knw-In8/s72-c/Sunflowers_monkeys.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4797619967989394947.post-556066011877927668</id><published>2009-06-30T15:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T16:07:09.948-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Super Fun Work Weekend!</title><content type='html'>My job is far from glamours. I typically leave with fifteen new stains on my clothes, greasy hair from the hat I have to wear, and a new bruise from running into something. This past week has been crazy at work. I have already worked thirty some odd hours since Saturday and am planing on working eighteen more (yes that means I would work forty-eight hours this week). These insane hours at work have all been because of this little thing called MPS (Mission Presidents Seminar). All of the new Mission Presidents from around the world travel to the MTC for a week of training. They have training and firesides from the Prophet and Apostles.&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday night the Mission Presidents ate a special dinner with a select group of other Mission Presidents and at least one Apostle in their room. I was invited earlier on in the week to help out with this dinner. I was so excited. I had seen the Apostles in conference but never in such an intimate setting. &lt;br /&gt;I went to work on Saturday and got dressed in my skirt and tuxedo shirt. I helped set up and polished silverware. While I was polishing silverware Elder Perry and his wife stopped and said hello. They were so kind. I then proceeded to set up the room and found out I would be serving Elder Scott and Ballard. They were so nice. They both talked at the end of the dinner to the group of Forty some odd people. They talked about pondering. I think that I need to take time out of my busy schedule and ponder more. I felt to blessed to be in the same room as them. Elder Scott came up at the end and shook our hand and told us Thank you. He was so kind and had a lot of spunk for his age. &lt;br /&gt;After we finished cleaning up we got paid to eat prime rib, shrimp cocktail, and new york cheese cake. All in all I would say I had a great work day. That was one of the neatest experiences I have ever had. It was better than all the celebrities I have worked with. I hope that I can live the kind of life that they have. I hope that I can be that nice, kind, charitable, faithful, loving, and love the Lord like that. It wont hurt to try.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4797619967989394947-556066011877927668?l=kristencslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristencslife.blogspot.com/feeds/556066011877927668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4797619967989394947&amp;postID=556066011877927668' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4797619967989394947/posts/default/556066011877927668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4797619967989394947/posts/default/556066011877927668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristencslife.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-super-fun-work-weekend.html' title='My Super Fun Work Weekend!'/><author><name>Kristen Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13101395291081139149</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-4797619967989394947.post-3600321630046694351</id><published>2009-05-21T14:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T19:07:52.378-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Life Has Moments of Greatness!</title><content type='html'>My life can be pretty boring. It consists of a lot of work and a little play.I did not get the chance to go home over Winter and Spring so I went home over Mothers day weekend. I spent most of my days at the beach, shopping, and went to an Angels baseball game. I also got to spend Mothers day with my amazing Mom. Unfortunately the trip was short but it was still super fun.  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_inHT7hZP9tk/ShXQ5gk8FVI/AAAAAAAAAQk/WlqQ7EB5zJA/s1600-h/4255_662063377699_17804970_37598887_7515071_n.jpg"&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/_inHT7hZP9tk/ShXQ5gk8FVI/AAAAAAAAAQk/WlqQ7EB5zJA/s320/4255_662063377699_17804970_37598887_7515071_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338402619733579090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came back and jumped into my usual social scene up here in Provo. I bought a bike so I could ride around with my friends. I played water balloon dodge ball and a lot more. Last Thursday night a huge group of my friends and I dressed up as angels and demons to go see the movie "Angels and Demons. It was a lot of fun and worth the three hours of sleep I got that night. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_inHT7hZP9tk/ShYFXVQVx0I/AAAAAAAAAQs/jQs1UzpIaEw/s1600-h/4255_662146501119_17804970_37601433_6260509_n.jpg"&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/_inHT7hZP9tk/ShYFXVQVx0I/AAAAAAAAAQs/jQs1UzpIaEw/s320/4255_662146501119_17804970_37601433_6260509_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338460306695112514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That Saturday I took a half day at work and went up to Park City with a friend. We went shopping at the J.Crew Outlet. I love J. Crew. I got an adorable sweater and skirt. After going shopping and lunch in Park City we rushed home to get ready for Heather's Open House. I have been friends with Heather since middle school. She is so cute and married her high school sweet heart Taylor. I love them and wish them the best of luck. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_inHT7hZP9tk/ShYGn_YNI-I/AAAAAAAAAQ0/yYlgfWYRkto/s1600-h/4312_1083572243178_1042500127_30392651_7597791_n.jpg"&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/_inHT7hZP9tk/ShYGn_YNI-I/AAAAAAAAAQ0/yYlgfWYRkto/s320/4312_1083572243178_1042500127_30392651_7597791_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338461692391924706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4797619967989394947-3600321630046694351?l=kristencslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristencslife.blogspot.com/feeds/3600321630046694351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4797619967989394947&amp;postID=3600321630046694351' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4797619967989394947/posts/default/3600321630046694351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4797619967989394947/posts/default/3600321630046694351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristencslife.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-life-has-moments-of-greatness.html' title='My Life Has Moments of Greatness!'/><author><name>Kristen Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13101395291081139149</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/_inHT7hZP9tk/ShXQ5gk8FVI/AAAAAAAAAQk/WlqQ7EB5zJA/s72-c/4255_662063377699_17804970_37598887_7515071_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4797619967989394947.post-8372940314861310988</id><published>2009-04-28T15:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T15:16:36.305-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Liz!</title><content type='html'>Have you seen the new Liz Claiborne line? It is fabulous. I am slightly obsessed. Check it out. Tell me what you think. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_inHT7hZP9tk/Sfd_RVlBY2I/AAAAAAAAAQc/ThFTfK9FvSo/s1600-h/our_liz_model.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 222px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_inHT7hZP9tk/Sfd_RVlBY2I/AAAAAAAAAQc/ThFTfK9FvSo/s320/our_liz_model.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329868619843199842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_inHT7hZP9tk/Sfd_RJaru9I/AAAAAAAAAQU/bXIcLL2-1gU/s1600-h/isaacs_picks_model.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 176px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_inHT7hZP9tk/Sfd_RJaru9I/AAAAAAAAAQU/bXIcLL2-1gU/s320/isaacs_picks_model.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329868616578612178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_inHT7hZP9tk/Sfd_REqkkdI/AAAAAAAAAQM/ywPC66CdPQ0/s1600-h/get_fit_model.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 179px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_inHT7hZP9tk/Sfd_REqkkdI/AAAAAAAAAQM/ywPC66CdPQ0/s320/get_fit_model.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329868615303074258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4797619967989394947-8372940314861310988?l=kristencslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristencslife.blogspot.com/feeds/8372940314861310988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4797619967989394947&amp;postID=8372940314861310988' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4797619967989394947/posts/default/8372940314861310988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4797619967989394947/posts/default/8372940314861310988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristencslife.blogspot.com/2009/04/love-liz.html' title='Love Liz!'/><author><name>Kristen Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13101395291081139149</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/_inHT7hZP9tk/Sfd_RVlBY2I/AAAAAAAAAQc/ThFTfK9FvSo/s72-c/our_liz_model.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4797619967989394947.post-4635428779956541233</id><published>2009-04-28T11:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T12:04:36.386-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Marilyn Monroe Moment!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_inHT7hZP9tk/SfdTCTwITOI/AAAAAAAAAQE/BY5OZ2eU_sk/s1600-h/marilyn-monroe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 291px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_inHT7hZP9tk/SfdTCTwITOI/AAAAAAAAAQE/BY5OZ2eU_sk/s320/marilyn-monroe.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329819983143259362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is a beautiful today. The sun is shining. The grass is green and the trees have given birth to beautiful blossoms. I decided since today was such a beautiful day that I would wear a skirt. The one downfall today is the wind. It seems to have a mind of its own and enjoy blowing in every which direction. I was walking on campus and the wind enjoyed blowing my skirt in every which direction. I wish I could say I was glamorous and held my skirt down like the iconic Marilyn Monroe. Instead I awkwardly walked around campus holding down my skirt while it still blew up revealing my white legs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4797619967989394947-4635428779956541233?l=kristencslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristencslife.blogspot.com/feeds/4635428779956541233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4797619967989394947&amp;postID=4635428779956541233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4797619967989394947/posts/default/4635428779956541233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4797619967989394947/posts/default/4635428779956541233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristencslife.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-marilyn-monroe-moment.html' title='My Marilyn Monroe Moment!'/><author><name>Kristen Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13101395291081139149</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/_inHT7hZP9tk/SfdTCTwITOI/AAAAAAAAAQE/BY5OZ2eU_sk/s72-c/marilyn-monroe.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4797619967989394947.post-8530420340837918793</id><published>2009-04-14T23:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T00:14:14.747-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why My Future Career Works For Me ...</title><content type='html'>Today while watching television and saw an advertisement for "Cash for Gold". A lady in the advertisement had horrible pronunciation. She sounded like a five year old with a speech impediment. Instead of saying the world jewelry she said "jewry". I was shocked. I wanted to jump through the television sit her down and begin proper speech lessons. I wanted to explain that there is an L in jewelry. I also wanted to explain what part of the mouth and tongue you would use to pronounce this sound. I know most of you think this may sound a little extreme, but it has become a growing habit. I listen to peoples verbiage, little children's speech stages and grammar. I cannot wait to be a speech pathologist. This career choice is perfect for me. I will get to work with kids and help free the world of horrible pronunciation. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Do not worry I am not extremely annoyed by speech problems. I often find myself making grammar, spelling, and even speech errors.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4797619967989394947-8530420340837918793?l=kristencslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristencslife.blogspot.com/feeds/8530420340837918793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4797619967989394947&amp;postID=8530420340837918793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4797619967989394947/posts/default/8530420340837918793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4797619967989394947/posts/default/8530420340837918793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristencslife.blogspot.com/2009/04/why-my-future-career-works-for-me.html' title='Why My Future Career Works For Me ...'/><author><name>Kristen Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13101395291081139149</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-4797619967989394947.post-4776937489963064630</id><published>2009-04-09T09:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T09:44:01.401-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Coal Turns into a Beautiful Diamond: my new analogy on life</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_inHT7hZP9tk/Sd4lEpoiThI/AAAAAAAAAP8/Lr-9j25DVR0/s1600-h/diamond.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_inHT7hZP9tk/Sd4lEpoiThI/AAAAAAAAAP8/Lr-9j25DVR0/s320/diamond.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322732571424083474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_inHT7hZP9tk/Sd4lEZQrMuI/AAAAAAAAAP0/np08rHwgvYY/s1600-h/Coal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 309px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_inHT7hZP9tk/Sd4lEZQrMuI/AAAAAAAAAP0/np08rHwgvYY/s320/Coal.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322732567029035746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is never easy. We all have different struggles in life. We all will struggle with health problems, broken hearts, disappointments, death, stress, economical downfalls and many more. These struggles create pressure in our life and make life a little bit more interesting. Yesterday I was thinking about the hardships that life has in store for all of us and came up with an analogy about coal turning into a diamond. We all start off as coal. This black mess that gives miners black lung. When coal is put under pressure (insert 80's song under pressure) it turns into a diamond. How the coal reacts under the pressure determines what the diamond will be like. If we turn to Heavenly Father and overcome the pressure of life we can turn into the most beautiful diamond ever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4797619967989394947-4776937489963064630?l=kristencslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristencslife.blogspot.com/feeds/4776937489963064630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4797619967989394947&amp;postID=4776937489963064630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4797619967989394947/posts/default/4776937489963064630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4797619967989394947/posts/default/4776937489963064630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristencslife.blogspot.com/2009/04/coal-turns-into-beautiful-diamond-my.html' title='Coal Turns into a Beautiful Diamond: my new analogy on life'/><author><name>Kristen Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13101395291081139149</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/_inHT7hZP9tk/Sd4lEpoiThI/AAAAAAAAAP8/Lr-9j25DVR0/s72-c/diamond.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4797619967989394947.post-5786043291313852573</id><published>2009-03-26T09:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T10:04:57.741-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Favorite Treat!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_inHT7hZP9tk/Scu1rLTxOKI/AAAAAAAAAPs/7V_rpMRanL4/s1600-h/jordan_almonds.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_inHT7hZP9tk/Scu1rLTxOKI/AAAAAAAAAPs/7V_rpMRanL4/s320/jordan_almonds.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317543538415712418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_inHT7hZP9tk/Scu1qpHAZnI/AAAAAAAAAPk/2J5XCBrf_g8/s1600-h/05502l1455.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_inHT7hZP9tk/Scu1qpHAZnI/AAAAAAAAAPk/2J5XCBrf_g8/s320/05502l1455.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317543529235375730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least once a week I walk to the BYU candy counter in the bookstore and spoil myself with a little treat. I ask for a small handful of dark chocolate almonds, Jordan almonds, and chocolate Jordan almonds all in the same bag. I love this treat. It brightens up my day and helps with my energy during the all day study sessions. What is your favorite treat?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4797619967989394947-5786043291313852573?l=kristencslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristencslife.blogspot.com/feeds/5786043291313852573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4797619967989394947&amp;postID=5786043291313852573' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4797619967989394947/posts/default/5786043291313852573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4797619967989394947/posts/default/5786043291313852573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristencslife.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-favorite-treat.html' title='My Favorite Treat!'/><author><name>Kristen Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13101395291081139149</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/_inHT7hZP9tk/Scu1rLTxOKI/AAAAAAAAAPs/7V_rpMRanL4/s72-c/jordan_almonds.