<?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-5748895397551713789</id><updated>2012-02-16T09:47:22.585-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My bLoG</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackileenelson.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748895397551713789/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackileenelson.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jacki Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16810013298088875739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T0oU4GGsL48/Trib6wVCZ7I/AAAAAAAAAp8/7CNYyyL1Npw/s220/bees%2Bgame.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>79</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5748895397551713789.post-7168194096498472193</id><published>2011-10-13T10:07:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-13T10:08:36.607-06:00</updated><title type='text'>new addy :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://adventuresofmikeandjacki.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://adventuresofmikeandjacki.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5748895397551713789-7168194096498472193?l=jackileenelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackileenelson.blogspot.com/feeds/7168194096498472193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5748895397551713789&amp;postID=7168194096498472193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748895397551713789/posts/default/7168194096498472193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748895397551713789/posts/default/7168194096498472193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackileenelson.blogspot.com/2011/10/new-addy.html' title='new addy :)'/><author><name>Jacki Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16810013298088875739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T0oU4GGsL48/Trib6wVCZ7I/AAAAAAAAAp8/7CNYyyL1Npw/s220/bees%2Bgame.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5748895397551713789.post-6816446660753422204</id><published>2011-10-03T09:41:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-03T09:47:13.982-06:00</updated><title type='text'>goodbye single life</title><content type='html'>well this will be my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;finally &lt;/span&gt;post on this blog!&lt;br /&gt;its bitter sweet...its actually been just over three years to the week that i started up this wonderful experience...&lt;br /&gt;no &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; not going to stop blogging but its going to be a hole new &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;experience&lt;/span&gt; with my new life &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;bein&lt;/span&gt; all involved with a boy living with me!&lt;br /&gt;its already pretty weird..&lt;br /&gt;but to keep it short and sweet good bye to the old life and hello to my whole new world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ps&lt;/span&gt; the new blog with be on its way just fixing some minor details and waitin on some pictures!! ill be sure to send the new address!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5748895397551713789-6816446660753422204?l=jackileenelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackileenelson.blogspot.com/feeds/6816446660753422204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5748895397551713789&amp;postID=6816446660753422204' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748895397551713789/posts/default/6816446660753422204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748895397551713789/posts/default/6816446660753422204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackileenelson.blogspot.com/2011/10/goodbye-single-life.html' title='goodbye single life'/><author><name>Jacki Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16810013298088875739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T0oU4GGsL48/Trib6wVCZ7I/AAAAAAAAAp8/7CNYyyL1Npw/s220/bees%2Bgame.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5748895397551713789.post-3133875749735184146</id><published>2011-07-25T09:03:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-25T09:07:40.806-06:00</updated><title type='text'>death is only hard for those left behind</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8915atzSVrg/Ti2Gf07CCKI/AAAAAAAAAjE/GSsSbdWbIDE/s1600/shirley.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 227px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633306590250666146" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8915atzSVrg/Ti2Gf07CCKI/AAAAAAAAAjE/GSsSbdWbIDE/s320/shirley.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"There was sorrow, deep and poignant and tragic. But shining through their tears was a faith beautiful and certain that as surely as there was now a sorrowful separation, there would someday be a glad reunion, for that marriage had begun with a sealing for time and eternity in the house of the Lord, under the authority of the holy priesthood." -&lt;em&gt;Gordon B. Hinckley&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Death, which faces all of us, is not the end. There is the ever-present expectancy of death, but in reality there is no death—no permanent parting." -&lt;em&gt;Ezra Taft Benson &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;bye gma fry... Ill miss you... i know ill see ya soon... give gpa a hug for me..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5748895397551713789-3133875749735184146?l=jackileenelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackileenelson.blogspot.com/feeds/3133875749735184146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5748895397551713789&amp;postID=3133875749735184146' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748895397551713789/posts/default/3133875749735184146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748895397551713789/posts/default/3133875749735184146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackileenelson.blogspot.com/2011/07/death-is-only-hard-for-those-left.html' title='death is only hard for those left behind'/><author><name>Jacki Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16810013298088875739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T0oU4GGsL48/Trib6wVCZ7I/AAAAAAAAAp8/7CNYyyL1Npw/s220/bees%2Bgame.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8915atzSVrg/Ti2Gf07CCKI/AAAAAAAAAjE/GSsSbdWbIDE/s72-c/shirley.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5748895397551713789.post-62096672751487137</id><published>2011-07-06T16:21:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-07T12:23:21.149-06:00</updated><title type='text'>this is for you mike</title><content type='html'>sooo mike found out i had a blog and hes giving me crap that i havent updated it... so i will...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this are great.. and by great i mean amazing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh before i go any further.. to get back at mike... im going to tell a little story about our first kiss... he was standing up on a curb and he kinda.. bent down to kiss me.. but instead pretty much just fell on my face... ha he fell of the curb! this will teach you to give me crap mike!! :)&lt;br /&gt;anyways i thought it was adorable... awkward.. but adorable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so manti... weeeelll mike got sick the monday after my family gave him food.. haha but it turned out to be pneumonia (or so he says) but he got medicine so hed be good to go down to the pageant.. well on the way down i could tell he wasnt feeling good and i thought maybe it was just that he had had a long day at work.. but i was indeed wrong.. we get down to our friends house and start having dinner... (ps super good salmon sweater!) well mike gets into like two bites before he starts turning white... yikes. poor guy was suuuuper sick.. i made him stay while we went to the craft fair.. he had to hang out with pops so lucky him :) but when we got back he was even whiter and sweaty and all sorts of sick.. so we took him to the other house we were staying at so he could be by himself and have his own bathroom :) haha but he wasnt able to go to the pageant :( but when we did come home he looked sooo much better! oh man poor guy... but he is now alot better!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i met mikes familia... they are so fun! we did a bbq up springville canyon.. but before that i had met his mom.. and lets just say it was the complete opposite of the last parents... they basically fell in love with me just as fast as mike ;) ha but seriously i love them! they are good people! i also met his daughter.. she is just a ball of energy! soo funny! she loves me too... :) so back to the bbq thats were i met the rest of the fam! his nephew is awesome.. hes facebook profile picture is with jimmer... i mean come on thats awesome! im jealous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we headed to the oakley rodeo.. soo fun! the clown was borderline inappropriate.. but that made it more hilarious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but yeah things are amazing.... life could not be better... and for all of you that follow my awesome blog... keep september 22 open wink* wink*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5748895397551713789-62096672751487137?l=jackileenelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackileenelson.blogspot.com/feeds/62096672751487137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5748895397551713789&amp;postID=62096672751487137' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748895397551713789/posts/default/62096672751487137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748895397551713789/posts/default/62096672751487137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackileenelson.blogspot.com/2011/07/this-is-for-you-mike.html' title='this is for you mike'/><author><name>Jacki Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16810013298088875739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T0oU4GGsL48/Trib6wVCZ7I/AAAAAAAAAp8/7CNYyyL1Npw/s220/bees%2Bgame.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5748895397551713789.post-6444197410643366741</id><published>2011-06-24T17:49:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-24T17:49:44.876-06:00</updated><title type='text'>didnt think it would ever happen again</title><content type='html'>So  Yeah. I've met someone. Its new but it just keeps getting better.. his name is Mike.. and he hates when people call him Michael and I'm definatly okay with that. :) since everyone who reads this is pretty much family..... I met him online. Ha yes. But I really was just testing the waters with it when I came across Mr Mike. He's so amazing..  he's from peoa by park city and he's already going to try to transfer up here by me for work... he's a great Guy... I pretty much am falling hard core for this character.  Plus he gets a discount at home depot... and I can't pass that up. :) but he makes me feel how I've longed to feel again.  But this weekend we are going down to the manti pageant with my family and friends... I can't wait.... then next weekend I meet the fam. ... all eight bros and sisters...... and all their family.... yikes. .... a little anxiety yes! But he's worth it.. so ill be updating more about it. :)&lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.7.1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5748895397551713789-6444197410643366741?l=jackileenelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackileenelson.blogspot.com/feeds/6444197410643366741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5748895397551713789&amp;postID=6444197410643366741' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748895397551713789/posts/default/6444197410643366741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748895397551713789/posts/default/6444197410643366741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackileenelson.blogspot.com/2011/06/didnt-think-it-would-ever-happen-again.html' title='didnt think it would ever happen again'/><author><name>Jacki Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16810013298088875739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T0oU4GGsL48/Trib6wVCZ7I/AAAAAAAAAp8/7CNYyyL1Npw/s220/bees%2Bgame.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5748895397551713789.post-2751592490424586626</id><published>2011-06-13T12:23:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-13T12:25:16.037-06:00</updated><title type='text'>good feelings</title><content type='html'>on &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;sunday&lt;/span&gt; i got to see my first bishop at the singles ward.. and even though i hardly knew the man.. he made a profound influence on my life. he helped me a ton. and it just made me realize how &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;grateful&lt;/span&gt; i am for him and the atonement.....&lt;br /&gt;it gave me good feelings :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5748895397551713789-2751592490424586626?l=jackileenelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackileenelson.blogspot.com/feeds/2751592490424586626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5748895397551713789&amp;postID=2751592490424586626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748895397551713789/posts/default/2751592490424586626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748895397551713789/posts/default/2751592490424586626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackileenelson.blogspot.com/2011/06/good-feelings.html' title='good feelings'/><author><name>Jacki Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16810013298088875739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T0oU4GGsL48/Trib6wVCZ7I/AAAAAAAAAp8/7CNYyyL1Npw/s220/bees%2Bgame.