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4797619967989394947.post-3839074663117755910</id><published>2009-03-23T19:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T19:12:14.183-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My favorite smelling candle!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_inHT7hZP9tk/SchBa1cJCEI/AAAAAAAAAO0/87IIAeUDeNQ/s1600-h/White-Barn-New-York-Passion_9AB6E865.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 230px; height: 230px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_inHT7hZP9tk/SchBa1cJCEI/AAAAAAAAAO0/87IIAeUDeNQ/s320/White-Barn-New-York-Passion_9AB6E865.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316571289388386370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This candle makes your room smell like summer in the middle of winter. It smells delicious and fruity. The smell makes me happy. I cannot be mad when my guava passion fruit candle is smelling up the room!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4797619967989394947-3839074663117755910?l=kristencslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristencslife.blogspot.com/feeds/3839074663117755910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4797619967989394947&amp;postID=3839074663117755910' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4797619967989394947/posts/default/3839074663117755910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4797619967989394947/posts/default/3839074663117755910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristencslife.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-favorite-smelling-candle.html' title='My favorite smelling candle!'/><author><name>Kristen Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13101395291081139149</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/_inHT7hZP9tk/SchBa1cJCEI/AAAAAAAAAO0/87IIAeUDeNQ/s72-c/White-Barn-New-York-Passion_9AB6E865.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4797619967989394947.post-9180417557015803369</id><published>2009-03-21T12:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T13:02:51.303-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I love Sonic Happy Hour!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_inHT7hZP9tk/ScVHxBboRRI/AAAAAAAAAOs/yH0xhs7qCKs/s1600-h/happyhour.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 252px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_inHT7hZP9tk/ScVHxBboRRI/AAAAAAAAAOs/yH0xhs7qCKs/s320/happyhour.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315733842704221458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a regular at sonic between the hours of 2 - 4! I drive to the local sonic right around the corner and get a route 44 diet dr. pepper with a little bit of vanilla and cherry. I pay $1.08 for the monstrosity of the drink. Oh how great it is! I love happy hour! Do you like happy hour at sonic?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4797619967989394947-9180417557015803369?l=kristencslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristencslife.blogspot.com/feeds/9180417557015803369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4797619967989394947&amp;postID=9180417557015803369' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4797619967989394947/posts/default/9180417557015803369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4797619967989394947/posts/default/9180417557015803369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristencslife.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-love-sonic-happy-hour.html' title='I love Sonic Happy Hour!'/><author><name>Kristen Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13101395291081139149</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/_inHT7hZP9tk/ScVHxBboRRI/AAAAAAAAAOs/yH0xhs7qCKs/s72-c/happyhour.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4797619967989394947.post-5844130485240808985</id><published>2009-03-19T20:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T20:09:58.481-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I love JCREW!</title><content type='html'>I love JCREW. It is so classy. I can always find pieces that I love. If only money grew on trees. Here are some new pieces that I love. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_inHT7hZP9tk/ScMIoIbDDuI/AAAAAAAAAOk/AJ-OfK7A3LE/s1600-h/erez.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_inHT7hZP9tk/ScMIoIbDDuI/AAAAAAAAAOk/AJ-OfK7A3LE/s320/erez.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315101470776037090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_inHT7hZP9tk/ScMIoFs445I/AAAAAAAAAOc/NlZ2te3VcHM/s1600-h/erez-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 203px; height: 203px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_inHT7hZP9tk/ScMIoFs445I/AAAAAAAAAOc/NlZ2te3VcHM/s320/erez-3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315101470045561746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_inHT7hZP9tk/ScMInbJStlI/AAAAAAAAAOU/tkANg7im_6A/s1600-h/erez-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_inHT7hZP9tk/ScMInbJStlI/AAAAAAAAAOU/tkANg7im_6A/s320/erez-2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315101458621970002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_inHT7hZP9tk/ScMInXjslSI/AAAAAAAAAOM/Q7ZXivr7CPA/s1600-h/erez-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_inHT7hZP9tk/ScMInXjslSI/AAAAAAAAAOM/Q7ZXivr7CPA/s320/erez-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315101457658975522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4797619967989394947-5844130485240808985?l=kristencslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristencslife.blogspot.com/feeds/5844130485240808985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4797619967989394947&amp;postID=5844130485240808985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4797619967989394947/posts/default/5844130485240808985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4797619967989394947/posts/default/5844130485240808985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristencslife.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-love-jcrew.html' title='I love JCREW!'/><author><name>Kristen Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13101395291081139149</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/_inHT7hZP9tk/ScMIoIbDDuI/AAAAAAAAAOk/AJ-OfK7A3LE/s72-c/erez.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4797619967989394947.post-3548792694998200332</id><published>2009-03-07T00:55:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T01:00:15.512-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Huge Birthday Cupcake!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_inHT7hZP9tk/SbI2-vBk-AI/AAAAAAAAANk/sEcgzv5Hvh8/s1600-h/n1042500210_30316197_1829301.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 195px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_inHT7hZP9tk/SbI2-vBk-AI/AAAAAAAAANk/sEcgzv5Hvh8/s320/n1042500210_30316197_1829301.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310367362026108930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That huge cupcake was a dream come true. My sister got it for me for my birthday party! It was delicious. I ate the entire thing by the next day! Yes it is as big as my face ... no big it was worth it. Every bite was soooooo good! I would eat another one if it I had one. I think I might be in love with yummy treats. Is that bad?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4797619967989394947-3548792694998200332?l=kristencslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristencslife.blogspot.com/feeds/3548792694998200332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4797619967989394947&amp;postID=3548792694998200332' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4797619967989394947/posts/default/3548792694998200332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4797619967989394947/posts/default/3548792694998200332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristencslife.blogspot.com/2009/03/huge-birthday-cupcake.html' title='Huge Birthday Cupcake!'/><author><name>Kristen Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13101395291081139149</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/_inHT7hZP9tk/SbI2-vBk-AI/AAAAAAAAANk/sEcgzv5Hvh8/s72-c/n1042500210_30316197_1829301.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4797619967989394947.post-8010817757769243971</id><published>2009-03-07T00:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T00:54:17.459-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ear Nose Throat</title><content type='html'>I am going to begin this post by saying I have been so blessed. My back is so doing really well. I can go to the gym, I only occasionally get soar. My health is doing well too. I do not have anymore nasty rashes and I do not get fevers anymore. I am able to go to class, study, and act more like me. The only down side is the annoying sinus infection. &lt;br /&gt;I went to the ear nose throat doctor today and they ran tests, x-rays, and asked a billion questions. I explained where it hurt and how I wake up in the middle of the night coughing and gagging (yes I know a lot of information but just imagine having this since October). The doctor then prescribed me a steroid and antibiotic to take for the next two weeks or so. (I am secretly hoping that I get a six pack by the end of the treatment). I am hoping and praying that this will make me better. &lt;br /&gt;I am not sad about this experience and any of my health problems over the past six months or so. I think that sometimes you are blessed and learn the most when you have trials. I feel so humbled by everything that I have been through. I am so grateful for how much I have been blessed. I know that Heavenly Father has been with me every step of the way. I know that my Lord and Savior Jesus Christ knows the pain that I have felt, He knows and loves me. Every night and morning I pray and thank my Heavenly Father for the love that I have felt throughout my life, for the love that my parents have for me, for the love that my siblings have, for the amazing people that have been put in my life, for the Bible and Book of Mormon, for the opportunity to serve others, for the Temple, for being able to have a job,for being able to go to BYU, to be able to express my feelings and believes freely, to be able to work out again, and so many more pathetic reasons. I know that eventually I will get better, until then I am going to be patient and be me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4797619967989394947-8010817757769243971?l=kristencslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristencslife.blogspot.com/feeds/8010817757769243971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4797619967989394947&amp;postID=8010817757769243971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4797619967989394947/posts/default/8010817757769243971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4797619967989394947/posts/default/8010817757769243971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristencslife.blogspot.com/2009/03/ear-nose-throat.html' title='Ear Nose Throat'/><author><name>Kristen Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13101395291081139149</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-4797619967989394947.post-2444843393894301040</id><published>2009-03-05T10:39:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T10:55:47.281-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Excited for Spring!</title><content type='html'>I woke up and looked out my window this morning to see a thin sheet of white blanketing the rooftops and sidewalks. The sun was shining reflecting the purity of the freshly fallen powder. As I drove to campus the sun began to melt the snow revealing patches of green grass and maroon bushes covering the campus grounds. The snow fell rapidly from the limp tree branches. The trees look old and weak without their leaves. They wait patiently for their blossoms to come and to add a splash of color to their dull appearance.&lt;br /&gt;I am impatiently waiting for the trees to blossom, for the grass to be green, for the sun to shine, and for flip flops to be the primary shoe being used from my wardrobe. Oh how I love spring. I love the hope that it brings. I love how the pastel colors slowly transition you into the bright colors of summer. I love how the snow is still on the tops of the mountains but the colors shine brightly in the valley. I am so excited for spring!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4797619967989394947-2444843393894301040?l=kristencslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristencslife.blogspot.com/feeds/2444843393894301040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4797619967989394947&amp;postID=2444843393894301040' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4797619967989394947/posts/default/2444843393894301040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4797619967989394947/posts/default/2444843393894301040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristencslife.blogspot.com/2009/03/excited-for-spring.html' title='Excited for Spring!'/><author><name>Kristen Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13101395291081139149</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-4797619967989394947.post-5452678076757778812</id><published>2009-03-01T22:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T23:00:51.735-08:00</updated><title type='text'>21!</title><content type='html'>I just had my birthday and it was great! I turned the big 21! I was woken up by two of my roommates and some adorable girls in my ward who made me a delicious breakfast! They are so nice! I had treats all day and officially gained 10 pounds but it was worth it! I had such a great birthday! I just wanted to say thank you so much!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4797619967989394947-5452678076757778812?l=kristencslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristencslife.blogspot.com/feeds/5452678076757778812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4797619967989394947&amp;postID=5452678076757778812' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4797619967989394947/posts/default/5452678076757778812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4797619967989394947/posts/default/5452678076757778812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristencslife.blogspot.com/2009/03/21.html' title='21!'/><author><name>Kristen Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13101395291081139149</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-4797619967989394947.post-4554680291925271505</id><published>2009-02-24T18:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T18:24:15.701-08:00</updated><title type='text'>to be blond or not to be blond</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_inHT7hZP9tk/SaSrrxr3t2I/AAAAAAAAANc/vVLUmTfP3_I/s1600-h/n741476628_1402420_3865.jpg"&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/_inHT7hZP9tk/SaSrrxr3t2I/AAAAAAAAANc/vVLUmTfP3_I/s320/n741476628_1402420_3865.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306555029509355362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_inHT7hZP9tk/SaSrr3DtFmI/AAAAAAAAANU/xsV_GapoLng/s1600-h/n1042500127_30150887_3684.jpg"&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/_inHT7hZP9tk/SaSrr3DtFmI/AAAAAAAAANU/xsV_GapoLng/s320/n1042500127_30150887_3684.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306555030951499362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been internally debating about going back to blond. The warm weather lately has made me think of summer. Summer always reminds me of being tan, the beach, reading books, and blond hair. My question is should I go back to blond or stay a brunette?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4797619967989394947-4554680291925271505?l=kristencslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristencslife.blogspot.com/feeds/4554680291925271505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4797619967989394947&amp;postID=4554680291925271505' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4797619967989394947/posts/default/4554680291925271505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4797619967989394947/posts/default/4554680291925271505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristencslife.blogspot.com/2009/02/to-be-blond-or-not-to-be-blond.html' title='to be blond or not to be blond'/><author><name>Kristen Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13101395291081139149</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/_inHT7hZP9tk/SaSrrxr3t2I/AAAAAAAAANc/vVLUmTfP3_I/s72-c/n741476628_1402420_3865.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4797619967989394947.post-7204198155442923310</id><published>2009-02-19T10:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T10:43:31.387-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Optimistic</title><content type='html'>I have decided that I am going to be more optimistic and look at the bright side of things. Here are a few great things that have happened to me this week. &lt;br /&gt;1. I was able to go home and enjoy a relaxing vacation in Southern California.&lt;br /&gt;2. I saw my adorable friend Sister Brianna Hobbins at work this week. It was so nice we got to talk about life and how the MTC has been so far. She is the most adorable girl ever. &lt;br /&gt;3. I brought more clothes from home so my wardrobe automatically expanded without having to spend any money. &lt;br /&gt;4. I have plans and have hung out with some friends that I have not seen in a while. &lt;br /&gt;5. I went to the temple this week! &lt;br /&gt;All of these little things have my week great so far. I am so grateful for the little things and be able to see the good in them. I am going to focus more on the little things instead of all the little problems.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4797619967989394947-7204198155442923310?l=kristencslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristencslife.blogspot.com/feeds/7204198155442923310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4797619967989394947&amp;postID=7204198155442923310' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4797619967989394947/posts/default/7204198155442923310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4797619967989394947/posts/default/7204198155442923310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristencslife.blogspot.com/2009/02/optimistic.html' title='Optimistic'/><author><name>Kristen Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13101395291081139149</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-4797619967989394947.post-1365633576129222894</id><published>2009-02-15T11:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T11:29:52.133-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ebi Sushi!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_inHT7hZP9tk/SZhsObg5DYI/AAAAAAAAANM/vGDtZXvphe0/s1600-h/sushi-mori1.jpg"&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/_inHT7hZP9tk/SZhsObg5DYI/AAAAAAAAANM/vGDtZXvphe0/s320/sushi-mori1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303107556388441474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love sushi! My favorite sushi place is Ebi Sushi. It is on the corner of Crown Valley and Golden Lantern. You walk into a small restaurant and are greeted by an adorable couple. They make you feel like you are their favorite customers. They have a large selection of rolls. My favorites are their Laguna Roll, Crunchy Roll, and their Love Roll. I would highly recommend going. If you ever are in the mood for sushi and a friendly environment drive over to Laguna Niguel and try Ebi Sushi. You will not be disappointed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4797619967989394947-1365633576129222894?l=kristencslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristencslife.blogspot.com/feeds/1365633576129222894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4797619967989394947&amp;postID=1365633576129222894' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4797619967989394947/posts/default/1365633576129222894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4797619967989394947/posts/default/1365633576129222894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristencslife.blogspot.com/2009/02/ebi-sushi.html' title='Ebi Sushi!'/><author><name>Kristen Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13101395291081139149</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/_inHT7hZP9tk/SZhsObg5DYI/AAAAAAAAANM/vGDtZXvphe0/s72-c/sushi-mori1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4797619967989394947.post-5249016393511047123</id><published>2009-02-14T16:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T16:46:50.997-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Valentines Day!</title><content type='html'>I am at home sweet home and loving it! My valentines day has been so nice! I have spent time with my never failing valentines ... the family!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4797619967989394947-5249016393511047123?l=kristencslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristencslife.blogspot.com/feeds/5249016393511047123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4797619967989394947&amp;postID=5249016393511047123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4797619967989394947/posts/default/5249016393511047123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4797619967989394947/posts/default/5249016393511047123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristencslife.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-valentines-day.html' title='Happy Valentines Day!'/><author><name>Kristen Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13101395291081139149</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-4797619967989394947.post-7055328571556142091</id><published>2009-02-08T22:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T22:33:38.569-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life Long Goals!</title><content type='html'>I know that a lot of these will never happen. I can always hope and try to make things happen! hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;1. Run a Marathon &lt;br /&gt;2. Do a triathlon &lt;br /&gt;3. Always be worthy to go to the Temple&lt;br /&gt;4. Get married in the Temple &lt;br /&gt;5. Have children&lt;br /&gt;6. Adopt children from another race&lt;br /&gt;7. Be willing to try new things&lt;br /&gt;8. Always strive to learn more &lt;br /&gt;9. Go to New York (I would really love to live in New York) &lt;br /&gt;10. Get my masters&lt;br /&gt;11. Serve Others&lt;br /&gt;12. Be kind and nice to everyone&lt;br /&gt;13. Travel throughout Europe&lt;br /&gt;14. Go on a service trip&lt;br /&gt;15. Be Healthy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4797619967989394947-7055328571556142091?l=kristencslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristencslife.blogspot.com/feeds/7055328571556142091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4797619967989394947&amp;postID=7055328571556142091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4797619967989394947/posts/default/7055328571556142091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4797619967989394947/posts/default/7055328571556142091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristencslife.blogspot.com/2009/02/life-long-goals.html' title='Life Long Goals!'/><author><name>Kristen Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13101395291081139149</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-4797619967989394947.post-7565882293854087726</id><published>2009-02-05T22:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T22:42:32.483-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Early Birthday to ME!</title><content type='html'>My birthday is not until March First! I am turning 21! Most people go to Las Vegas and celebrate with a ton of people at a huge birthday. I cannot picture a better birthday than going to the beach and being enthralled in a good book. Yes I know I am pathetic but its the truth. My big birthday present this year is a trip home for presidents day weekend. I am getting away from the cold and going home to southern California. I cannot wait. I do not want or need much. I am just excited to relax and enjoy the weather and location of my home town.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4797619967989394947-7565882293854087726?l=kristencslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristencslife.blogspot.com/feeds/7565882293854087726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4797619967989394947&amp;postID=7565882293854087726' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4797619967989394947/posts/default/7565882293854087726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4797619967989394947/posts/default/7565882293854087726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristencslife.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-early-birthday-to-me.html' title='Happy Early Birthday to ME!'/><author><name>Kristen Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13101395291081139149</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-4797619967989394947.post-8249896435613834472</id><published>2009-02-03T17:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T18:04:28.073-08:00</updated><title type='text'>GLASSES!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_inHT7hZP9tk/SYj3kyvXtHI/AAAAAAAAANE/pHLCmP-VQGs/s1600-h/Photo+157.jpg"&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/_inHT7hZP9tk/SYj3kyvXtHI/AAAAAAAAANE/pHLCmP-VQGs/s320/Photo+157.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298757173069198450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_inHT7hZP9tk/SYj3kpLSsDI/AAAAAAAAAM8/5yAjW841g3Q/s1600-h/Photo+158.jpg"&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/_inHT7hZP9tk/SYj3kpLSsDI/AAAAAAAAAM8/5yAjW841g3Q/s320/Photo+158.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298757170501955634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_inHT7hZP9tk/SYj3kl_K44I/AAAAAAAAAM0/IWvvGbG7c7M/s1600-h/Photo+146.jpg"&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/_inHT7hZP9tk/SYj3kl_K44I/AAAAAAAAAM0/IWvvGbG7c7M/s320/Photo+146.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298757169645806466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got my new glasses about a week or so ago and I love them! I have them for reading but I think they are so cute! What do you think of my glasses? Its totally okay if you think they are nerdy! I totally am a nerd! That is what I do best!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4797619967989394947-8249896435613834472?l=kristencslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristencslife.blogspot.com/feeds/8249896435613834472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4797619967989394947&amp;postID=8249896435613834472' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4797619967989394947/posts/default/8249896435613834472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4797619967989394947/posts/default/8249896435613834472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristencslife.blogspot.com/2009/02/glasses.html' title='GLASSES!'/><author><name>Kristen Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13101395291081139149</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/_inHT7hZP9tk/SYj3kyvXtHI/AAAAAAAAANE/pHLCmP-VQGs/s72-c/Photo+157.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4797619967989394947.post-73843448609094416</id><published>2009-02-02T21:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T21:43:28.766-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eating Healthy ... again!</title><content type='html'>I love eating healthy! My fridge is full of fresh fruits and veggies. My pantry has whole wheat bread, pasta and brown rice. Since coming back to school I have eaten healthy and loved it. Then about two weeks ago I heard a disturbing rumor about me. I was confronted by a friend who asked me if I had an eating disorder. Okay if you know me you know that this could not be farther from the truth. I have lost about 20 pounds over the past two years but I worked extremely hard. I was always healthy during my weight loss process. So after hearing this ridiculous rumor I started eating bad! Junk food galore! I am getting back to my old ways of eating healthy. I am excited. I have sweet potatoes, salads, chicken, brown rice, carrots, bell peppers, apples, blueberries, and so many more delicious food. I am excited to start eating healthy again! Do not worry though junk food is still part of my diet. It is just not my main food source right now! So does anybody else like eating healthy? I might even start posting my favorite healthy recipes!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4797619967989394947-73843448609094416?l=kristencslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristencslife.blogspot.com/feeds/73843448609094416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4797619967989394947&amp;postID=73843448609094416' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4797619967989394947/posts/default/73843448609094416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4797619967989394947/posts/default/73843448609094416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristencslife.blogspot.com/2009/02/eating-healthy-again.html' title='Eating Healthy ... again!'/><author><name>Kristen Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13101395291081139149</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-4797619967989394947.post-1569946738794716371</id><published>2009-02-01T19:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T19:52:04.287-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Emotional!</title><content type='html'>(Pass by this post please! This is one of those that I use my blog for my journal entry posts!) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not one to get emotional. I hardly ever cry. I normally keep things to myself and show emotions in other ways. Today however I have been a basket case. For some strange reason all the things that I should have cried about for the past year it feels like have decided to come back and open the flood gates today. I think I just realized how much I have grown as a person and how much I still have to go!&lt;br /&gt;I cried in relief society because I thought of my sister and when I was told that she had broken her neck and was almost paralyzed. I should have cried then but I did not. Instead I helped out by constantly going to the hospital and making sure the house was clean. &lt;br /&gt;I cried because I realized how hard it was to get hurt and go home. I should have cried then or when I was in immense pain but I did not! I put on a tough face and sucked it up. &lt;br /&gt;I cried because I am so grateful for my friends and then people who got me out of the house when I was home those two months. I am eternally grateful to Summer, because she allowed me to be her ball and chain when I was home. She got me off my bed and doing something when I was home. I needed that more than I can ever say. I needed a friend when I was home and she was that friend. I know that she will never realize how much that meant to me but I am so grateful. I owe her big time. &lt;br /&gt;I cried because I realized that my chronic sinus infection is not getting better and I need to go back to the doctors. I cried because last time I was there they said that I might have to get surgery. I cried because I am scared. &lt;br /&gt;I cried because I am so grateful for my Lord and Savior Jesus Christ. I know that He lives and loves me. I know that everything I have been through over the past year and especially the past six months He has been through more. I know that He atoned for our sins. I am so grateful for the Atonement. I am so grateful that through Him I can return to live with Him and my Father and Heaven again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though my tears are drying these feelings will never change. I will always remember how much I love my sister, and my family. I am so grateful that she is okay. I will always be happy that I went home for those two months because I got better! I will always be grateful for my friends that helped me. I will always love them. I will always be scared and want better health. I will never forget that feeling when you are told that your health is not that  great. I will ALWAYS Love and be Grateful for My LORD and SAVIOR!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4797619967989394947-1569946738794716371?l=kristencslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristencslife.blogspot.com/feeds/1569946738794716371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4797619967989394947&amp;postID=1569946738794716371' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4797619967989394947/posts/default/1569946738794716371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4797619967989394947/posts/default/1569946738794716371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristencslife.blogspot.com/2009/02/emotional.html' title='Emotional!'/><author><name>Kristen Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13101395291081139149</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-4797619967989394947.post-6141312870073162491</id><published>2009-01-28T20:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T22:19:12.746-08:00</updated><title type='text'>20 Facts!</title><content type='html'>I am only 20 for a little bit longer. After getting tagged by a friend. I decided to put 20 strange things about me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I have always been extremely flexible. One time when we were at a doctors appointment my mom asked why can my daughter twist her body in such a strange way? The doctor did a short series of tests and told me that I was double jointed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I love nutrition. I took nutrition 100 for fun my freshman year in college. I loved reading the text book and found it very interesting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.I can stick my fist in my mouth. It is disgusting and one of my strange talents. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.I did not kiss someone until I was 16! I made a deal with my girl friends and made a guy wait 2 months to kiss me. I was so nervous when it actually happened. He planned it all out and I almost did not do it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. When I had blond hair people thought that I was Jessica Simpson. I got asked that on a regular basis. I also have been hit on by celebrities. I am the worst at knowing if someone is famous. I will have a full blown conversation and then someone will be like "Kristen do you know who you were talking to?" I never do. I just treat everyone the same. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I kicked myself in the head when I was a cheerleader in High School and had to sit out and ice the big red bump. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. I have a horrible habit of playing with my hair. I have always had a strange habit. I used to suck my thumb, then I cracked my knuckles, and now I play with my hair. I need to stop it is so annoying! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. I am quite possibly the worst volley ball player ever. I do love sports though. ESPN is one of my favorite shows. I watch it all the time. I will play all sports even though I am very uncoordinated. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.I love changing up my hair. I have had almost every color blond and am now enjoying the brunette color range. Whats next ... maybe red? haha I am just kidding Mom do not freak out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.My sister broke her neck and I got in a car accident and injured my neck and back in the same summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. I love the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter - day Saints and know that it is true. I know that Heavenly Father loves us and He sent His son to die for us. I know that families can be together forever. I know that the Book of Mormon is true. I know that the Bible is true. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. It takes a lot for me to like somebody. I date a lot but I do not fall easily. I usually fall for athletes though. It is a curse. My friends make fun of me when they realize how many different athletes from different sports and teams I have dated. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. The Bachelor is my favorite show! I watch it religiously. My friend Erin and I used to watch it every week in high school. My roommates and I now watch it all the time. I really want to try out. I think it would be way fun. I would never make it past the intense screening but its all about the experience right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. I like being clean. I do get messy just like everyone sometimes. I am always sweeping doing dishes putting stuff away etc. and I do not mind. When I am at home in California I never clean or anything because I feel like it is my vacation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. I enjoy being independent. I am completely comfortable doing stuff by myself. It is a really big problem. I get annoyed when people are too clingy or want to hang out all the time. I need my personal space. It is something I am working on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. I used to be so skinny that my mom had to get me french fries every day to gain weight. Too bad I do not have that problem anymore. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. I had a swing chain take out a chunk of my head when I was a little girl. It was the worst summer of my life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Throwing up is my biggest fear. I hate it. I have walked out of movies because of throw up scenes. Yes it is embarrassing to admit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. I do not get in fights. The only person I have ever gotten in a fight with is my sister. We always get in a fight and then a few seconds later its over and we are best friends. I cannot hold a grudge. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. I trip on a daily basis. It is pretty annoying. I tripped in middle school one time with a skirt on and totally flashed everyone my bright pink leopard print underwear. Seventeen magazine trauma moment about seven years past deadline here we come!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4797619967989394947-6141312870073162491?l=kristencslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristencslife.blogspot.com/feeds/6141312870073162491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4797619967989394947&amp;postID=6141312870073162491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4797619967989394947/posts/default/6141312870073162491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4797619967989394947/posts/default/6141312870073162491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristencslife.blogspot.com/2009/01/25-facts.html' title='20 Facts!'/><author><name>Kristen Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13101395291081139149</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-4797619967989394947.post-2461068378532383248</id><published>2009-01-26T00:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T00:15:31.050-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kristen Improvement</title><content type='html'>I am far from perfect. I know that I will never be. I also know that I am not a horrible person but there is always room for improvement. I have some small goals for myself to help me progress in the right direction. &lt;br /&gt;1. Study more efficiently! &lt;br /&gt;2. No more leading guys on!&lt;br /&gt;3. Be healthier (no more getting injured or sick)!&lt;br /&gt;4. Read my scriptures more and go to the temple more!&lt;br /&gt;5. Be smarter with my money!&lt;br /&gt;6. Do not talk bad about people! &lt;br /&gt;7. Be more patient! &lt;br /&gt;8. Be kinder! &lt;br /&gt;9. Be more organized!&lt;br /&gt;10. Be positive!&lt;br /&gt;I do not need to make huge leaps in bounds but small steps will help!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4797619967989394947-2461068378532383248?l=kristencslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristencslife.blogspot.com/feeds/2461068378532383248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4797619967989394947&amp;postID=2461068378532383248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4797619967989394947/posts/default/2461068378532383248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4797619967989394947/posts/default/2461068378532383248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristencslife.blogspot.com/2009/01/kristen-improvement.html' title='Kristen Improvement'/><author><name>Kristen Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13101395291081139149</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-4797619967989394947.post-8861551800615821785</id><published>2009-01-25T14:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T14:43:26.256-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Party like its 2009!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_inHT7hZP9tk/SXzqzEX8FOI/AAAAAAAAAMs/lXzGF1UgECE/s1600-h/n1047600137_30207331_6635.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 205px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_inHT7hZP9tk/SXzqzEX8FOI/AAAAAAAAAMs/lXzGF1UgECE/s320/n1047600137_30207331_6635.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295365424949236962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_inHT7hZP9tk/SXzqy_k4e2I/AAAAAAAAAMk/qn-9nYnIvYM/s1600-h/n1047600137_30207324_4652.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_inHT7hZP9tk/SXzqy_k4e2I/AAAAAAAAAMk/qn-9nYnIvYM/s320/n1047600137_30207324_4652.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295365423661349730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A group of my guy friends planned a "kiss at new years party!" It was a huge dance party up in a Park City Cabin. Everyone had to dress up  and bring a date! It was so much fun! I have now decided that 2009 is the ultimate party year!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4797619967989394947-8861551800615821785?l=kristencslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristencslife.blogspot.com/feeds/8861551800615821785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4797619967989394947&amp;postID=8861551800615821785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4797619967989394947/posts/default/8861551800615821785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4797619967989394947/posts/default/8861551800615821785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristencslife.blogspot.com/2009/01/party-like-its-2009.html' title='Party like its 2009!'/><author><name>Kristen Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13101395291081139149</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/_inHT7hZP9tk/SXzqzEX8FOI/AAAAAAAAAMs/lXzGF1UgECE/s72-c/n1047600137_30207331_6635.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4797619967989394947.post-7059848618874599288</id><published>2009-01-11T20:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T08:35:47.636-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I love the 80s!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_inHT7hZP9tk/SWrFhtkOThI/AAAAAAAAAMY/Mal8cETvyRo/s1600-h/s1042500127_30292843_1073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 130px; height: 86px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_inHT7hZP9tk/SWrFhtkOThI/AAAAAAAAAMY/Mal8cETvyRo/s320/s1042500127_30292843_1073.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290257895257951762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_inHT7hZP9tk/SWrFhqN17cI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/Oq5ZAK7_a80/s1600-h/s1042500127_30292853_3352.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 130px; height: 86px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_inHT7hZP9tk/SWrFhqN17cI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/Oq5ZAK7_a80/s320/s1042500127_30292853_3352.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290257894358773186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was born and lived briefly during the 80s! I am so grateful for this colorful decade! A large group of us got together to celebrate our first Thursday back in P-Town! We then decided to celebrate by going 80s dancing! It was soooooo much fun! It is not my scene as much anymore but it was fun to get ready and go crazy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4797619967989394947-7059848618874599288?l=kristencslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristencslife.blogspot.com/feeds/7059848618874599288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4797619967989394947&amp;postID=7059848618874599288' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4797619967989394947/posts/default/7059848618874599288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4797619967989394947/posts/default/7059848618874599288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristencslife.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-love-80s.html' title='I love the 80s!'/><author><name>Kristen Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13101395291081139149</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/_inHT7hZP9tk/SWrFhtkOThI/AAAAAAAAAMY/Mal8cETvyRo/s72-c/s1042500127_30292843_1073.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4797619967989394947.post-9044866852485088634</id><published>2008-12-25T16:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T16:05:49.792-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Book Suggestions!</title><content type='html'>I am in definite need for a new read ... I have already read the books in my library and my sisters. I have attempted to look through my mothers but I end up falling asleep during most of them. I know it is rather pathetic to admit. I need a good entertaining book to read! If you have any suggestions let me know! What is your favorite book? What are you reading right now?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4797619967989394947-9044866852485088634?l=kristencslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristencslife.blogspot.com/feeds/9044866852485088634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4797619967989394947&amp;postID=9044866852485088634' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4797619967989394947/posts/default/9044866852485088634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4797619967989394947/posts/default/9044866852485088634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristencslife.blogspot.com/2008/12/book-suggestions.html' title='Book Suggestions!'/><author><name>Kristen Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13101395291081139149</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-4797619967989394947.post-6500566358413708238</id><published>2008-12-25T16:02:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T16:02:54.658-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas!</title><content type='html'>I hope you have a Merry Christmas!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4797619967989394947-6500566358413708238?l=kristencslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristencslife.blogspot.com/feeds/6500566358413708238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4797619967989394947&amp;postID=6500566358413708238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4797619967989394947/posts/default/6500566358413708238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4797619967989394947/posts/default/6500566358413708238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristencslife.blogspot.com/2008/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas!'/><author><name>Kristen Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13101395291081139149</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-4797619967989394947.post-3845029027854961544</id><published>2008-12-14T16:07:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T16:28:45.419-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to Normal!</title><content type='html'>After three months of moving at a slower pace I have finally accelerated back to my normal pace. This week has been great because I have been really busy. I started working out again (I am so so very sick of being out of shape)! I got a job at Nordstroms! I have been helping out with Savior of the World! I have been baby sitting like a mad woman! Every day this week started at around six in the morning and ended at around two in the morning. It is great to be busy again. So I guess the whole point of his is to say that I am back! I am back to me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4797619967989394947-3845029027854961544?l=kristencslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristencslife.blogspot.com/feeds/3845029027854961544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4797619967989394947&amp;postID=3845029027854961544' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4797619967989394947/posts/default/3845029027854961544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4797619967989394947/posts/default/3845029027854961544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristencslife.blogspot.com/2008/12/back-to-normal.html' title='Back to Normal!'/><author><name>Kristen Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13101395291081139149</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-4797619967989394947.post-5905900814563883212</id><published>2008-12-04T19:44:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T20:02:15.609-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its Chirstmas Time Again</title><content type='html'>I love Christmas! The delicious smell of Christmas trees, cinnamon, chocolate, and freshly baked treats fill the whole house. Christmas lights paint the town with new sparkly colors. Santa Claus promises to bring toys to all the good little girls and boys. Christmas is such a special time of year. As a child the simple joys of Santa coming and bringing new toys, and plenty of treats was what brought the most joy to me over the holiday season. As I have gotten older I could care less what Santa brings. I have come to appreciate the real meaning of Christmas. I look forward to participating in the simple acts of kindness that brighten up someones day. I look forward to giving gifts rather than receiving them. I look forward to reading the Christmas story and being even more grateful for my Lord and Savior Jesus Christ. So this Christmas I plan on serving more. I think that it is the greatest gift I can give.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4797619967989394947-5905900814563883212?l=kristencslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristencslife.blogspot.com/feeds/5905900814563883212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4797619967989394947&amp;postID=5905900814563883212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4797619967989394947/posts/default/5905900814563883212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4797619967989394947/posts/default/5905900814563883212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristencslife.blogspot.com/2008/12/its-chirstmas.html' title='Its Chirstmas Time Again'/><author><name>Kristen Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13101395291081139149</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-4797619967989394947.post-7821223802219268636</id><published>2008-11-24T22:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T22:59:34.664-08:00</updated><title type='text'>More Health Problems!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_inHT7hZP9tk/SSuhCBqhyZI/AAAAAAAAAMI/P0jfaR_JoXM/s1600-h/images-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 129px; height: 124px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_inHT7hZP9tk/SSuhCBqhyZI/AAAAAAAAAMI/P0jfaR_JoXM/s320/images-3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272484844945918354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_inHT7hZP9tk/SSuhB5ZZSTI/AAAAAAAAAMA/_8_M-6Rh70c/s1600-h/images-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 96px; height: 124px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_inHT7hZP9tk/SSuhB5ZZSTI/AAAAAAAAAMA/_8_M-6Rh70c/s320/images-2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272484842726574386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is my deal? This year has been a non stop health problems! &lt;br /&gt;I had this rash that I noticed a week ago. I thought it was just dry skin or hives but it continued to be there. I went to the doctor today and found out that I have pityriasis rosea! Do not worry it is not contagious it just looks disgusting. I also had a question about my sinus problem and new chesty cough. The doctor informed me that I have chronic sinus problems due to allergies and the cough is just caused by the dripping into my throat. I know it is a lot of information and really gross but it is just my luck this year I guess. Lets just see what other kind of sicknesses I can get this year. haha! I am going to get better though.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4797619967989394947-7821223802219268636?l=kristencslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristencslife.blogspot.com/feeds/7821223802219268636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4797619967989394947&amp;postID=7821223802219268636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4797619967989394947/posts/default/7821223802219268636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4797619967989394947/posts/default/7821223802219268636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristencslife.blogspot.com/2008/11/more-health-problems.html' title='More Health Problems!'/><author><name>Kristen Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13101395291081139149</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/_inHT7hZP9tk/SSuhCBqhyZI/AAAAAAAAAMI/P0jfaR_JoXM/s72-c/images-3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4797619967989394947.post-1441170912723686195</id><published>2008-11-22T17:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T18:22:45.522-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My thoughts on the Twilight Movie</title><content type='html'>I decided not to go to the midnight showing. I went the next evening with my mother. I enjoyed the movie. I thought that there were a lot of pros and cons. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_inHT7hZP9tk/SSi5bClPuqI/AAAAAAAAALo/dM5JrfSkG20/s1600-h/images-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 92px; height: 138px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_inHT7hZP9tk/SSi5bClPuqI/AAAAAAAAALo/dM5JrfSkG20/s320/images-3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271667238037863074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I thought Bella was perfect for the role. She was exactly who I imagined. She was beautiful in a way that every boy noticed but she did not believe. She was smart, uncoordinated, quiet, and kind. She was brave and mature. I was all around impressed with her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_inHT7hZP9tk/SSi6i_-G64I/AAAAAAAAALw/12Hw9VySgSw/s1600-h/images-4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 93px; height: 139px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_inHT7hZP9tk/SSi6i_-G64I/AAAAAAAAALw/12Hw9VySgSw/s320/images-4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271668474287418242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edward was amazing. Like most I was skeptical to how you could bring this beautiful fantasy to life but they did it. He was charming, kind, and awkward. You could tell he was torn between loving her, ruining his family, and hurting her. I always imagined their love to be awkward with a lot of sexual tension. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_inHT7hZP9tk/SSi79tOhObI/AAAAAAAAAL4/0qxBSPh5UMM/s1600-h/edward-and-bella-twilight-series-759224_800_488.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 195px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_inHT7hZP9tk/SSi79tOhObI/AAAAAAAAAL4/0qxBSPh5UMM/s320/edward-and-bella-twilight-series-759224_800_488.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271670032624073138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one thing i did not like about their relationship in the movie was the lack of sexual tension and courting. In the book she is obsessed with him and he disapears from time to time in the begining. She was depressed whenever he was gone. They missed the scene filled with the most awkward sexual tension during the movie in biology. I felt like the relationship did not build the same way it was built in the book. He came to her room a lot more in the book. I thought it was strange that there was only one kissing scene.I also thought that they missed a lot of basic courting that was missed. &lt;br /&gt;I think they did a good job with the budget and am already planning to see it again. I know I am pathetic.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4797619967989394947-1441170912723686195?l=kristencslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristencslife.blogspot.com/feeds/1441170912723686195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4797619967989394947&amp;postID=1441170912723686195' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4797619967989394947/posts/default/1441170912723686195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4797619967989394947/posts/default/1441170912723686195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristencslife.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-thoughts-on-twilight-movie.html' title='My thoughts on the Twilight Movie'/><author><name>Kristen Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13101395291081139149</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/_inHT7hZP9tk/SSi5bClPuqI/AAAAAAAAALo/dM5JrfSkG20/s72-c/images-3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4797619967989394947.post-2169435502233541341</id><published>2008-11-16T18:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T09:34:31.239-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cant Wait ... for TWILIGHT!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_inHT7hZP9tk/SSDWyIi90cI/AAAAAAAAALg/zQ2dH2LEnEU/s1600-h/103108_twilight11w_400X400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_inHT7hZP9tk/SSDWyIi90cI/AAAAAAAAALg/zQ2dH2LEnEU/s320/103108_twilight11w_400X400.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269447720799424962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so excited for the twilight movie to come out! I loved the books and am excited to see what the movie is going to be like! I am going to the midnight showing and am so stoked! I just cannot wait!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4797619967989394947-2169435502233541341?l=kristencslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristencslife.blogspot.com/feeds/2169435502233541341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4797619967989394947&amp;postID=2169435502233541341' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4797619967989394947/posts/default/2169435502233541341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4797619967989394947/posts/default/2169435502233541341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristencslife.blogspot.com/2008/11/cant-wait-for-twilight.html' title='Cant Wait ... for TWILIGHT!!!!!!'/><author><name>Kristen Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13101395291081139149</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/_inHT7hZP9tk/SSDWyIi90cI/AAAAAAAAALg/zQ2dH2LEnEU/s72-c/103108_twilight11w_400X400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4797619967989394947.post-1015058792194922934</id><published>2008-11-16T15:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T15:41:38.651-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My life is ... pretty great!</title><content type='html'>It is so easy to look at other people and think that their life is perfect. I have realized a lot lately that nobody's life is perfect. Everyone has problems. I am happy with my life. I have decided that my life may not be perfect but it is perfect right now for me. I have been blessed a lot. I am not going to dwell on things that I do not have. I am going to focus on all the great things that I do have!1&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4797619967989394947-1015058792194922934?l=kristencslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristencslife.blogspot.com/feeds/1015058792194922934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4797619967989394947&amp;postID=1015058792194922934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4797619967989394947/posts/default/1015058792194922934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4797619967989394947/posts/default/1015058792194922934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristencslife.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-life-is-pretty-great.html' title='My life is ... pretty great!'/><author><name>Kristen Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13101395291081139149</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-4797619967989394947.post-1484348707654131564</id><published>2008-11-16T14:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T15:26:17.897-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Missing Friends!</title><content type='html'>You can pass this post if you would like because it is a bit of a pitty party post. I know that coming home was the right thing to do. I can already tell a huge difference in my health. I do not have a sinus infection, or a virus any more. My back does not hurt constantly anymore. I feel rested and relaxed. I have not taken the Soma's in over a week. I have hardly taken any pain relievers as well. I know that I am healing from this injury faster than I would if I was up at school. BUT I miss my friends and family. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_inHT7hZP9tk/SSCmK01es_I/AAAAAAAAAK4/BHJANlahssg/s1600-h/n17826764_36297934_1437.jpg"&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/_inHT7hZP9tk/SSCmK01es_I/AAAAAAAAAK4/BHJANlahssg/s320/n17826764_36297934_1437.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269394268935336946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my friends from my freshman year. They are so fun and always keep me on my toes. We are always there for each other. We may not hang out as much as we used to because we are all so busy but we are friends for life.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_inHT7hZP9tk/SSCnuZyIs0I/AAAAAAAAALA/afUmFSCGdDw/s1600-h/n741476628_965917_3302.jpg"&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/_inHT7hZP9tk/SSCnuZyIs0I/AAAAAAAAALA/afUmFSCGdDw/s320/n741476628_965917_3302.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269395979660473154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my roommates. They are all so kind, nice, smart, funny, loving, beautiful, spiritual, clean, healthy,and just amazing. I cannot wait to be up there living with them again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_inHT7hZP9tk/SSCouaN-b_I/AAAAAAAAALI/DeEE9gpYi60/s1600-h/n89800109_30457832_7320.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_inHT7hZP9tk/SSCouaN-b_I/AAAAAAAAALI/DeEE9gpYi60/s320/n89800109_30457832_7320.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269397079288868850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my sister and cousin a lot. I talk to my sister all the time. We are so different but we are best friends. She is so beautiful and kind. I love her and would do anything for her. She is so kind, smart, strong, and everything else. My cousin Ali is one of my favorites. She is so nice and funny. She is great and strong. I love them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_inHT7hZP9tk/SSCp-dvJzrI/AAAAAAAAALY/cgpi5UEWmGM/s1600-h/n665875193_1464326_2681-1.jpg"&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/_inHT7hZP9tk/SSCp-dvJzrI/AAAAAAAAALY/cgpi5UEWmGM/s320/n665875193_1464326_2681-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269398454622867122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_inHT7hZP9tk/SSCp-Tspc4I/AAAAAAAAALQ/9DjNfRvTUgg/s1600-h/n602785400_4550460_6017.jpg"&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/_inHT7hZP9tk/SSCp-Tspc4I/AAAAAAAAALQ/9DjNfRvTUgg/s320/n602785400_4550460_6017.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269398451928003458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my friends that I spent a lot of this year with. The girls in the apartment across the hall always laugh at me and keep me on my toes. I am excited to get better and see everyone again!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4797619967989394947-1484348707654131564?l=kristencslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristencslife.blogspot.com/feeds/1484348707654131564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4797619967989394947&amp;postID=1484348707654131564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4797619967989394947/posts/default/1484348707654131564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4797619967989394947/posts/default/1484348707654131564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristencslife.blogspot.com/2008/11/missing-friends.html' title='Missing Friends!'/><author><name>Kristen Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13101395291081139149</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/_inHT7hZP9tk/SSCmK01es_I/AAAAAAAAAK4/BHJANlahssg/s72-c/n17826764_36297934_1437.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4797619967989394947.post-2322269261616953710</id><published>2008-11-12T23:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T23:27:13.139-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting Back in Shape After an Injury</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_inHT7hZP9tk/SRvSt2wpSUI/AAAAAAAAAKs/1iLU90Ilfm0/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 131px; height: 87px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_inHT7hZP9tk/SRvSt2wpSUI/AAAAAAAAAKs/1iLU90Ilfm0/s320/images.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268035874375420226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_inHT7hZP9tk/SRvSthWBi-I/AAAAAAAAAKk/CInRqItiZU4/s1600-h/images-4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 128px; height: 96px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_inHT7hZP9tk/SRvSthWBi-I/AAAAAAAAAKk/CInRqItiZU4/s320/images-4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268035868626619362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_inHT7hZP9tk/SRvStXmwXTI/AAAAAAAAAKc/1vXGTYgY6Es/s1600-h/images-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 138px; height: 102px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_inHT7hZP9tk/SRvStXmwXTI/AAAAAAAAAKc/1vXGTYgY6Es/s320/images-3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268035866012441906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_inHT7hZP9tk/SRvStX7X7BI/AAAAAAAAAKU/5KQuUhrxOg0/s1600-h/images-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 103px; height: 121px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_inHT7hZP9tk/SRvStX7X7BI/AAAAAAAAAKU/5KQuUhrxOg0/s320/images-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268035866098920466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love working out. It helps me concentrate better, calm down, and most importantly look better. Before my injury I was a bit of a gym rat. I would go to kickboxing, running, cycling, pilates, yoga, weights, and of course dancing. After my accident I have had to rest and not work out! Now I am getting back into a very basic work out routine! I go walking three to four times a week and do some of my previous physical therapy work out routines. Even though this is a lot more mellow than my normal routine I can already tell a difference. I have learned that it does not always matter what you do as long as you work out. Sometimes you have to take it easy because your body needs to heal.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4797619967989394947-2322269261616953710?l=kristencslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristencslife.blogspot.com/feeds/2322269261616953710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4797619967989394947&amp;postID=2322269261616953710' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4797619967989394947/posts/default/2322269261616953710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4797619967989394947/posts/default/2322269261616953710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristencslife.blogspot.com/2008/11/getting-back-in-shape-after-injury.html' title='Getting Back in Shape After an Injury'/><author><name>Kristen Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13101395291081139149</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/_inHT7hZP9tk/SRvSt2wpSUI/AAAAAAAAAKs/1iLU90Ilfm0/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4797619967989394947.post-8136989922350703852</id><published>2008-11-07T20:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T20:49:41.785-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Home and Getting Better!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_inHT7hZP9tk/SRUaD1odTiI/AAAAAAAAAKM/6XIEdWJrtNU/s1600-h/images-1.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 124px; height: 110px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_inHT7hZP9tk/SRUaD1odTiI/AAAAAAAAAKM/6XIEdWJrtNU/s320/images-1.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266143992518364706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Sunday my dad and I woke up at 6:30 in the morning and made the long drive from Utah to Southern California. My Dad drove the entire time since I was drugged up the entire time. When I got home I was greeted by my mothers warm love and affection, and the shock of how much my brother has grown. The next morning I woke up and went to my first doctors appointment of the week. The next day I went to go get x- rays! Then later on the last day I went to the doctors for the third time that week. I have already noticed a difference in my back just from being at home. I have been sleeping, not carrying heavy things, taking prescriptions for my sinus infection and  my back. I think that I will be able to come back to school a lot healthier. I am so grateful for my friends and family who have been helping me in my heeling process.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4797619967989394947-8136989922350703852?l=kristencslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristencslife.blogspot.com/feeds/8136989922350703852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4797619967989394947&amp;postID=8136989922350703852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4797619967989394947/posts/default/8136989922350703852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4797619967989394947/posts/default/8136989922350703852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristencslife.blogspot.com/2008/11/home-and-getting-better.html' title='Home and Getting Better!'/><author><name>Kristen Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13101395291081139149</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/_inHT7hZP9tk/SRUaD1odTiI/AAAAAAAAAKM/6XIEdWJrtNU/s72-c/images-1.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4797619967989394947.post-2329597789080029341</id><published>2008-11-02T20:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T08:41:31.033-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween!!</title><content type='html'>I had a way mellow Halloween! I had plans to party hop and be out all night, but my night ended up being rather relaxing. I started off the night getting ready with my roommates and then ended up going to my great friend Sandy's! Her and her brother made delicious corn chowder and rolls. After devouring a delicious dinner we watched "The Village." We then decided that we wanted to go dancing. We were at the party for no more than fifteen minutes when we decided to go home and relax. It was way fun! I thought my costume was funny and for those who have seen "She's the Man" found it rather funny! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_inHT7hZP9tk/SQ5_szuRArI/AAAAAAAAAKE/luHMLEiOaUM/s1600-h/n17812483_36388788_6824.jpg"&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/_inHT7hZP9tk/SQ5_szuRArI/AAAAAAAAAKE/luHMLEiOaUM/s320/n17812483_36388788_6824.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264285422217921202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sandy and I on Halloween!! She is an adorable cat and I am Eunice from "She's the Man"!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4797619967989394947-2329597789080029341?l=kristencslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristencslife.blogspot.com/feeds/2329597789080029341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4797619967989394947&amp;postID=2329597789080029341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4797619967989394947/posts/default/2329597789080029341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4797619967989394947/posts/default/2329597789080029341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristencslife.blogspot.com/2008/11/halloween.html' title='Halloween!!'