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5748895397551713789.post-4165287527715420378</id><published>2011-06-12T18:05:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-12T18:05:37.740-06:00</updated><title type='text'>its where fun is</title><content type='html'>Well our yearly lagoon trip was terrible... ha psych!! It litterally was the bestest. First of all we were all wearing wolf shirts... yes wolf shirts. Awesome.  It was the fam plus Kristy and Alex. It was Rad. Dan didn't come till later but he did get to see the lezzies make out on the scrambler... so it was worth it. I laughed till I could see stars cause I couldnt breathe!! &lt;br/&gt;  A terrible part of the lagoon was when mother bear lost her key. Which is those robot machine keys that actually start the car wirelessly. Super expensive and we only got some set... she was crying. It was sad. But then before hand we were in the tilt a whirl. And Kristy felt something hit her foot. So we totally knew that's what it had to be! So we went over to Mr holier than thou tilt a whirl operator man and asked if by chance he had seen anything. Which he than replied no. And we asked are you sure then he said "um I'm trained to look for things.l flying out.  That's what I do" he was a turd face. So we then went to look elsewhere. No luck. Mom is about to puke. So were headed back to the tilt a whirl and look who found the keys... Mr holier than thou tilt a whirl operator... d bag. Ha but hey we found mommas keys!! And she didn't puke!! &lt;br/&gt; Anyways the whole day was awesome. Laughed till I cried which is always great. Nearly peed my pants laughing. Cousin Kristy is way too funny on rides.  &lt;br/&gt; Looooved it best lagoon of all time!!!!!&lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.6.9&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5748895397551713789-4165287527715420378?l=jackileenelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackileenelson.blogspot.com/feeds/4165287527715420378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5748895397551713789&amp;postID=4165287527715420378' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748895397551713789/posts/default/4165287527715420378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748895397551713789/posts/default/4165287527715420378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackileenelson.blogspot.com/2011/06/its-where-fun-is.html' title='its where fun is'/><author><name>Jacki Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16810013298088875739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T0oU4GGsL48/Trib6wVCZ7I/AAAAAAAAAp8/7CNYyyL1Npw/s220/bees%2Bgame.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5748895397551713789.post-6042831246698236234</id><published>2011-05-09T12:33:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-12T18:21:30.561-06:00</updated><title type='text'>best weekend ever!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Fact-I got up at 1:45 am to start watching the Royal Wedding... and it was as amazing as I have ever dreamed! I loved it! I have been counting down the days ever since they got engaged.. more the fact I have been obsessed with the couple... Reading magazines.. watching the news Thank heavens I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; have extended cable or some of you might have never heard or seen me for weeks! The bad part is that I was down in Ceder City at some strangers house with my friend Amber for Relay For Life (more about that later) (&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ps&lt;/span&gt; she did not wake up to watch it with me... lamer) Anyways back to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;TRW&lt;/span&gt; (the royal wedding) It was &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;magnificent&lt;/span&gt;! Her dress was &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;ridiculous&lt;/span&gt;! I might could fit it over my thigh so that was depressing but it was so pretty! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Even her sister Pippa was &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;gorgeous&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-And the two boys! In their Military dresses! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Gol&lt;/span&gt;!! LOVED IT! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-The best part is that the whole time I got to text Kristy! (&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Whoot&lt;/span&gt; SHOUT OUT!) It was the best! -Oh and the ridiculous hats! I mean come on! I want to be British! For &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;future&lt;/span&gt; notice my wedding will be hat &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;necessary&lt;/span&gt;... Kristy that means you! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Oh and the Queen shes so bad-a she &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;doesnt&lt;/span&gt; even have to sing! Hello &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt; awesome..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But in realitly it was a true fairy tale... the stolen glances the two had at each other were priceless. It was like watching a movie.. I totally acted like a high school girl.. all giddy But thats what life should be about right..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5748895397551713789-6042831246698236234?l=jackileenelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackileenelson.blogspot.com/feeds/6042831246698236234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5748895397551713789&amp;postID=6042831246698236234' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748895397551713789/posts/default/6042831246698236234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748895397551713789/posts/default/6042831246698236234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackileenelson.blogspot.com/2011/05/best-weekend-ever.html' title='best weekend ever!!!'/><author><name>Jacki Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16810013298088875739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T0oU4GGsL48/Trib6wVCZ7I/AAAAAAAAAp8/7CNYyyL1Npw/s220/bees%2Bgame.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5748895397551713789.post-4442647842296385223</id><published>2011-03-09T12:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-09T12:23:08.598-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sara Evans - A Little Bit Stronger</title><content type='html'>So I heard this song on the radio this morning... wow... thats all I have to say..&lt;br /&gt;Its my new theme song..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe height="295" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/22zB6Soc2Gk?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="480" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5748895397551713789-4442647842296385223?l=jackileenelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackileenelson.blogspot.com/feeds/4442647842296385223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5748895397551713789&amp;postID=4442647842296385223' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748895397551713789/posts/default/4442647842296385223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748895397551713789/posts/default/4442647842296385223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackileenelson.blogspot.com/2011/03/sara-evans-little-bit-stronger.html' title='Sara Evans - A Little Bit Stronger'/><author><name>Jacki Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16810013298088875739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T0oU4GGsL48/Trib6wVCZ7I/AAAAAAAAAp8/7CNYyyL1Npw/s220/bees%2Bgame.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/22zB6Soc2Gk/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5748895397551713789.post-7224080587646189951</id><published>2011-03-08T19:19:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-08T19:33:58.660-07:00</updated><title type='text'>IM STILL HERE!!</title><content type='html'>HOLY SMOKES YALL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(yes i used yall)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have not posted in forever it seems like!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much has happened and I have barely had time to even think!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally got a house!!! Its the first one I loved and pretty much the only one I loved! But Ive been there for almost two weeks! Momma threw a surprise house warming party and I was blown away! Most of the people where from my moms work ha. But people from my work came all the way from Layton in that crappy weather and I loved it! I even had a few friends show up which I couldn't have been more happy! And Kristy Im still waiting for my "present"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that has been all Ive been doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Painting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pulling carpet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fixing things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;buying things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been a tiring experience but a blast! Its exactly what I wanted! Im glad things have started to come around!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I got a roommate..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yDapqJWGkCY/TXbmZ0xZlLI/AAAAAAAAAi4/j6etBY5qFXk/s1600/elli.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581902119509267634" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yDapqJWGkCY/TXbmZ0xZlLI/AAAAAAAAAi4/j6etBY5qFXk/s320/elli.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her name is Miss Ellinor Rigby or Elli for short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is the funniest thing ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right as Im typing she is fighting with our big black dog Rocky.. haha she is so cute!She is a blue heeler/Sharpe! She is only 4 months old.. I was really against getting a puppy for my first time on my own. But Ive been looking for a few weeks now and nothing caught my eye.. even though I hate going looking for dogs cause I just want to take them all with me and it was still hard not to take them all with me this time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But man once I saw her I was sold! Right now she is playing with a squeaky toy and every time she makes it squeak it scares her! GOL I LOVE HER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yes I am still alive..&lt;br /&gt;You are all invited to stop by the house anytime its fun to have visitors!&lt;br /&gt;Life is Good....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5748895397551713789-7224080587646189951?l=jackileenelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackileenelson.blogspot.com/feeds/7224080587646189951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5748895397551713789&amp;postID=7224080587646189951' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748895397551713789/posts/default/7224080587646189951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748895397551713789/posts/default/7224080587646189951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackileenelson.blogspot.com/2011/03/im-still-here.html' title='IM STILL HERE!!'/><author><name>Jacki Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16810013298088875739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T0oU4GGsL48/Trib6wVCZ7I/AAAAAAAAAp8/7CNYyyL1Npw/s220/bees%2Bgame.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yDapqJWGkCY/TXbmZ0xZlLI/AAAAAAAAAi4/j6etBY5qFXk/s72-c/elli.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5748895397551713789.post-3221696489608027058</id><published>2011-01-11T18:16:00.015-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-11T19:53:11.863-07:00</updated><title type='text'>qUotes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I havent done this in awhile so I though I would do it again... it always makes me feel good&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/TS0RtD3CzXI/AAAAAAAAAis/_DyJrA25LHk/s1600/uptown.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561120580700392818" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/TS0RtD3CzXI/AAAAAAAAAis/_DyJrA25LHk/s320/uptown.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;UPTOWN GIRLS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Ray Schleine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"Every &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;story&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; has an end. But in life, every ending is just a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;new beginning&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561120579549536722" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/TS0Rs_kqIdI/AAAAAAAAAik/BF80ckdOUls/s320/notting.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;NOTTING HILL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Anna Scott&lt;br /&gt;" After all... I'm &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;just&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; a girl, standing in front of a boy, asking him to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; her."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 128px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561120576214729426" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/TS0RszJlAtI/AAAAAAAAAic/XSxz04uEBwQ/s320/hitch.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HITCH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Hitch Hitchens&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Life&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is not the amount of breaths you take. It’s the &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;moments&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; that take your breath away.