/><author><name>Kristen Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13101395291081139149</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/_inHT7hZP9tk/SQ5_szuRArI/AAAAAAAAAKE/luHMLEiOaUM/s72-c/n17812483_36388788_6824.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4797619967989394947.post-8154336368349496232</id><published>2008-10-30T17:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T19:03:29.042-07:00</updated><title type='text'>College Semester Dropout</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_inHT7hZP9tk/SQpnGV_uh-I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/4XgH_jXxRh0/s1600-h/images-4.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 130px; height: 79px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_inHT7hZP9tk/SQpnGV_uh-I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/4XgH_jXxRh0/s320/images-4.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263132473217157090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am very stubborn. I do not like to admit that I am hurt, having a bad day, or anything that would make me appear weak. After my car accident in August I have tried to pretend like I am okay even though I am constantly in pain. I cannot study for more than twenty minutes. I cannot sit in the testing center for more than thirty minutes without wanting to cry. I am constantly hurting and not getting any better. After much deliberation I have decided to go home and get better. I am differing for the rest of the semester and coming home to heal. I am going to come back to sunny california to spend time with the doctor, physical therapy, and whatever other treatments I can do to allow my back to heal. It is the best thing for me to do right now. I am excited to see my family and to get better!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4797619967989394947-8154336368349496232?l=kristencslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristencslife.blogspot.com/feeds/8154336368349496232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4797619967989394947&amp;postID=8154336368349496232' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4797619967989394947/posts/default/8154336368349496232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4797619967989394947/posts/default/8154336368349496232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristencslife.blogspot.com/2008/10/college-semester-dropout.html' title='College Semester Dropout'/><author><name>Kristen Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13101395291081139149</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/_inHT7hZP9tk/SQpnGV_uh-I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/4XgH_jXxRh0/s72-c/images-4.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4797619967989394947.post-4086235384565140572</id><published>2008-10-28T14:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T14:59:25.920-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday John!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_inHT7hZP9tk/SQeJeLHpD1I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/izQN2bB1LlM/s1600-h/Photo+73.jpg"&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/_inHT7hZP9tk/SQeJeLHpD1I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/izQN2bB1LlM/s320/Photo+73.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262325841079635794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_inHT7hZP9tk/SQeJd-MWj3I/AAAAAAAAAJs/V1HwfVa5rAo/s1600-h/5z.JPEG"&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/_inHT7hZP9tk/SQeJd-MWj3I/AAAAAAAAAJs/V1HwfVa5rAo/s320/5z.JPEG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262325837609734002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_inHT7hZP9tk/SQeJdP_rlwI/AAAAAAAAAJk/6d2fkCguf7E/s1600-h/4i.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 209px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_inHT7hZP9tk/SQeJdP_rlwI/AAAAAAAAAJk/6d2fkCguf7E/s320/4i.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262325825208555266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_inHT7hZP9tk/SQeJcwpqnNI/AAAAAAAAAJc/OPtsaJpgQ-I/s1600-h/3d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 211px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_inHT7hZP9tk/SQeJcwpqnNI/AAAAAAAAAJc/OPtsaJpgQ-I/s320/3d.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262325816794717394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_inHT7hZP9tk/SQeJcsDAXoI/AAAAAAAAAJU/we748kHT7nE/s1600-h/%231.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 270px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_inHT7hZP9tk/SQeJcsDAXoI/AAAAAAAAAJU/we748kHT7nE/s320/%231.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262325815558823554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My little brother John has just turned 14 on Sunday. I am so blessed to have him as my brother.  Here are 14 reasons why he deserves the best birthday ever. &lt;br /&gt;1. He has the funniest sense of humor! &lt;br /&gt;2. He is athletic! He surfs, rides his bike, swims, and plays water polo. &lt;br /&gt;3. He is a hard worker!&lt;br /&gt;4. He is responsible! &lt;br /&gt;5. He is kind! &lt;br /&gt;6. He is fun and outgoing! &lt;br /&gt;7. He is spiritual! &lt;br /&gt;8. He is an all around good kid! &lt;br /&gt;9. He is almost an eagle scout already! &lt;br /&gt;10. He is a great cook! &lt;br /&gt;11. He is smart!  &lt;br /&gt;12. He is always up for a good time! &lt;br /&gt;13. He is nice to everyone! &lt;br /&gt;14. He is the greatest little brother ever! &lt;br /&gt;Happy Late Birthday John!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4797619967989394947-4086235384565140572?l=kristencslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristencslife.blogspot.com/feeds/4086235384565140572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4797619967989394947&amp;postID=4086235384565140572' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4797619967989394947/posts/default/4086235384565140572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4797619967989394947/posts/default/4086235384565140572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristencslife.blogspot.com/2008/10/happy-birthday-john.html' title='Happy Birthday John!'/><author><name>Kristen Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13101395291081139149</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/_inHT7hZP9tk/SQeJeLHpD1I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/izQN2bB1LlM/s72-c/Photo+73.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4797619967989394947.post-8136888337153377028</id><published>2008-10-21T11:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T12:09:11.660-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tolerance and Standing For Something</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_inHT7hZP9tk/SP4oU6Gn23I/AAAAAAAAAHo/GmO_rVGsmX4/s1600-h/n1042500127_30260423_9699.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_inHT7hZP9tk/SP4oU6Gn23I/AAAAAAAAAHo/GmO_rVGsmX4/s320/n1042500127_30260423_9699.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259685754474847090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you know me you would know that I am very open minded and the last to judge anyone for anything. I do not care what you did in you past. I do not care what you are doing right now. I do not care what you are planning on doing in the future. I will live my life and you can live yours. I have no place to judge. I have friends of all different backgrounds, and lifestyle choices. I love each and every one of them. &lt;br /&gt;It does make me extremely mad however when people use the word tolerance as a word to describe how you do not believe what I believe. Tolerance to me is being excepting of someones choices and ideas but not necessarily making the same ones. For example I have several homosexual friends. I love them. I hang out with them. As much as I love them and respect them and am here whenever they need me I do  not applaud all of their lifestyle choices. I have my own believes as well. I stand true to my believes. Just because I may be voting yes on prop 8 does not make me any less tolerant. If any thing it means I stand for something I believe in. My friends know me well enough to know that I hold true to what I believe instead of swaying with the easiest breeze. &lt;br /&gt;So in simple terms I am tolerant but I stand for something. Do you stand for something? or Do you sway with the easiest breeze?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4797619967989394947-8136888337153377028?l=kristencslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristencslife.blogspot.com/feeds/8136888337153377028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4797619967989394947&amp;postID=8136888337153377028' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4797619967989394947/posts/default/8136888337153377028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4797619967989394947/posts/default/8136888337153377028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristencslife.blogspot.com/2008/10/tolerance-and-standing-for-something.html' title='Tolerance and Standing For Something'/><author><name>Kristen Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13101395291081139149</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/_inHT7hZP9tk/SP4oU6Gn23I/AAAAAAAAAHo/GmO_rVGsmX4/s72-c/n1042500127_30260423_9699.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4797619967989394947.post-2355722314172416267</id><published>2008-10-19T18:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T11:50:00.208-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yes on 8!!</title><content type='html'>Vote Yes on 8! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go to whatisprop8.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are still questioning think about families and children!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are still wondering think about separation of Church and State! Marriage is something ordained of God. Prop 8 would change this God given ordinances!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4797619967989394947-2355722314172416267?l=kristencslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristencslife.blogspot.com/feeds/2355722314172416267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4797619967989394947&amp;postID=2355722314172416267' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4797619967989394947/posts/default/2355722314172416267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4797619967989394947/posts/default/2355722314172416267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristencslife.blogspot.com/2008/10/yes-on-8.html' title='Yes on 8!!'/><author><name>Kristen Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13101395291081139149</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-4797619967989394947.post-6062190370166156072</id><published>2008-10-17T14:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T14:18:17.125-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Homesick!</title><content type='html'>My sister went home this weekend! I am a little envious! I miss home, which is strange because I do not miss things. I am missing my cousins wedding. I miss Trader Joes. I miss Golden Spoon! I miss my family! I miss my best friend! I miss my brother and Disneyland. I just need a little home boost! I guess I will just have to wait till Thanksgiving. See you all then!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_inHT7hZP9tk/SPj_p-shvgI/AAAAAAAAAHA/oFbX436ii88/s1600-h/golden-spoon-mini-size.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_inHT7hZP9tk/SPj_p-shvgI/AAAAAAAAAHA/oFbX436ii88/s320/golden-spoon-mini-size.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258233661624532482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_inHT7hZP9tk/SPj_qK7D7HI/AAAAAAAAAHI/6Zl9DmiNPJo/s1600-h/images-1.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_inHT7hZP9tk/SPj_qK7D7HI/AAAAAAAAAHI/6Zl9DmiNPJo/s320/images-1.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258233664906718322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_inHT7hZP9tk/SPj_qdPFGSI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/oJZf436mqHw/s1600-h/images-2.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_inHT7hZP9tk/SPj_qdPFGSI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/oJZf436mqHw/s320/images-2.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258233669822519586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_inHT7hZP9tk/SPj_qvLRLhI/AAAAAAAAAHY/ZHayHJNuV4A/s1600-h/images-4.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_inHT7hZP9tk/SPj_qvLRLhI/AAAAAAAAAHY/ZHayHJNuV4A/s320/images-4.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258233674638372370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_inHT7hZP9tk/SPj_q-g0NyI/AAAAAAAAAHg/Jv0-iNNMbFs/s1600-h/images-6.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_inHT7hZP9tk/SPj_q-g0NyI/AAAAAAAAAHg/Jv0-iNNMbFs/s320/images-6.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258233678755280674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4797619967989394947-6062190370166156072?l=kristencslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristencslife.blogspot.com/feeds/6062190370166156072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4797619967989394947&amp;postID=6062190370166156072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4797619967989394947/posts/default/6062190370166156072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4797619967989394947/posts/default/6062190370166156072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristencslife.blogspot.com/2008/10/homesick.html' title='Homesick!'/><author><name>Kristen Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13101395291081139149</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/_inHT7hZP9tk/SPj_p-shvgI/AAAAAAAAAHA/oFbX436ii88/s72-c/golden-spoon-mini-size.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4797619967989394947.post-8557266490886388616</id><published>2008-10-14T21:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T21:15:23.939-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Utah's Version of Sprinkles!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_inHT7hZP9tk/SPVuAoaN9JI/AAAAAAAAAG4/2bJomKxEyh4/s1600-h/dipidee+little+devils+banner.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_inHT7hZP9tk/SPVuAoaN9JI/AAAAAAAAAG4/2bJomKxEyh4/s320/dipidee+little+devils+banner.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257229097151362194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love cupcakes! I love sprinkles! I think  dipidees  might even be better! The environment is warm and inviting. You walk through the door and smell the fabulous aroma of the cakes, cookies, and cupcakes. There are large cakes spaced around the bakery that appear to be perfect. The cupcakes are big and inviting as they sit under their large glass frame. Your mouth begins to drool as you look at the large selection. The cupcakes are rich, delicious, and creme filled. Your taste buds explode with each bite! Next time you are in Utah you should check it out! It is worth the calories I promise!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4797619967989394947-8557266490886388616?l=kristencslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristencslife.blogspot.com/feeds/8557266490886388616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4797619967989394947&amp;postID=8557266490886388616' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4797619967989394947/posts/default/8557266490886388616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4797619967989394947/posts/default/8557266490886388616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristencslife.blogspot.com/2008/10/utahs-version-of-sprinkles.html' title='Utah&apos;s Version of Sprinkles!'/><author><name>Kristen Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13101395291081139149</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/_inHT7hZP9tk/SPVuAoaN9JI/AAAAAAAAAG4/2bJomKxEyh4/s72-c/dipidee+little+devils+banner.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4797619967989394947.post-58515251105748186</id><published>2008-09-21T09:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T10:09:04.260-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Court!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_inHT7hZP9tk/SNZ_PIUG--I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/GlGqRrGOGKg/s1600-h/1n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_inHT7hZP9tk/SNZ_PIUG--I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/GlGqRrGOGKg/s320/1n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248522313653484514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_inHT7hZP9tk/SNZ_Pf_MwGI/AAAAAAAAAGY/k_7hG03iJiM/s1600-h/1r.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_inHT7hZP9tk/SNZ_Pf_MwGI/AAAAAAAAAGY/k_7hG03iJiM/s320/1r.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248522320008233058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_inHT7hZP9tk/SNZ_PbGMrEI/AAAAAAAAAGg/fNqypVEIZPw/s1600-h/Photo+241.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_inHT7hZP9tk/SNZ_PbGMrEI/AAAAAAAAAGg/fNqypVEIZPw/s320/Photo+241.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248522318695410754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_inHT7hZP9tk/SNZ_P7Kq7kI/AAAAAAAAAGo/YLRqWqhceqQ/s1600-h/Picture+033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_inHT7hZP9tk/SNZ_P7Kq7kI/AAAAAAAAAGo/YLRqWqhceqQ/s320/Picture+033.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248522327304105538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_inHT7hZP9tk/SNZ_P6gPqMI/AAAAAAAAAGw/fC0K6FoIBpM/s1600-h/courtney+and+kristen+christmas+2002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_inHT7hZP9tk/SNZ_P6gPqMI/AAAAAAAAAGw/fC0K6FoIBpM/s320/courtney+and+kristen+christmas+2002.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248522327126157506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was my sisters birthday. She turned 19!! My sister is so amazing. She is one of the strongest people you will ever meet. She is also so beautiful! Here are nineteen reasons why Courtney deserves the best Birthday ever!&lt;br /&gt;1. She is BEAUTIFUL! &lt;br /&gt;2. She genuinely cares about people! &lt;br /&gt;3. She has fabulous fashion sense!&lt;br /&gt;4. She is hilarious! &lt;br /&gt;5. She is kind! &lt;br /&gt;6. She is confident! &lt;br /&gt;7.She is super strong (she can swim faster than most guys!)