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/TS0RsqeeJvI/AAAAAAAAAiU/nk4y14BSQBs/s1600/fnl.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561120573886441202" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/TS0RsqeeJvI/AAAAAAAAAiU/nk4y14BSQBs/s320/fnl.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;FRIDAY NIGHT LIGHTS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Tyra Collette&lt;br /&gt;"Two years ago, I was afraid of wanting anything.&lt;br /&gt;I figured wanting would lead to trying and trying would lead to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;failure&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;But now I find I&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;can't stop&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; wanting.&lt;br /&gt;I want to fly somewhere on first class.&lt;br /&gt;I want to travel to Europe on a business trip.&lt;br /&gt;I want to get invited to the White House.&lt;br /&gt;I want to learn about the world.&lt;br /&gt;I want to &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;surprise&lt;/span&gt; myself.&lt;br /&gt;I want to be important.&lt;br /&gt;I want to be the best person I can be.&lt;br /&gt;I want to &lt;em&gt;define myself&lt;/em&gt; instead of having others define me.&lt;br /&gt;I want to win and have people be happy for me.&lt;br /&gt;I want to lose and&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; get over&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; it.&lt;br /&gt;I want to not be afraid of the unknown.&lt;br /&gt;I want to &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;grow up&lt;/span&gt; and be generous and big-hearted, the way people have been with me.&lt;br /&gt;I want an interesting and surprising life.&lt;br /&gt;It's not that I think I'm going to get all these things.&lt;br /&gt;I just want the possibility of getting them.&lt;br /&gt;College represents &lt;strong&gt;possibility&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;The possibility that things are going to change.&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/TS0RsbeuuzI/AAAAAAAAAiM/NcWlRiXJxKE/s1600/fgt.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 254px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561120569860995890" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/TS0RsbeuuzI/AAAAAAAAAiM/NcWlRiXJxKE/s320/fgt.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FRIED GREEN TOMATOES&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Ninny Threadgoode&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;" A heart can be&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;broken&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, but it will keep&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;beating&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; just the same. "&lt;br /&gt;" I found out what the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;secret&lt;/span&gt; to life is: friends&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Best&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; friends. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;EASY A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Olive Penderghast &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"Whatever happened to &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;chivalry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Does it only exist in 80's movies?&lt;br /&gt;I want John Cusack holding a boombox &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;outside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; my window&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 273px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561104988934440290" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/TS0DhgAXBWI/AAAAAAAAAiE/k_9BDD63iDo/s320/John-Cusack-Say-Anything.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;want&lt;/span&gt; Jake from Sixteen Candles &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;waiting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; outside the church for me.&lt;/ href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/TS0DhIPMIqI/AAAAAAAAAh8/iVXWLTBbhUA/s1600/jake.jpg"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561104982554190498" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/TS0DhIPMIqI/AAAAAAAAAh8/iVXWLTBbhUA/s320/jake.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I wanna ride &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;off&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; on a lawnmower with Patrick Dempsey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/TS0Dg5FpHbI/AAAAAAAAAh0/PWWAeVOKLlA/s1600/f.bmp"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 237px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561104978487614898" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/TS0Dg5FpHbI/AAAAAAAAAh0/PWWAeVOKLlA/s320/f.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; I want Judd Nelson&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;thrusting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; his fist into the air because he knows he&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; got&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/TS0Dgg8t6sI/AAAAAAAAAhs/BRBSO6fXd5c/s1600/breakfast-club.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 162px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561104972007729858" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/TS0Dgg8t6sI/AAAAAAAAAhs/BRBSO6fXd5c/s320/breakfast-club.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Just once I want my life to be like an &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;80's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; movie, preferably one with a really &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;awesome&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; musical number for no apparent reason.&lt;br /&gt;But no, no, John Hughes did not direct my life."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;If you want to look at my other post of quotes &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://jackileenelson.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-was-bored-so-i-though-i-would-post.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;http://jackileenelson.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-was-bored-so-i-though-i-would-post.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5748895397551713789-3221696489608027058?l=jackileenelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackileenelson.blogspot.com/feeds/3221696489608027058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5748895397551713789&amp;postID=3221696489608027058' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748895397551713789/posts/default/3221696489608027058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748895397551713789/posts/default/3221696489608027058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackileenelson.blogspot.com/2011/01/quotes.html' title='qUotes'/><author><name>Jacki Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16810013298088875739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T0oU4GGsL48/Trib6wVCZ7I/AAAAAAAAAp8/7CNYyyL1Npw/s220/bees%2Bgame.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/TS0RtD3CzXI/AAAAAAAAAis/_DyJrA25LHk/s72-c/uptown.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5748895397551713789.post-954864100750317849</id><published>2011-01-11T18:07:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-09T12:26:46.913-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday/Christmas</title><content type='html'>So i guess i never posted this but here are some of the presents i got for my birthday/christmas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/TSz_E_xQ1VI/AAAAAAAAAhk/iLBM1-8KCwI/s1600/IMG_4990.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561100101198337362" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/TSz_E_xQ1VI/AAAAAAAAAhk/iLBM1-8KCwI/s320/IMG_4990.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; a whole deck of james dean playing cards! ever picture is different!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/TSz_ERCq9vI/AAAAAAAAAhc/I83GmwRzxZo/s1600/IMG_4984.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561100088654886642" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/TSz_ERCq9vI/AAAAAAAAAhc/I83GmwRzxZo/s320/IMG_4984.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; found another pair of x files action figures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/TSz_D3s4jJI/AAAAAAAAAhU/gP9yI27X2So/s1600/IMG_4983.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561100081852615826" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/TSz_D3s4jJI/AAAAAAAAAhU/gP9yI27X2So/s320/IMG_4983.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sweet old trunk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/TSz_DhJ81nI/AAAAAAAAAhM/xRht_NwQzJY/s1600/IMG_4977.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561100075800516210" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/TSz_DhJ81nI/AAAAAAAAAhM/xRht_NwQzJY/s320/IMG_4977.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and a few more cameras to add to my little collection!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5748895397551713789-954864100750317849?l=jackileenelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackileenelson.blogspot.com/feeds/954864100750317849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5748895397551713789&amp;postID=954864100750317849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748895397551713789/posts/default/954864100750317849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748895397551713789/posts/default/954864100750317849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackileenelson.blogspot.com/2011/01/birthdaychristmas.html' title='Birthday/Christmas'/><author><name>Jacki Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16810013298088875739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T0oU4GGsL48/Trib6wVCZ7I/AAAAAAAAAp8/7CNYyyL1Npw/s220/bees%2Bgame.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/TSz_E_xQ1VI/AAAAAAAAAhk/iLBM1-8KCwI/s72-c/IMG_4990.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5748895397551713789.post-4953976860799972141</id><published>2011-01-10T18:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-10T18:55:24.747-07:00</updated><title type='text'>resolutions</title><content type='html'>some of mine for this year are &lt;br/&gt; -get a house &lt;br/&gt; -get my toes fixed (that's bad one) &lt;br/&gt; -have fun  &lt;br/&gt; -be a better friend &lt;br/&gt; -get mine and dans scrapbook finished  &lt;br/&gt; -meet new people &lt;br/&gt; -get in touch with old friends &lt;br/&gt; -get a guy to ask me out instead of me asking them out &lt;br/&gt; -play just dance at least once a week  &lt;br/&gt; -go to more raptor baseball games &lt;br/&gt; -go somewhere new &lt;br/&gt; -go on an unique ghost tour  &lt;br/&gt; -study the scriptures a little better &lt;br/&gt; -actually do a fast sunday &lt;br/&gt; -bare my testimony in public &lt;br/&gt; -go to more weber state games &lt;br/&gt; -get over "him" &lt;br/&gt; -try paint ball &lt;br/&gt; -try ten new things &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; ill start from here and see how things go :)&lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.6.5&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5748895397551713789-4953976860799972141?l=jackileenelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackileenelson.blogspot.com/feeds/4953976860799972141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5748895397551713789&amp;postID=4953976860799972141' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748895397551713789/posts/default/4953976860799972141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748895397551713789/posts/default/4953976860799972141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackileenelson.blogspot.com/2011/01/resolutions.html' title='resolutions'/><author><name>Jacki Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16810013298088875739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T0oU4GGsL48/Trib6wVCZ7I/AAAAAAAAAp8/7CNYyyL1Npw/s220/bees%2Bgame.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5748895397551713789.post-7619617820189981104</id><published>2011-01-09T14:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T14:00:47.340-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TAKE THAT KANDIE!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe height="295" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/U8-Y4IVSSjM?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MENTIONED BY NAME KANDIE!! NUMBER ONE FANS!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5748895397551713789-7619617820189981104?l=jackileenelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackileenelson.blogspot.com/feeds/7619617820189981104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5748895397551713789&amp;postID=7619617820189981104' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748895397551713789/posts/default/7619617820189981104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748895397551713789/posts/default/7619617820189981104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackileenelson.blogspot.com/2011/01/take-that-kandie.html' title='TAKE THAT KANDIE!!!'/><author><name>Jacki Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16810013298088875739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T0oU4GGsL48/Trib6wVCZ7I/AAAAAAAAAp8/7CNYyyL1Npw/s220/bees%2Bgame.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/U8-Y4IVSSjM/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5748895397551713789.post-5128962382527261030</id><published>2010-12-26T15:44:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-26T16:11:28.022-07:00</updated><title type='text'>JaMaiCa</title><content type='html'>Okay here are pictures of Jamaica finally..... there are &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/TRfHn0S3j5I/AAAAAAAAAhE/NoOYO6gVzic/s1600/DSCN2047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555128152251404178" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/TRfHn0S3j5I/AAAAAAAAAhE/NoOYO6gVzic/s320/DSCN2047.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this was my favorite billboard... its baby &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;jesus&lt;/span&gt; if you &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; get it... on another one it said "&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;chirstmas&lt;/span&gt; begins with &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;christ&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/TRfHnoJ-QKI/AAAAAAAAAg8/GwabvaLsjjM/s1600/DSCN2040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555128148992868514" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/TRfHnoJ-QKI/AAAAAAAAAg8/GwabvaLsjjM/s320/DSCN2040.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; here is another awesome one.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/TRfHnb6bBsI/AAAAAAAAAg0/9IMCvt0tqGw/s1600/DSCN1976.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555128145706419906" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/TRfHnb6bBsI/AAAAAAAAAg0/9IMCvt0tqGw/s320/DSCN1976.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; church or bar.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/TRfG8ciDdnI/AAAAAAAAAgs/2jpP0jGX-YQ/s1600/DSCN1417.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555127407138272882" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/TRfG8ciDdnI/AAAAAAAAAgs/2jpP0jGX-YQ/s320/DSCN1417.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;jumping off the cliff at ricks cafe... found out after people have died doing it... wise decision on my part..................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/TRfG8KAZTeI/AAAAAAAAAgk/pfLMuNrwDm0/s1600/DSCN1380.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555127402165259746" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/TRfG8KAZTeI/AAAAAAAAAgk/pfLMuNrwDm0/s320/DSCN1380.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; some sweet underground caves....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/TRfG7zdWJ7I/AAAAAAAAAgc/WZ_H9VBHEsA/s1600/DSCN1160.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555127396112672690" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/TRfG7zdWJ7I/AAAAAAAAAgc/WZ_H9VBHEsA/s320/DSCN1160.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; we ate here (at our hotel) pretty much every day/night... it was delightful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/TRfG7uughsI/AAAAAAAAAgU/2TlJjLWXiWQ/s1600/DSCN1068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555127394842478274" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/TRfG7uughsI/AAAAAAAAAgU/2TlJjLWXiWQ/s320/DSCN1068.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/TRfG7dGh7YI/AAAAAAAAAgM/OYwre2S4pyM/s1600/DSCN1047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555127390111395202" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/TRfG7dGh7YI/AAAAAAAAAgM/OYwre2S4pyM/s320/DSCN1047.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;dan&lt;/span&gt; driving on the wrong side of the car... i felt awkward being in the front like that... i felt like i was driving but had no control! it was scary.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/TRfGPRqS10I/AAAAAAAAAgE/9yQobwW5e70/s1600/IMG_4920.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555126631125931842" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/TRfGPRqS10I/AAAAAAAAAgE/9yQobwW5e70/s320/IMG_4920.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; on top of a lighthouse at sunset... awesome...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/TRfGO0IQXqI/AAAAAAAAAf8/UQKJ4x2DsCY/s1600/IMG_4921.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555126623198535330" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/TRfGO0IQXqI/AAAAAAAAAf8/UQKJ4x2DsCY/s320/IMG_4921.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; daddy is afraid of heights....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/TRfGOfCNMeI/AAAAAAAAAfs/2EIPBpwbUxM/s1600/IMG_4726.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555126617536016866" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/TRfGOfCNMeI/AAAAAAAAAfs/2EIPBpwbUxM/s320/IMG_4726.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; banana tree....... loved it &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Some other things that happened...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-lost luggage&lt;br /&gt;-held at gun point by police and searched...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-had awesome jerk chicken from a scary &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;restaurant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;dan&lt;/span&gt; got pulled over by police for going super fast '(but &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;theres&lt;/span&gt; no way to pay it off so basically he gets off &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;scott&lt;/span&gt; free)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-watched an amazing sunset &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;every night&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-joined a random wedding that was being held at our hotel on the beach&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-ate &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; of food&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;kar&lt;/span&gt; got sick and threw up our last night there&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-almost missed one of our flights... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-ran &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;frantically&lt;/span&gt; through the airport, while pulling a roller carry one (one of my bucket lists)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-found out it was delayed an hour anyways&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-met &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; of really great people (including &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;collin&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;powells&lt;/span&gt; cousin)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-drove four hours to go to a really scary part of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;jamaica&lt;/span&gt; just to go to church with people that we semi knew..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-listened to fast and testimony meeting amazing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-saw many a goat/people/&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;mongrels&lt;/span&gt; on the side of the roads just &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;chillin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_20" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;dan&lt;/span&gt; drove really really crazy through the crappy pot hole &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_21" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;riddin&lt;/span&gt; streets&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-got to hear &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_22" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;dan&lt;/span&gt; talk &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_23" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;jamacian&lt;/span&gt;/&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_24" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;haitian&lt;/span&gt;/creole &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_25" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; its super awesome&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-never will do it again unless &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_26" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; rich and can hang out at sandals beach &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_27" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;resports&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-had a once in a life time vacation&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5748895397551713789-5128962382527261030?l=jackileenelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackileenelson.blogspot.com/feeds/5128962382527261030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5748895397551713789&amp;postID=5128962382527261030' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748895397551713789/posts/default/5128962382527261030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748895397551713789/posts/default/5128962382527261030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackileenelson.blogspot.com/2010/12/jamaica.html' title='JaMaiCa'/><author><name>Jacki Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16810013298088875739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T0oU4GGsL48/Trib6wVCZ7I/AAAAAAAAAp8/7CNYyyL1Npw/s220/bees%2Bgame.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/TRfHn0S3j5I/AAAAAAAAAhE/NoOYO6gVzic/s72-c/DSCN2047.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5748895397551713789.post-501470184859063920</id><published>2010-12-08T07:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-08T07:17:00.816-07:00</updated><title type='text'>its getting better</title><content type='html'>Well my blog is sure a roller coaster ride. Going from up to super low. This ones gonna be in between.  &lt;br/&gt; Things are better. I don't cry every day. Which is good. My heart still hurts like someone is sitting on my chest. I think about him almost all the time. Except for when I get busy which I try to do all the time. Mornings are super hard. That's when we did most of our talking. Its rough. I miss him I'm not gonna lie. His sister emailed me which was the nicest thing. She is the mom of the girl we took to the zoo. I love her kids. I miss the whole family. I haven't heard anything from him which is probably the hardest but is probably for the best. If he doesn't love me I don't think I could handle him talking to me. I'm trying to get past it. Every time I talk to a guy I think of him. Every time I see a couple together I think of him. This is the hardest thing I've had to go through so far in my life. But it is getting slightly easier. My family has been uber amazing with letting me vent and cry. Dan has been a champ he feels super bad cause he's the one who set is up. He's been really good at keeping my mind of things. I'm actually glad he's home ha. But my friends have been awesome I love you all. And youre the ones who read this anyways so thank you. For everything.  &lt;br/&gt; Anyway I promise my next update with be on the high. I will post about Jamaica and my awesome presents I got for my birthday :)&lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.6.5&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5748895397551713789-501470184859063920?l=jackileenelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackileenelson.blogspot.com/feeds/501470184859063920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5748895397551713789&amp;postID=501470184859063920' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748895397551713789/posts/default/501470184859063920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748895397551713789/posts/default/501470184859063920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackileenelson.blogspot.com/2010/12/its-getting-better.html' title='its getting better'/><author><name>Jacki Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16810013298088875739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T0oU4GGsL48/Trib6wVCZ7I/AAAAAAAAAp8/7CNYyyL1Npw/s220/bees%2Bgame.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5748895397551713789.post-7532441794039995935</id><published>2010-11-14T06:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-14T06:33:45.494-07:00</updated><title type='text'>one week</title><content type='html'>One week is how long it took for him to fall out of love with me &lt;br/&gt; one week he went from telling me he was ready to marry me to not wanting to be with me &lt;br/&gt; one week he went from calling me the love of his live to pretty much shutting me out &lt;br/&gt; one week he broke promises he made to me &lt;br/&gt; One week &lt;br/&gt; &lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.6.4&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5748895397551713789-7532441794039995935?l=jackileenelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackileenelson.blogspot.com/feeds/7532441794039995935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5748895397551713789&amp;postID=7532441794039995935' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748895397551713789/posts/default/7532441794039995935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748895397551713789/posts/default/7532441794039995935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackileenelson.blogspot.com/2010/11/one-week.html' title='one week'/><author><name>Jacki Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16810013298088875739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T0oU4GGsL48/Trib6wVCZ7I/AAAAAAAAAp8/7CNYyyL1Npw/s220/bees%2Bgame.