! &lt;br /&gt;8. She is competitive! &lt;br /&gt;9.She is always up for a good time! &lt;br /&gt;10. She has an amazing testimony! &lt;br /&gt;11. She is very composed! &lt;br /&gt;12. She is tall and rocks her height! &lt;br /&gt;13. She is loving! 14. She is very smart! &lt;br /&gt;15. She is emotionally strong! &lt;br /&gt;16, She is great at staying in contact with people! &lt;br /&gt;17. She makes awesome chocolate chip cookies! 18. She is happy!&lt;br /&gt; 19. she is the best sister anyone could ever ask for!!!! Happy Birthday Court!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4797619967989394947-58515251105748186?l=kristencslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristencslife.blogspot.com/feeds/58515251105748186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4797619967989394947&amp;postID=58515251105748186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4797619967989394947/posts/default/58515251105748186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4797619967989394947/posts/default/58515251105748186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristencslife.blogspot.com/2008/09/happy-birthday-court.html' title='Happy Birthday Court!!'/><author><name>Kristen Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13101395291081139149</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/_inHT7hZP9tk/SNZ_PIUG--I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/GlGqRrGOGKg/s72-c/1n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4797619967989394947.post-6985843158178591135</id><published>2008-09-17T23:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T08:06:21.543-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Twilight Series!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_inHT7hZP9tk/SNJuWuidGzI/AAAAAAAAAFI/4eqPHkzNusY/s1600-h/midnightsunp3aq2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_inHT7hZP9tk/SNJuWuidGzI/AAAAAAAAAFI/4eqPHkzNusY/s320/midnightsunp3aq2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247377852568771378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_inHT7hZP9tk/SNJuXOl7SsI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/IUyQSp2Pcio/s1600-h/twilight.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_inHT7hZP9tk/SNJuXOl7SsI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/IUyQSp2Pcio/s320/twilight.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247377861173267138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_inHT7hZP9tk/SNJuXNVqh1I/AAAAAAAAAFY/Ie_yJCMjRXo/s1600-h/eclipse.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_inHT7hZP9tk/SNJuXNVqh1I/AAAAAAAAAFY/Ie_yJCMjRXo/s320/eclipse.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247377860836624210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_inHT7hZP9tk/SNJuXXNZwJI/AAAAAAAAAFg/F8trWEcEsSI/s1600-h/new-moon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_inHT7hZP9tk/SNJuXXNZwJI/AAAAAAAAAFg/F8trWEcEsSI/s320/new-moon.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247377863486324882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_inHT7hZP9tk/SNJuXSpJKaI/AAAAAAAAAFo/4PW_yZPL42M/s1600-h/breaking_dawn_cover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_inHT7hZP9tk/SNJuXSpJKaI/AAAAAAAAAFo/4PW_yZPL42M/s320/breaking_dawn_cover.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247377862260500898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like many other girls I have become obsessed with the Twilight Series! Over a two week period this summer I read all four books! I cannot wait for the movie to come out! I love and can relate to the main female character Bella.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I am a little upset that somebody leaked Midnight Sun (Edward's perspective of Twilight) on the Internet. Stephanie Meyer is now not completing the novel.I read the transcript that Stephanie Meyer put on her website. It is actually really interesting. You now can see both sides of the forbidden love story. However, I was sad to see that the book cut off before the meadow scene, and before the fight. There are so many unanswered questions. I guess my imagination will have to make up my own answers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4797619967989394947-6985843158178591135?l=kristencslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristencslife.blogspot.com/feeds/6985843158178591135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4797619967989394947&amp;postID=6985843158178591135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4797619967989394947/posts/default/6985843158178591135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4797619967989394947/posts/default/6985843158178591135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristencslife.blogspot.com/2008/09/twilight-series.html' title='Twilight Series!'/><author><name>Kristen Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13101395291081139149</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/_inHT7hZP9tk/SNJuWuidGzI/AAAAAAAAAFI/4eqPHkzNusY/s72-c/midnightsunp3aq2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4797619967989394947.post-7503793128719159881</id><published>2008-09-14T22:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T14:34:41.915-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy Past Couple of Months!</title><content type='html'>Crazy does not even begin to describe the past couple of months that I have had. After an awesome spring semester (seriously no sarcasm), I made a last minute decision to come home and work at the YMCA. I quickly fell in love with my job and working with kids. I loved being home but missed Provo and my social life. My life became crazy fast when my sister got into an accident at work and broke her neck. I would go to the hospital in the morning and work during the day and then go back to the hospital. She healed quickly. (There are so many amazing miracles that happen everyday and I was blessed to see so many of them). Just when life seemed like it was calming down life threw yet another curve ball. The day before I left for school I was running a last minute errand when I got into a car accident. I got rear ended and realized right away that my back was killing me. I went to the doctor and found out that I tore major muscles in my back. I drove up to school the next day with my mom and was very drugged up. My family was awesome and helped court and I set up our apartments. My parents left me to fend for myself and they went back to California. During the first day of school I got really sick and went to the doctor. I found out that I had a respiratory infection. Another great miracle happened in my life and I healed very fast. I cant believe how crazy the last few months were. I am so blessed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4797619967989394947-7503793128719159881?l=kristencslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristencslife.blogspot.com/feeds/7503793128719159881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4797619967989394947&amp;postID=7503793128719159881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4797619967989394947/posts/default/7503793128719159881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4797619967989394947/posts/default/7503793128719159881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristencslife.blogspot.com/2008/09/crazy-past-couple-of-months.html' title='Crazy Past Couple of Months!'/><author><name>Kristen Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13101395291081139149</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-4797619967989394947.post-7893039745979181353</id><published>2008-06-28T12:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T13:52:36.438-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Best Meal of the Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_inHT7hZP9tk/SGaZZKcdmbI/AAAAAAAAAEY/QQAw3s57hRE/s1600-h/straw.sm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_inHT7hZP9tk/SGaZZKcdmbI/AAAAAAAAAEY/QQAw3s57hRE/s320/straw.sm.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217025875934812594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love treats! Oh my goodness they are the best! Do not get me wrong I love my vegetables, fruits, proteins, whole grains, and dairy products. In my opinion, there is an extra little space on the food pyramid for sweets. I love my cupcakes, and frozen yogurt. I love coming home because I get to indulge in my favorites. There is sprinkles cupcakes (which I have still not had since I have been home), golden spoon, and Cherry on Top. These are all fabulous dessert places. Sometimes I substitute them for a meal. There is only one word to describe these delicious master pieces and it is YUMMY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_inHT7hZP9tk/SGaZQ7RRZ1I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/XAm7O1mf_kc/s1600-h/sprinkles_cupcakesforacause_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_inHT7hZP9tk/SGaZQ7RRZ1I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/XAm7O1mf_kc/s320/sprinkles_cupcakesforacause_2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217025734422390610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4797619967989394947-7893039745979181353?l=kristencslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristencslife.blogspot.com/feeds/7893039745979181353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4797619967989394947&amp;postID=7893039745979181353' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4797619967989394947/posts/default/7893039745979181353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4797619967989394947/posts/default/7893039745979181353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristencslife.blogspot.com/2008/06/best-meal-of-day.html' title='Best Meal of the Day!'/><author><name>Kristen Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13101395291081139149</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/_inHT7hZP9tk/SGaZZKcdmbI/AAAAAAAAAEY/QQAw3s57hRE/s72-c/straw.sm.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4797619967989394947.post-6054181638850075084</id><published>2008-06-28T12:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T13:52:38.365-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Home Sweet Home!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_inHT7hZP9tk/SGaO7jIOQLI/AAAAAAAAAEA/843d59LnFS0/s1600-h/3arch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_inHT7hZP9tk/SGaO7jIOQLI/AAAAAAAAAEA/843d59LnFS0/s320/3arch.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217014372048453810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been home (Beautiful Laguna Niguel, CA) for a little over a week. I almost always forget how beautiful it is.It is a blast hanging out with my friends and family. I also have loved going to the beach. The water has been warm. It is so gorgeous this time of year. &lt;br /&gt;I do miss Provo though as sad as that is to admit. I have really great friends there and enjoy living in my own apartment with fun roommates. I miss the mountains, the green trees, the canyon, the dollar movies, my razor scooter and much more. I really miss Mallory, Suzette, and Stephanie. They are so awesome! Provo has definitely grown on me over the past two years. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_inHT7hZP9tk/SGaQRokm0zI/AAAAAAAAAEI/KVXIkNtCbDo/s1600-h/provo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_inHT7hZP9tk/SGaQRokm0zI/AAAAAAAAAEI/KVXIkNtCbDo/s320/provo.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217015850978431794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4797619967989394947-6054181638850075084?l=kristencslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristencslife.blogspot.com/feeds/6054181638850075084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4797619967989394947&amp;postID=6054181638850075084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4797619967989394947/posts/default/6054181638850075084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4797619967989394947/posts/default/6054181638850075084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristencslife.blogspot.com/2008/06/home-sweet-home.html' title='Home Sweet Home!!'/><author><name>Kristen Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13101395291081139149</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/_inHT7hZP9tk/SGaO7jIOQLI/AAAAAAAAAEA/843d59LnFS0/s72-c/3arch.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4797619967989394947.post-7106901439541834279</id><published>2008-06-12T23:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T13:52:38.780-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost a bet!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_inHT7hZP9tk/SFIXJliBJuI/AAAAAAAAAD4/d1EvaOR4zSE/s1600-h/539w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_inHT7hZP9tk/SFIXJliBJuI/AAAAAAAAAD4/d1EvaOR4zSE/s320/539w.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211253172282140386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The greatest come back in NBA Final history! After the first quarter the Lakers were up by 30 points! When the Lakers were up by 20 points I confidently made a bet with my friend saying that if the the Celtics win I would bake them cookies! Guess what the Lakers lost!!! The Celtics came back to win the game! It was very impressive. The Celtics played very well. The Lakers were a little over confident and did not play as well as they did the first half. I cannot believe the Lakers lost!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4797619967989394947-7106901439541834279?l=kristencslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristencslife.blogspot.com/feeds/7106901439541834279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4797619967989394947&amp;postID=7106901439541834279' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4797619967989394947/posts/default/7106901439541834279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4797619967989394947/posts/default/7106901439541834279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristencslife.blogspot.com/2008/06/lost-bet.html' title='Lost a bet!'/><author><name>Kristen Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13101395291081139149</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/_inHT7hZP9tk/SFIXJliBJuI/AAAAAAAAAD4/d1EvaOR4zSE/s72-c/539w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4797619967989394947.post-619460069888919833</id><published>2008-05-30T15:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T13:52:39.155-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A good book!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_inHT7hZP9tk/SECG6uVaRfI/AAAAAAAAADw/IkFbXrUyxPk/s1600-h/13707672.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_inHT7hZP9tk/SECG6uVaRfI/AAAAAAAAADw/IkFbXrUyxPk/s320/13707672.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206309512668661234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recently read a really good book titled "Gifts from the Sea" written by Ann Morrow Lindbergh. It was a quick read and gave me a different perspective on life. I would recommend this book for any woman to read no matter what point of life they are at. The book is a series of essays written by Ann Lindbergh throughout her life. She creates wonderful metaphors comparing life's lessons and items from the beach.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4797619967989394947-619460069888919833?l=kristencslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristencslife.blogspot.com/feeds/619460069888919833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4797619967989394947&amp;postID=619460069888919833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4797619967989394947/posts/default/619460069888919833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4797619967989394947/posts/default/619460069888919833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristencslife.blogspot.com/2008/05/good-book.html' title='A good book!'/><author><name>Kristen Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13101395291081139149</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/_inHT7hZP9tk/SECG6uVaRfI/AAAAAAAAADw/IkFbXrUyxPk/s72-c/13707672.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4797619967989394947.post-3303517586944826283</id><published>2008-05-30T15:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T13:52:39.357-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Go Lakers!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_inHT7hZP9tk/SECCs-VaRcI/AAAAAAAAADY/GihXOSdfNqE/s1600-h/la_lakers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_inHT7hZP9tk/SECCs-VaRcI/AAAAAAAAADY/GihXOSdfNqE/s320/la_lakers.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206304878398948802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night was a good game!! The Lakers started off behind and made an impressive come back to win the game against the San Antonio Spurs!! The Lakers are heading to the NBA finals! Woo Hoo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4797619967989394947-3303517586944826283?l=kristencslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristencslife.blogspot.com/feeds/3303517586944826283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4797619967989394947&amp;postID=3303517586944826283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4797619967989394947/posts/default/3303517586944826283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4797619967989394947/posts/default/3303517586944826283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristencslife.blogspot.com/2008/05/go-lakers.html' title='Go Lakers!'/><author><name>Kristen Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13101395291081139149</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/_inHT7hZP9tk/SECCs-VaRcI/AAAAAAAAADY/GihXOSdfNqE/s72-c/la_lakers.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4797619967989394947.post-1355627709864720323</id><published>2008-05-25T15:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T13:52:40.011-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Change!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_inHT7hZP9tk/SDnmtOVaRbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/HevbnDnO4bI/s1600-h/MyPicture.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_inHT7hZP9tk/SDnmtOVaRbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/HevbnDnO4bI/s320/MyPicture.