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5748895397551713789.post-8047577098470017786</id><published>2010-10-04T17:53:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-04T17:53:17.860-06:00</updated><title type='text'>no words</title><content type='html'>So I'm pretty much speechless when it comes to my life right now. the last few weeks have been amazing. all thanks to Michael Alan Hanna. as most of you know I love movies. and as most of you know men in movies are false idols. I figured that after the guys who I dated I would have to change my expectations about boys. well then I met Michael.  he Amazing. he's funny athletic charming cheesey romantic spiritual clean goofy. he surpassed my expectations. I keep pinching myself seeing if I would wake up. its ridiculous. and I love it. He says the nicest things to me. but yeah the kid is great. sometime later I'll update more about our adventures cause we've had some good times and we'll probably have a ton more :)&lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.5.9&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5748895397551713789-8047577098470017786?l=jackileenelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackileenelson.blogspot.com/feeds/8047577098470017786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5748895397551713789&amp;postID=8047577098470017786' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748895397551713789/posts/default/8047577098470017786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748895397551713789/posts/default/8047577098470017786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackileenelson.blogspot.com/2010/10/no-words.html' title='no words'/><author><name>Jacki Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16810013298088875739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T0oU4GGsL48/Trib6wVCZ7I/AAAAAAAAAp8/7CNYyyL1Npw/s220/bees%2Bgame.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5748895397551713789.post-6500821193602229420</id><published>2010-09-19T12:00:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-19T12:43:57.202-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Enter Text Here....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Well I know my last few post have been some what lame... but I figured Id try to catch up today..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;These events will probably be out of order but whateves&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-We had to put my dog Koda down. I had told my mom I just wanted them to do it but not to tell me when. She was doing good but she still had to wear that stupid cone and I hated seeing her like that. Then the swelling came back in her legs with ment she was getting used to the medication. I was okay when they did it. I had cried alot the last two weeks over her. But I knew it was somthing that had to be done. She wasnt the same happy fun dog as she used to be. I know she is in a better place barking and being all ridiculouly muscley like she was before all of this happened (and yes she had ridiculous muscles on her!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Kar moved down to school... Ive probably seen her maybe twice. When she comes home usually its with Alex so shes at his house. Its weird she was my only friend for 17 years and now I hardly ever see her of even talk to her. But she is having a blast down at Snow. Im glad. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Dan is home. Dan needs to leave. :) Everyone said he was going to be a little weird and things. But not Danny. He is exactly the same. Which makes it easier for me to move out. :) I like the kid but man he gets me frustrated. It was way funny how my mom thought he was just amazing on his mission and how bad she missed him. But the other Day she got so mad at him. I loved it! Ha Bad to the good ol days of mommy yelling at brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/TJZWedJYGyI/AAAAAAAAAfI/J0RnM5QfoLg/s1600/IMG_4612.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518693474609142562" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/TJZWedJYGyI/AAAAAAAAAfI/J0RnM5QfoLg/s320/IMG_4612.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Me and Kandie went and painted the old cement factory! It was way fun! If you want to read more about it you can check it out on her blog! &lt;a href="http://kandietyler.blogspot.com/2010/08/17-paint-cement-plantcheck.html"&gt;http://kandietyler.blogspot.com/2010/08/17-paint-cement-plantcheck.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/TJZWd2BUO0I/AAAAAAAAAfA/_WH7R5lmmc8/s1600/IMG_4547.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518693464106351426" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/TJZWd2BUO0I/AAAAAAAAAfA/_WH7R5lmmc8/s320/IMG_4547.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/TJZWdHQ9MKI/AAAAAAAAAe4/6TQ9SvJxUsI/s1600/IMG_4543.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518693451555483810" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/TJZWdHQ9MKI/AAAAAAAAAe4/6TQ9SvJxUsI/s320/IMG_4543.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-I put an offer on a house. I still havent heard anything but hopefully by the end of the month...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I finished my stinkin quilt!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! This isnt a good picture but it will do for now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/TJZZX4GmnwI/AAAAAAAAAfg/e1g3WUoNm3Y/s1600/quilt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518696660121067266" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/TJZZX4GmnwI/AAAAAAAAAfg/e1g3WUoNm3Y/s320/quilt.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-I finally got my Montero! Its black (lame but okay) But the inside is in great condition. I got a super good deal on it... I love it a ton.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/TJZZW5HqH1I/AAAAAAAAAfQ/t0efloQQXCA/s1600/car.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518696643214057298" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/TJZZW5HqH1I/AAAAAAAAAfQ/t0efloQQXCA/s320/car.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Work is good. I got a raise and now qualify for bonuses! Boni.. Bonusi.. I now get a bonus! (That works better) So I cant complain to much about work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Michael. Michael is my new love. This kid is amazing. Just talking about him right now puts a smile on my face. Its kinda a weird story of how we met. He was in the MTC with Dan (yes I am a cougar) and Dan told him to write my sister. So he wrote my sister for two years (and she never told him she had a boyfriend.... what a hooker :) jk I heart you Kar!) then I saw him at Dans homecoming and I just went up to introduce myself cause I heard tons about him. And that was all. Then a few days later I kinda was feeling bummed out about the whole Jake thing still and I just had mentioned to Dan to hook me up with Michael.. Well he did. We have only spent three days together but they literally have been the best three days ever! (well maybe not so much the first one.. but it was still good :)) Any ways we spent all of peach days together went to the parade, went to all the booths, he even bought me delicious dutch oven there oh it was so good! He was even a trooper and went to a family party that I had to go to. And then dinner and a fire... It was good. Then just yesterday he had a whole day planned out for me. Which was different cause I was used to always planning and dragging certain people around with me. But I got to his house early for breakfast that he made. Then he gave me some options and I totally went for the taking his niece to the ZOO!!! oh it was fun! I havent been there for years! Then we hung at his sisters and husbands place for a bit. They are hilarious. Then we took a well needed nap. Cooked dinner. And then we went on a night hike. Ok I like hikes. But this one was... icky. It was maybe five minutes long but straight up a dirt road. And I know I am not in shape! So the whole hike neither of us spoke cause we were breathing so hard haha! And my legs were burning my lungs were burning. I havent felt like that since college ball! We finally make it to the top and I thought I was going to throw up which thank goodness I didnt cause that kinda would have been embarrassing. It over looks Park City. And the stars were so great that night! It was great. :) Then we came back sat in the hot tub to get life back into my legs. And finished off with a movie. It was good. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/TJZZXH922uI/AAAAAAAAAfY/H5meLJuENkI/s1600/us.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518696647199480546" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/TJZZXH922uI/AAAAAAAAAfY/H5meLJuENkI/s320/us.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He is amazing. I miss him all the time. I wish I could see him more than just on Saturdays. But well make it work. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways thats been my life the last few weeks...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5748895397551713789-6500821193602229420?l=jackileenelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackileenelson.blogspot.com/feeds/6500821193602229420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5748895397551713789&amp;postID=6500821193602229420' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748895397551713789/posts/default/6500821193602229420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748895397551713789/posts/default/6500821193602229420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackileenelson.blogspot.com/2010/09/enter-text-here.html' title='Enter Text Here....'/><author><name>Jacki Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16810013298088875739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T0oU4GGsL48/Trib6wVCZ7I/AAAAAAAAAp8/7CNYyyL1Npw/s220/bees%2Bgame.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/TJZWedJYGyI/AAAAAAAAAfI/J0RnM5QfoLg/s72-c/IMG_4612.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5748895397551713789.post-2765114960757104211</id><published>2010-09-14T07:58:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-14T07:58:09.085-06:00</updated><title type='text'>smiley face</title><content type='html'>So I've met someone. It's new but it's so much better than I ever imagined. It's completely different than it was with Jake. His name is Mike. And he's younger than me :) But he is so great. He lives in Sandy so we only get to see each other on the weekends but we make good use of it :) no worries there will more to come &lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.5.8&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5748895397551713789-2765114960757104211?l=jackileenelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackileenelson.blogspot.com/feeds/2765114960757104211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5748895397551713789&amp;postID=2765114960757104211' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748895397551713789/posts/default/2765114960757104211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748895397551713789/posts/default/2765114960757104211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackileenelson.blogspot.com/2010/09/smiley-face.html' title='smiley face'/><author><name>Jacki Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16810013298088875739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T0oU4GGsL48/Trib6wVCZ7I/AAAAAAAAAp8/7CNYyyL1Npw/s220/bees%2Bgame.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5748895397551713789.post-5617319126913599782</id><published>2010-09-05T20:42:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-05T20:42:01.768-06:00</updated><title type='text'>bitter sweet</title><content type='html'>This might be short but its comin from my new phone so its cool.  &lt;br/&gt; So these last few weeks have been pretty emotional.  &lt;br/&gt; Dan Dan came home.  &lt;br/&gt;  I'm about to out an offer on a house.  &lt;br/&gt; Put a down payment on a Montero.  &lt;br/&gt; Went on a date with an old friend.  &lt;br/&gt; Went on another date with a great new friend.  &lt;br/&gt; And found out my dog has cancer. &lt;br/&gt; When Tuesday comes I'll be a wreck. I'll find out about my car and put in my offer for my house and probably have my parents put my dog down. I can't handle her being this way. She has to wear a cone and she's mopey. I've had to put dogs down before but only for old age. And what ever happened to Koda happened to bloody fast it was just completely floored me.  But I know its best for her. Its just hard getting to that point of knowing that that's hard.   &lt;br/&gt; So anyways in my next post it will be more uplifting I Have picture to share a hopefully some good news about the car/house/boy situation ;)&lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.5.8&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5748895397551713789-5617319126913599782?l=jackileenelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackileenelson.blogspot.com/feeds/5617319126913599782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5748895397551713789&amp;postID=5617319126913599782' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748895397551713789/posts/default/5617319126913599782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748895397551713789/posts/default/5617319126913599782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackileenelson.blogspot.com/2010/09/bitter-sweet.html' title='bitter sweet'/><author><name>Jacki Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16810013298088875739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T0oU4GGsL48/Trib6wVCZ7I/AAAAAAAAAp8/7CNYyyL1Npw/s220/bees%2Bgame.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5748895397551713789.post-2620185003236750611</id><published>2010-08-02T18:39:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-08-02T18:57:13.937-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Well it hurt worst than I thought it would</title><content type='html'>k to be quick me and Jake broke up. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; want to dive into specifics but we were just both not at the same place. It got hard for me and tiring getting him to show interest or do anything with me. But I mean its the right thing I think for both of us.  Even though it sucks eggs.&lt;br /&gt;So no asking about Jake okay!&lt;br /&gt;So better and funner news. Me &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Kar&lt;/span&gt; and Alex went down to St George this weekend and played in an all night tourney! We played at 11pm 1am 2 am 4am 6am and 7am then Saturday at 9pm 10pm 1am and 2am! It was nuts!!! Its still a huge blur to me! But way fun! We had a blast &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; think Ill be doing that for awhile! And the good news is.. NO ALMOST DYING! It was great.&lt;br /&gt;Dan come home in 22 days.... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;CARAZY&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;I got a ton of things to do... probably wont get it done &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;His home coming is the 29&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; and you all are invited for sure!&lt;br /&gt;I love my job right now! Except for getting up after staying up playing softball for 48 hours that was hard.&lt;br /&gt;But &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; doing what I was actually hired for. Running a machine that makes montages so I play on a huge super nice computer. Its pretty great. I have a blast with the people in the new room &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; in but I miss the other people somewhat &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;. But it makes the day go by way fast! I like it! Some times I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; want to go home! Yikes &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt; weird. I wish I could go in later in the day though that would be cool.&lt;br /&gt;This weekend &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; going camping in Bear Lake and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; super excited. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;havent&lt;/span&gt; been up there this year at all. I asked Jake but I guess that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;aint&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;happenin&lt;/span&gt; :( But its okay. I think its hard cause I loved his family a ton! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; just waiting for his sister and brother to text me to find out what happened. Okay I got off track back to Bear Lake. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Kar&lt;/span&gt; is going up with Alex and his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;fam&lt;/span&gt; so hopefully my parents go so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; not left with them &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Well I still am liking my life. Its &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;goin&lt;/span&gt; to be weird. My mom is already &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;settin&lt;/span&gt; me up. I mean the last couple months I had more guys ask me out then my entire life so. There might be hope still. :)&lt;br /&gt;I am also really considering buying some type of house. A type of fixer upper. And a new automobile so I got &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; to look forward to the next while.&lt;br /&gt;But yeah well Have a Good One!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5748895397551713789-2620185003236750611?l=jackileenelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackileenelson.blogspot.com/feeds/2620185003236750611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5748895397551713789&amp;postID=2620185003236750611' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748895397551713789/posts/default/2620185003236750611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748895397551713789/posts/default/2620185003236750611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackileenelson.blogspot.com/2010/08/well-it-hurt-worst-than-i-thought-it.html' title='Well it hurt worst than I thought it would'/><author><name>Jacki Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16810013298088875739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T0oU4GGsL48/Trib6wVCZ7I/AAAAAAAAAp8/7CNYyyL1Npw/s220/bees%2Bgame.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5748895397551713789.post-8420452588162553366</id><published>2010-07-11T15:46:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-07-11T16:06:44.370-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I totally forgot about these</title><content type='html'>Okay so I have totally forgot about these great pictures! Ive been a slacker when it comes to posting them I guess. But here are some classics!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/TDo814aLCzI/AAAAAAAAAeU/3Gd05_K6Zz8/s1600/kandie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492769591904635698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/TDo814aLCzI/AAAAAAAAAeU/3Gd05_K6Zz8/s320/kandie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kandie, Kandie, Kandie.... we went dumpster diving for my Jurassic Park gate entrance for Relay for Life............ She went all out and helped! I owe her and Katie! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/TDo81ifqp4I/AAAAAAAAAeM/wLWCh5T4mA8/s1600/great.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492769586022098818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/TDo81ifqp4I/AAAAAAAAAeM/wLWCh5T4mA8/s320/great.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I took Taleas senior pictures and this is her Kar and Alex trying to figure out thoughtful/fierce.. Kar is to thoughtful. Ts too fierce.... and Alley well hes just too special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/TDo81WLyG9I/AAAAAAAAAeE/KsLfgBMw5S8/s1600/yes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492769582717475794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/TDo81WLyG9I/AAAAAAAAAeE/KsLfgBMw5S8/s320/yes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kar graduated seminary!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/TDo81OjtNlI/AAAAAAAAAd8/WzbluenZlWY/s1600/grad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492769580670334546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/TDo81OjtNlI/AAAAAAAAAd8/WzbluenZlWY/s320/grad.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And high school!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/TDo800swGEI/AAAAAAAAAd0/hmnUb_bvIA0/s1600/sem+grad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492769573728950338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/TDo800swGEI/AAAAAAAAAd0/hmnUb_bvIA0/s320/sem+grad.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the fam at Kars sem graduation! Were all great.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We played in a slow pitch tourney on the 3rd and my dad got a new camera so he went picture happy. But he did get a few great shots. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/TDo-RVJa2VI/AAAAAAAAAek/5HISWxyqCcM/s1600/dead.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492771162987092306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/TDo-RVJa2VI/AAAAAAAAAek/5HISWxyqCcM/s320/dead.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;That white thing over my head.... yeah thats the ball..&lt;em&gt; phew&lt;/em&gt;!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/TDo-Qw5kAlI/AAAAAAAAAec/W3r_VxJ2Sbw/s1600/ars.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492771153256907346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/TDo-Qw5kAlI/AAAAAAAAAec/W3r_VxJ2Sbw/s320/ars.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This one is all about my fore arm muscle!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So yeah there ya go! As for my life now its great. Work kinda blows just cause my fam is in Montana right now and Im sitting at home... blogging.... watching X-files..... eating Cheese Burger soup.... OH WAIT... THATS AWESOME!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;JAKE DALEY IS HOME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Hes a neat kid. I like him. I really missed him. We looked at his pictures last night. He got to do some pretty amazing things.... Im jealous. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Everything else is going splendid. Although I miss my friend Kristen..... She got married and has since not talked to me... maybe she will read this and text me to hang out :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Well life is great. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I like it a ton.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Except for the having to get up for work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But hey it gives me a lot of money well a lot for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;k cool&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I hope everyone can have a great day/week/month/year!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5748895397551713789-8420452588162553366?l=jackileenelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackileenelson.blogspot.com/feeds/8420452588162553366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5748895397551713789&amp;postID=8420452588162553366' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748895397551713789/posts/default/8420452588162553366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748895397551713789/posts/default/8420452588162553366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackileenelson.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-totally-forgot-about-these.html' title='I totally forgot about these'/><author><name>Jacki Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16810013298088875739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T0oU4GGsL48/Trib6wVCZ7I/AAAAAAAAAp8/7CNYyyL1Npw/s220/bees%2Bgame.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/TDo814aLCzI/AAAAAAAAAeU/3Gd05_K6Zz8/s72-c/kandie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5748895397551713789.post-6066357620895241633</id><published>2010-06-13T09:19:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-06-13T13:38:15.716-06:00</updated><title type='text'>holy smokes what a month!</title><content type='html'>I dont even know where to begin. So if these are out of order my bad. Plus Im just going to list them.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;strong&gt;RELAY FOR LIFE&lt;/strong&gt;!- it was a blast! This year was a ligit 24 hours. I was up from 8 am on friday to 12 pm on Saturday. I was BEAT! We actually got a few naps in between so it wasnt to shabby. The whole week before I had to work in the Rec office for football sign ups so I was very very tired. The next morning we did a t ball tournament! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;CAN YOU SAY FIRST EVERY RELAY FOR LIFE T BALL CHAMPIONS!! WHAT WHAT!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; it was awesome and way fun! A few teams semi ruined the fun and would yell and argue and we were like geez come on its for fun right?! The first game we started beating the other team and we ended up having to run backwards or skipping or hopping the bases. And we couldnt use our mits. And it was way fun! My team was super &lt;em&gt;awesome&lt;/em&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;strong&gt;WORK WORK WORK&lt;/strong&gt;- The last two weeks were football registration for South Ogden. Which meant 10 am to 10 pm since I had to ump games at night. &lt;em&gt;Yikes&lt;/em&gt;. I worked more these last two weeks than Ive worked this entire year.... times 3... maybe. But I like doing registration and the office work. It was the going to umpire and getting yelled at that wore me out the most. Just one coach just hates me and we all know why... its cause Im a girl. And I love the fact that the big strong dad man coaches try to accuse me of being wrong and in fact Im 100% right on the rules. Then we they acknowledge it they go up to the 15 year old I ump with and tells him I was right. He was super lame. But baseball is almost over! Time for tackle football!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-BENEFITS- &lt;/strong&gt;For the first time ever I am now a full time employee.... with benefits! I hardly know what that even means!!! But I do. I start next week at Professional Office Services or what I like to call P.O.S. HAHA. Its down in Clearfield and they make business cards and batches of paperwork for doctors and dentist and people like them. The job I do is brand new so no one actually knew what the name of it would be and the GM ended up putting down like three job titles so it will be interesting! But Im excited. Sad that I have to leave SOC Rec but hopefully Ill still be able to work sometimes for them. Especially tackle!&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;strong&gt;JAKE- &lt;/strong&gt;Jake left me for Belize the day after Relay. He suprised me and came down to Relay Friday night... hes lucky he did cause I would have been ticked if he didnt show up!!! But he did :) Hes been out in the sun diggin for people or something related to that but &lt;em&gt;NOT DINASAURS&lt;/em&gt;! He informs me of that all the time. Hes been gone exactly a week today. He doesnt get any phone service but I did get a little short but sweet email from him during the week. So he hasnt completely forgot about me! He wont be back until July so I got awhile!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah.. that was just everything in a nutshell. It really doesnt seem like alot but man at the time, being so use to not working and not having things to do, then all of a sudden all this was thrown at me.... Kinda wore me out completely. Anyways hopefully things start to slow down so I can take it all in!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5748895397551713789-6066357620895241633?l=jackileenelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackileenelson.blogspot.com/feeds/6066357620895241633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5748895397551713789&amp;postID=6066357620895241633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748895397551713789/posts/default/6066357620895241633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748895397551713789/posts/default/6066357620895241633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackileenelson.blogspot.com/2010/06/holy-smokes-what-month.html' title='holy smokes what a month!'/><author><name>Jacki Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16810013298088875739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T0oU4GGsL48/Trib6wVCZ7I/AAAAAAAAAp8/7CNYyyL1Npw/s220/bees%2Bgame.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5748895397551713789.post-8097464673958540052</id><published>2010-05-13T14:10:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T14:15:12.098-06:00</updated><title type='text'>i was here</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;THIS IS MY NEW &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ATHEM&lt;/span&gt;.... LOVE IT TO DEATH!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Was Here lyrics&lt;br /&gt;You will notice &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;I'll&lt;/span&gt; be &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;leavin&lt;/span&gt;' my mark,&lt;br /&gt;like initials carved in an old oak tree&lt;br /&gt;you wait and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;maybe&lt;/span&gt; I'll write like Twain wrote&lt;br /&gt;maybe I'll paint like Van &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Gough&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;cure the common cold i don't know but I'm ready to start &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;cuz&lt;/span&gt; i know in my heart&lt;br /&gt;I wanna do something that matters&lt;br /&gt;say something different&lt;br /&gt;something that sets the whole world on it's ear&lt;br /&gt;i wanna do &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;somethin&lt;/span&gt; better, with the time &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;i've&lt;/span&gt; been given&lt;br /&gt;and i wanna try to touch a few hearts in this life&lt;br /&gt;and leave &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;nothin&lt;/span&gt; less that something that says i was here&lt;br /&gt;I will prove you wrong&lt;br /&gt;if you think &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; all talk,&lt;br /&gt;your in for a shock&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;cuz&lt;/span&gt; this streams too strong, and before too long&lt;br /&gt;maybe &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;i'll&lt;/span&gt; compose symphonies&lt;br /&gt;maybe &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;i'll&lt;/span&gt; fight for world peace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;cuz&lt;/span&gt; i know it's my destiny to leave more that a trace of myself in this place&lt;br /&gt;I wanna do something that matters&lt;br /&gt;say something different&lt;br /&gt;something that sets the whole world on it's ear&lt;br /&gt;i wanna do &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;somethin&lt;/span&gt; better,&lt;br /&gt;with the time &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;i've&lt;/span&gt; been given&lt;br /&gt;and i wanna try to touch a few hearts in this life&lt;br /&gt;and leave &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;nothin&lt;/span&gt; less that something that says i was here&lt;br /&gt;And i know that i,&lt;br /&gt;i will do more than just pass through this life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;i'll&lt;/span&gt; leave &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;nothin&lt;/span&gt; less that &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;somethin&lt;/span&gt; that says i was here,&lt;br /&gt;i was here,&lt;br /&gt;i was here,&lt;br /&gt;i was here&lt;br /&gt;Wanna do &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_20" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;somethin&lt;/span&gt; that matters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_21" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;somethin&lt;/span&gt; that says i was here&lt;br /&gt;wanna do &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_22" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;somethin&lt;/span&gt; that matters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_23" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;somethin&lt;/span&gt; that says i was here,&lt;br /&gt; i was here&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5748895397551713789-8097464673958540052?l=jackileenelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackileenelson.blogspot.com/feeds/8097464673958540052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5748895397551713789&amp;postID=8097464673958540052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748895397551713789/posts/default/8097464673958540052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748895397551713789/posts/default/8097464673958540052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackileenelson.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-was-here.html' title='i was here'/><author><name>Jacki Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16810013298088875739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T0oU4GGsL48/Trib6wVCZ7I/AAAAAAAAAp8/7CNYyyL1Npw/s220/bees%2Bgame.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5748895397551713789.post-2633321585234907574</id><published>2010-05-04T09:23:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T09:34:00.441-06:00</updated><title type='text'>week in the life - sunday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Alright the last day of the week in the life series... So looking back I did a terrible job. But Im surprised I actually did it and it really didnt turn out so bad. I want to do it again sometime when I actually have a life maybe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;So the day after being at the ball park for 12 hours this is the time I wake up on Sunday... and no its not a.m. Jake did stay till 2 30 a.m. so I blame him mostly for me sleeping through both my alarms and not going to church. But I blame Jake for alot of things anyways.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/S-A8TttTnoI/AAAAAAAAAc8/yekDca3mg8o/s1600/IMG_3364.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 226px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467436257012588162" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/S-A8TttTnoI/AAAAAAAAAc8/yekDca3mg8o/s320/IMG_3364.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt; I was sooooooo sore I could barely get out of bed! Everything hurt... ribs, knees, elbow, fore arms, back, calves.... everything. But nothing cures soreness than X-Files and Icy Hot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/S-A8S6S51zI/AAAAAAAAAc0/XJFABkj-uYI/s1600/IMG_3359.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467436243211638578" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/S-A8S6S51zI/AAAAAAAAAc0/XJFABkj-uYI/s320/IMG_3359.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Sunday was actually SUN DAY! Bea-utiful skys! Kar actually took this picture cause I literally couldnt get out of bed. But she actually did good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/S-A8SVV4EWI/AAAAAAAAAcs/H7wVOyH0Vns/s1600/IMG_3547.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467436233291993442" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/S-A8SVV4EWI/AAAAAAAAAcs/H7wVOyH0Vns/s320/IMG_3547.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways that the week in my life... Its boring but I like it, it could be worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5748895397551713789-2633321585234907574?l=jackileenelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackileenelson.blogspot.com/feeds/2633321585234907574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5748895397551713789&amp;postID=2633321585234907574' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748895397551713789/posts/default/2633321585234907574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748895397551713789/posts/default/2633321585234907574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackileenelson.blogspot.com/2010/05/week-in-life-sunday.html' title='week in the life - sunday'/><author><name>Jacki Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16810013298088875739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T0oU4GGsL48/Trib6wVCZ7I/AAAAAAAAAp8/7CNYyyL1Npw/s220/bees%2Bgame.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/S-A8TttTnoI/AAAAAAAAAc8/yekDca3mg8o/s72-c/IMG_3364.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5748895397551713789.post-900531236316902587</id><published>2010-05-04T09:13:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T09:33:53.529-06:00</updated><title type='text'>week in the life - saturday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;So all day Saturday I played in a slow pitch tourney which &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;surprised&lt;/span&gt; the heck out of me that we actually ended up &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;takin&lt;/span&gt; second... But it rained all day so I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;wasnt&lt;/span&gt; able to take my camera outside. But I had taken some pictures in the morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;This is what I wake up to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;every morning&lt;/span&gt;! Cowboy James Dean. Even for a drawing hes good &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lookin&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/S-A5801S8aI/AAAAAAAAAck/SLjSjQ5ScK8/s1600/IMG_3259.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467433664764899746" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/S-A5801S8aI/AAAAAAAAAck/SLjSjQ5ScK8/s320/IMG_3259.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Now this is what I wake up to on the other side of the bed.... to be honest my dog creeps me out sometimes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/S-A52DMtz8I/AAAAAAAAAcU/E5NTmsxZIvo/s1600/IMG_3270.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467433548362141634" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/S-A52DMtz8I/AAAAAAAAAcU/E5NTmsxZIvo/s320/IMG_3270.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Gage sleeps with my mom &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;every night&lt;/span&gt;. While she gets ready for work he comes into my room every morning. We sleep for an hour or so but like I said hes a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;cuddler&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/S-A511SaY0I/AAAAAAAAAcM/uCWmFlCy30w/s1600/IMG_3275.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467433544627938114" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/S-A511SaY0I/AAAAAAAAAcM/uCWmFlCy30w/s320/IMG_3275.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;My moms friend from high school son died this week. I had hung out with him a few times at Weber. He had a brain tumor that &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hed&lt;/span&gt; been battling for a few years now. He was a cool kid. I regret not going out to dinner that night he asked me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/S-A50m7q5TI/AAAAAAAAAb8/iistDv04thE/s1600/IMG_3357.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467433523594585394" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/S-A50m7q5TI/AAAAAAAAAb8/iistDv04thE/s320/IMG_3357.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every night Jake text me. I only get to see him on the weekends and this weekend I only saw him for a few hours cause of softball. And I was &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;sooooo&lt;/span&gt; tired and sore that I fell asleep for most of that time. But he always text me good night :) even with the smiley face. Hes cool like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/S-A521OvLKI/AAAAAAAAAcc/42XxDzPNS_M/s1600/IMG_3268.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467433561792392354" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/S-A521OvLKI/AAAAAAAAAcc/42XxDzPNS_M/s320/IMG_3268.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5748895397551713789-900531236316902587?l=jackileenelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackileenelson.blogspot.com/feeds/900531236316902587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5748895397551713789&amp;postID=900531236316902587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748895397551713789/posts/default/900531236316902587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748895397551713789/posts/default/900531236316902587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackileenelson.blogspot.com/2010/05/week-in-life-saturday.html' title='week in the life - saturday'/><author><name>Jacki Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16810013298088875739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T0oU4GGsL48/Trib6wVCZ7I/AAAAAAAAAp8/7CNYyyL1Npw/s220/bees%2Bgame.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/S-A5801S8aI/AAAAAAAAAck/SLjSjQ5ScK8/s72-c/IMG_3259.