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204444509019719090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_inHT7hZP9tk/SDnmlOVaRaI/AAAAAAAAADI/Ygq8wHjN1F4/s1600-h/MyPicture.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_inHT7hZP9tk/SDnmlOVaRaI/AAAAAAAAADI/Ygq8wHjN1F4/s320/MyPicture.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204444371580765602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 20 years of being a blonde i decided a change was needed. I was thinking about how expensive the up keep of blonde hair was and decided dye my hair close to its natural color. I am now a brunette!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4797619967989394947-1355627709864720323?l=kristencslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristencslife.blogspot.com/feeds/1355627709864720323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4797619967989394947&amp;postID=1355627709864720323' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4797619967989394947/posts/default/1355627709864720323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4797619967989394947/posts/default/1355627709864720323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristencslife.blogspot.com/2008/05/change.html' title='The Change!'/><author><name>Kristen Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13101395291081139149</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/_inHT7hZP9tk/SDnmtOVaRbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/HevbnDnO4bI/s72-c/MyPicture.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4797619967989394947.post-4704772494815503273</id><published>2008-04-10T23:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T13:52:40.410-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Path!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_inHT7hZP9tk/R_8HTJ2wbrI/AAAAAAAAADA/iBFmBO9uik4/s1600-h/IMG5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_inHT7hZP9tk/R_8HTJ2wbrI/AAAAAAAAADA/iBFmBO9uik4/s320/IMG5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187873321398595250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am fully aware of the fact that life never goes exactly as planned. There are unexpected twists an turns throughout life that take you to places that you could not even imagine. We plan out our days, weeks, months, years, and lives but it never works out how we expect it to. &lt;br /&gt;Today I was trying to figure out where life (more specifically school) is going to take me. Last semester I decided to change my major to communication disorders. The plan is then after completing my bachelors degree I would go on to grad school, where I would receive my masters degree in speech pathology. This week however I was thinking I am going to be in school forever. So tonight I sat down at my computer and went on MY MAP (BYU's blueprint for success), and mapped out the classes I would need to take. I realized that if I stayed this spring and summer I could finish my bachelors by Fall 2009. &lt;br /&gt;The great thing about this is that I would be finishing my bachelors degree in a little under four years. I would also be able to start the masters program before I am twenty - two. I hope that this works out. You never know life could always twist an unexpected way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4797619967989394947-4704772494815503273?l=kristencslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristencslife.blogspot.com/feeds/4704772494815503273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4797619967989394947&amp;postID=4704772494815503273' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4797619967989394947/posts/default/4704772494815503273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4797619967989394947/posts/default/4704772494815503273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristencslife.blogspot.com/2008/04/my-path.html' title='My Path!'/><author><name>Kristen Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13101395291081139149</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/_inHT7hZP9tk/R_8HTJ2wbrI/AAAAAAAAADA/iBFmBO9uik4/s72-c/IMG5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4797619967989394947.post-9012582400741390002</id><published>2008-03-30T23:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T13:52:41.134-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy!!</title><content type='html'>I have been super busy lately!! School is kicking my trash as always!! I have been studying a lot!! I think my life consists of studying, gym, hanging out with KC, reading my scriptures, going to the temple, reading textbooks, and on rare occasions sleeping. I feel like I hardly get to see my friends anymore!! I have been so busy! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;My Birthday!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My birthday was March first and I turned 20!! Yes, I am officially not a teenager!! On my actual birthday I went out to dinner with my family, roommates, and a few close friends. It was a really intimate and fun group of people! The day after my birthday I had a cookie birthday party! Courtney and I made delicious cookies for everyone! We also played rock band! (I am not going to lie ... I am super good at singing maps) It was so much fun! I cannot believe that I am twenty! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_inHT7hZP9tk/R_CI-JxznQI/AAAAAAAAACg/vSLEJkoJXEs/s1600-h/2a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_inHT7hZP9tk/R_CI-JxznQI/AAAAAAAAACg/vSLEJkoJXEs/s320/2a.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183793772461530370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Playing with John! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents got to go on a well deserved trip to Costa Rica! They sent me home for the weekend to babysit John! It was so much fun to hang out with that little man! I love him! I probably spoil him too much! We went to Sushi, Disneyland, watched movies, and just had a blast! My parents made us super jealous by sending pictures of Costa Rica! They went zip lining, golfing, and laid out! It is so beautiful there! I really want to go!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_inHT7hZP9tk/R_CO6pxznSI/AAAAAAAAACw/aOIXXv1O6Z0/s1600-h/DSC_0212.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_inHT7hZP9tk/R_CO6pxznSI/AAAAAAAAACw/aOIXXv1O6Z0/s320/DSC_0212.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183800309401754914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;The Y!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KC was making fun of me because I had never hiked the Y! I told him when I came back from California I would hike the Y with him!! We hiked the Y and it was super fun! It was super cold when we got up there! We should have been wearing five pairs of pants and like seven jackets! The view was amazing! It was super fun even though I kicked his trash!! (Who knew that I was in better shape then someone who plays soccer? not me!) &lt;br /&gt;This is KC and I after we hiked the Y!! haha! We both look a little cold!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_inHT7hZP9tk/R_CMp5xznRI/AAAAAAAAACo/tj7RCbCc1eg/s1600-h/DSCN0149.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_inHT7hZP9tk/R_CMp5xznRI/AAAAAAAAACo/tj7RCbCc1eg/s320/DSCN0149.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183797822615690514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;aster! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Easter my sweet friend Mallory and I decided to cook a delicious dinner! It was super fun! We divided up the dishes and made a yummy Easter Dinner! I made the ham and cheesy potatoes; Mallory made rolls, fruit salad, and a poppy seed salad! It was really fun! We had some of our friends over! It made it seem a little bit more like Easter even though we were not home! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Luau&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erin, KC, and Me after Erin's performance!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_inHT7hZP9tk/R_CGZpxznPI/AAAAAAAAACY/mQq8RcEpG9s/s1600-h/DSCN0162.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_inHT7hZP9tk/R_CGZpxznPI/AAAAAAAAACY/mQq8RcEpG9s/s320/DSCN0162.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183790946373049586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On wednesday night KC and I went to the Luau at BYU to watch his sister perform!! It looked like so much fun!! His sister Erin did a great job! She was part of the New Zealand dance and got to use the poi balls! Next year Erin and I are going to do it together and do the tahiti dance and shake our booty!! woo hoo!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4797619967989394947-9012582400741390002?l=kristencslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristencslife.blogspot.com/feeds/9012582400741390002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4797619967989394947&amp;postID=9012582400741390002' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4797619967989394947/posts/default/9012582400741390002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4797619967989394947/posts/default/9012582400741390002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristencslife.blogspot.com/2008/03/busy.html' title='Busy!!'/><author><name>Kristen Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13101395291081139149</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/_inHT7hZP9tk/R_CI-JxznQI/AAAAAAAAACg/vSLEJkoJXEs/s72-c/2a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4797619967989394947.post-6165961616737194809</id><published>2008-02-26T00:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T13:52:41.414-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reading Books</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_inHT7hZP9tk/SECDQuVaRdI/AAAAAAAAADg/zwXGgJzfnZM/s1600-h/5_people.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_inHT7hZP9tk/SECDQuVaRdI/AAAAAAAAADg/zwXGgJzfnZM/s320/5_people.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206305492579272146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a little girl growing up my mother would make us read over summer. We would go to the local library and find the books that looked the most intriguing to us, and were forced to read them.  To me reading felt like a chore. I much rather would have been at the beach, dance, swimming, gymnastics, or cheer practice. As I grew older however I grew to love reading. &lt;br /&gt;     My junior year in high school after competition season for cheer had ended I started reading "The Five People You Meet In Heaven" by Mitch Albom and I fell in love. I could not put the book down. I would read it at lunch, during class, after class, after school, and on rare occasions before school. This book is amazing. It was the first book I that ever loved. After that book, I fell in love with reading. I now read all kinds of books. I read poetry books, biography, romance novels, classic novels, religious books, and of course text books. &lt;br /&gt;     I just finished "Tuesdays With Morrie" also written by Mitch Albom. He is my favorite author. I love his style of writing. His writing makes me feel so comfortable. "The Five People You Meet In Heaven" and "Tuesdays With Morrie" both discuss death. It is strange how a topic that is normally so depressing he makes seem uplifting. "The Five People You Meet In Heaven" changed my perspective on how I could impact peoples lives."Tuesdays With Morrie" made me realize that we all have emotions and that we are all the same; we all are born into this world and we all die. I cannot wait to dive into my next read. It will have to wait however, because now I am bombarded with school. Textbooks are my main source of reading now a days.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4797619967989394947-6165961616737194809?l=kristencslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristencslife.blogspot.com/feeds/6165961616737194809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4797619967989394947&amp;postID=6165961616737194809' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4797619967989394947/posts/default/6165961616737194809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4797619967989394947/posts/default/6165961616737194809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristencslife.blogspot.com/2008/02/reading-books.html' title='Reading Books'/><author><name>Kristen Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13101395291081139149</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/_inHT7hZP9tk/SECDQuVaRdI/AAAAAAAAADg/zwXGgJzfnZM/s72-c/5_people.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4797619967989394947.post-6603381223258279915</id><published>2008-02-13T23:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T13:52:42.399-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Valentines</title><content type='html'>Happy Valentines Day!! I dedicate my valentines day to my family!! They are always my valentines!! They keep me grounded, make me laugh, and know me better then I know myself!! I love them!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_inHT7hZP9tk/R7U6aJSg0vI/AAAAAAAAABg/BizcFjDFp28/s1600-h/1m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167100368322089714" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_inHT7hZP9tk/R7U6aJSg0vI/AAAAAAAAABg/BizcFjDFp28/s320/1m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad is great!! He is smart, kind, and funny!! My dad has taught me everything I know about sports!! My dad has helped me grow a love for ESPN ( I know I am strange I watch sports center by myself)!! My dad is a great listener!! My dad is a great peacemaker!! My dad is a great cook!! My dad is a great texter ( I get a text from him everyday saying that he loves and misses me)!! I love my daddy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_inHT7hZP9tk/R7Px55Sg0qI/AAAAAAAAAA4/D63C9sfdeAY/s1600-h/HPIM0034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166739174457397922" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_inHT7hZP9tk/R7Px55Sg0qI/AAAAAAAAAA4/D63C9sfdeAY/s320/HPIM0034.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;My little brother John is the greatest thirteen year old I have ever met. He is hilarious!! He makes jokes that get me rolling on the floor laughing! He is very determined!! My brother wants to get his eagle scout by the time is fifteen! He is becoming the little athlete (he may even work out more then me ... scary thought)!! He is very kind!! My little brother also has a testimony and does what is right without even being asked!! I wish I was at home so I could see him grow up!! I love him!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_inHT7hZP9tk/R7PvfJSg0pI/AAAAAAAAAAw/3pr7qeBvOS8/s1600-h/HPIM0021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166736515872641682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_inHT7hZP9tk/R7PvfJSg0pI/AAAAAAAAAAw/3pr7qeBvOS8/s320/HPIM0021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;I have the most gorgeous sister on the planet!!! My sister is the kind of person that people want to be around! She is also very athletic! My sister is very smart! She is a freshman at BYU and loving it! I love her so much!! She is the best sister I could ask for!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_inHT7hZP9tk/R7PtJ5Sg0oI/AAAAAAAAAAo/yctw9AROlLg/s1600-h/HPIM0049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166733951777165954" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_inHT7hZP9tk/R7PtJ5Sg0oI/AAAAAAAAAAo/yctw9AROlLg/s320/HPIM0049.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have a wonderful and beautiful mother. My mom is my best friend!! My mother is very smart, personable, and kind. My mother is an amazing first grade teacher. She is great with people of all ages. She relates to her first graders, teenagers, and her peers! She is great!! I am so lucky to have her as my mother! I love her very much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4797619967989394947-6603381223258279915?l=kristencslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristencslife.blogspot.com/feeds/6603381223258279915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4797619967989394947&amp;postID=6603381223258279915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4797619967989394947/posts/default/6603381223258279915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4797619967989394947/posts/default/6603381223258279915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristencslife.blogspot.com/2008/02/my-valentines.html' title='My Valentines'/><author><name>Kristen Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13101395291081139149</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/_inHT7hZP9tk/R7U6aJSg0vI/AAAAAAAAABg/BizcFjDFp28/s72-c/1m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4797619967989394947.post-5113631613594755259</id><published>2008-02-13T17:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T00:43:31.197-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MY BLOG</title><content type='html'>I know what you all have been secretly waiting for ...  My Blog!! I guess I will begin by telling you how completely amazing and fun my life is. Well I go to a University in Provo, Utah. Its called BYU, you might have heard of it before. I study communication disorders in hopes of one day becoming a speech pathologist. I love the beach, working out, sports, shopping, reading, and a little bit of everything. I guess thats my story and you will just have to wait see what kind of exciting place life decides to take me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4797619967989394947-5113631613594755259?l=kristencslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristencslife.blogspot.com/feeds/5113631613594755259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4797619967989394947&amp;postID=5113631613594755259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4797619967989394947/posts/default/5113631613594755259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4797619967989394947/posts/default/5113631613594755259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristencslife.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-know-that-blogs-are-new-thing-if-any.html' title='MY BLOG'/><author><name>Kristen Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13101395291081139149</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></feed>