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5748895397551713789.post-8277535397697945437</id><published>2010-05-04T09:04:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T09:33:48.200-06:00</updated><title type='text'>week in the life - friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;So I love the smell of laundry. This is a Gain dryer sheet taped above my bed. It smells Divine. I know its getto but whatev I like it!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/S-A4DQHxX5I/AAAAAAAAAb0/EjMaFMdZXrs/s1600/IMG_3264.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467431576146108306" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/S-A4DQHxX5I/AAAAAAAAAb0/EjMaFMdZXrs/s320/IMG_3264.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;My mom bought some Shout stain remover stuff and this was my pile of clothes that had stains of them. Not all of them came out but the ones that worked I super happy about!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/S-A34pkdauI/AAAAAAAAAbs/pSZcPCII5OA/s1600/IMG_3282.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467431393998760674" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/S-A34pkdauI/AAAAAAAAAbs/pSZcPCII5OA/s320/IMG_3282.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;This is probably the first time since road trips for WSU softball that I had eaten inside Wendys. It was great! Good thing I needed a drink huh Kristy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/S-A34JnbUgI/AAAAAAAAAbk/RKuKSN1X63w/s1600/wendys.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 256px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467431385421271554" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/S-A34JnbUgI/AAAAAAAAAbk/RKuKSN1X63w/s320/wendys.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;So like 80 people are having babies this year. But there are only two that I really care about. So I made onesies and bought the greatest book ever. I grew up with Baseball Ballerina so when a couple softball buds got knocked up its the first thing I bought! The other onesie I made had the Killers logo on it. And lets just say it rocked!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/S-A33ui4KxI/AAAAAAAAAbc/VUayaEAQswY/s1600/IMG_3360.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467431378154433298" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/S-A33ui4KxI/AAAAAAAAAbc/VUayaEAQswY/s320/IMG_3360.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/5748895397551713789-8277535397697945437?l=jackileenelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackileenelson.blogspot.com/feeds/8277535397697945437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5748895397551713789&amp;postID=8277535397697945437' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748895397551713789/posts/default/8277535397697945437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748895397551713789/posts/default/8277535397697945437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackileenelson.blogspot.com/2010/05/week-in-life-friday.html' title='week in the life - friday'/><author><name>Jacki Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16810013298088875739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T0oU4GGsL48/Trib6wVCZ7I/AAAAAAAAAp8/7CNYyyL1Npw/s220/bees%2Bgame.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/S-A4DQHxX5I/AAAAAAAAAb0/EjMaFMdZXrs/s72-c/IMG_3264.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5748895397551713789.post-3928234222015854121</id><published>2010-05-04T08:56:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T09:33:43.248-06:00</updated><title type='text'>week in the life - thursday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Well X-Files... What can I say. I am addicted. This episode was the last episode ever! It still gives me goosebumps. Im really only on season 5 still but I jumped head cause there are parts in the finale that I just love :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/S-A15PHGfiI/AAAAAAAAAa8/RccUuonfq3k/s1600/IMG_3243.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467429205052915234" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/S-A15PHGfiI/AAAAAAAAAa8/RccUuonfq3k/s320/IMG_3243.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt; During one of Kars games she ran for a foul ball and smacked into the fence. To be honest I laughed. I laughed hard. Until she showed me the bruises the next day! Then I felt semi bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/S-A16m6KVpI/AAAAAAAAAbM/WypuiKZY5jg/s1600/IMG_3245.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467429228620961426" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/S-A16m6KVpI/AAAAAAAAAbM/WypuiKZY5jg/s320/IMG_3245.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt; I swear I do this to my keys atleast once a week. Its okay if the door is unlocked but this time it was locked and my keys dont reach to the lock. Soooo its awesome!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/S-A154C9EAI/AAAAAAAAAbE/5AckoqMUgrY/s1600/IMG_3244.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467429216041373698" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/S-A154C9EAI/AAAAAAAAAbE/5AckoqMUgrY/s320/IMG_3244.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the puzzle Mr Jake gave me... out of the blue. Hes a good egg! And yes thats James Dean, Marylin and Elvis playing poker. Its rad!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/S-A167djgrI/AAAAAAAAAbU/QqPJ85RBcyg/s1600/puzzle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 256px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467429234138120882" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/S-A167djgrI/AAAAAAAAAbU/QqPJ85RBcyg/s320/puzzle.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/5748895397551713789-3928234222015854121?l=jackileenelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackileenelson.blogspot.com/feeds/3928234222015854121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5748895397551713789&amp;postID=3928234222015854121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748895397551713789/posts/default/3928234222015854121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748895397551713789/posts/default/3928234222015854121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackileenelson.blogspot.com/2010/05/week-in-life-thursday.html' title='week in the life - thursday'/><author><name>Jacki Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16810013298088875739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T0oU4GGsL48/Trib6wVCZ7I/AAAAAAAAAp8/7CNYyyL1Npw/s220/bees%2Bgame.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/S-A15PHGfiI/AAAAAAAAAa8/RccUuonfq3k/s72-c/IMG_3243.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5748895397551713789.post-4503651148612983616</id><published>2010-05-04T08:46:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T09:33:35.575-06:00</updated><title type='text'>week in the life - wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Wednesday was of course another cold day. So me and Gage just laid around most of the day. This is basically all we do. He is such a cuddler and its hard to get anything else done. Cause he just follows you around and wines. But who could say no to this little guy. He is actually laying on my lap as I type.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/S-AzqFQsLoI/AAAAAAAAAac/X90OywvLibg/s1600/IMG_3213.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467426745687486082" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/S-AzqFQsLoI/AAAAAAAAAac/X90OywvLibg/s320/IMG_3213.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Sometimes Kitten gets jealous of our love and has to fight with Gage. Super annoying but what can ya do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/S-Azq66p42I/AAAAAAAAAak/pEpcEpXkNSM/s1600/IMG_3222.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467426760090575714" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/S-Azq66p42I/AAAAAAAAAak/pEpcEpXkNSM/s320/IMG_3222.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt; I coach a 10 and under softball team. Its a blast! I get worn out really fast cause they are all learning so we are "yelling" and telling them where they should be and what they need to do. Its way fun though. The girls make me laugh often...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/S-A0BCWOTNI/AAAAAAAAAa0/TeoFNicbFDQ/s1600/IMG_3197.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467427140042378450" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/S-A0BCWOTNI/AAAAAAAAAa0/TeoFNicbFDQ/s320/IMG_3197.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;This is my bedtime routine. Well besides the tv. But I read the scriptures of course every night. Its a great habit that Im really glad Ive made. The Marlee Matlin book is always last. Its the most intriguing autobiography I have read for sure. To be nice she was a baaaad girl. Her life was not at all what I thought itd be! But very inspiring for sure!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/S-AzrZX9ARI/AAAAAAAAAas/Uw-uO2TMfzk/s1600/IMG_3225.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467426768266526994" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/S-AzrZX9ARI/AAAAAAAAAas/Uw-uO2TMfzk/s320/IMG_3225.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5748895397551713789-4503651148612983616?l=jackileenelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackileenelson.blogspot.com/feeds/4503651148612983616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5748895397551713789&amp;postID=4503651148612983616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748895397551713789/posts/default/4503651148612983616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748895397551713789/posts/default/4503651148612983616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackileenelson.blogspot.com/2010/05/week-in-life-wednesday.html' title='week in the life - wednesday'/><author><name>Jacki Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16810013298088875739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T0oU4GGsL48/Trib6wVCZ7I/AAAAAAAAAp8/7CNYyyL1Npw/s220/bees%2Bgame.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/S-AzqFQsLoI/AAAAAAAAAac/X90OywvLibg/s72-c/IMG_3213.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5748895397551713789.post-3735423193409299528</id><published>2010-05-04T08:31:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T09:33:28.657-06:00</updated><title type='text'>week in the life - tuesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;So basically Im obsessing with yard work right now. I usually do at this time of year but man its alot worse this year. I need to do it. I crave to do it. But money, time, work and the stinkin weather are killing me. As we speak I look outside and I should be taking advantage of the blue sky's, but Ill go out later :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/S-AxnoxP0dI/AAAAAAAAAaM/Syh3d8M7XUs/s1600/IMG_3209.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467424504656417234" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/S-AxnoxP0dI/AAAAAAAAAaM/Syh3d8M7XUs/s320/IMG_3209.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;You gotta take a break to enjoy the labors of your work!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/S-AxohJWZvI/AAAAAAAAAaU/JbnSanTApEo/s1600/IMG_3211.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467424519789897458" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/S-AxohJWZvI/AAAAAAAAAaU/JbnSanTApEo/s320/IMG_3211.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Eh this is our back patio that the only people who really see it is me and my sister when we feed the animals. But it was driving me nuts with the grass so I uprooted all the brick, relaid them and filled them with sand along with all the rocks. That took awhile cause this is when we had our nasty hail storm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/S-AxnJcKaiI/AAAAAAAAAaE/GKlaBnxvp88/s1600/IMG_3202.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467424496246483490" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/S-AxnJcKaiI/AAAAAAAAAaE/GKlaBnxvp88/s320/IMG_3202.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Nothing is better then watchin some ball after a hard days work. I really do miss it. But Im super psyched for slow pitch!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/S-AxmSFNBxI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/CscMXBrft20/s1600/IMG_3184.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 189px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467424481386235666" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/S-AxmSFNBxI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/CscMXBrft20/s320/IMG_3184.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5748895397551713789-3735423193409299528?l=jackileenelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackileenelson.blogspot.com/feeds/3735423193409299528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5748895397551713789&amp;postID=3735423193409299528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748895397551713789/posts/default/3735423193409299528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748895397551713789/posts/default/3735423193409299528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackileenelson.blogspot.com/2010/05/week-in-life-tuesday.html' title='week in the life - tuesday'/><author><name>Jacki Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16810013298088875739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T0oU4GGsL48/Trib6wVCZ7I/AAAAAAAAAp8/7CNYyyL1Npw/s220/bees%2Bgame.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/S-AxnoxP0dI/AAAAAAAAAaM/Syh3d8M7XUs/s72-c/IMG_3209.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5748895397551713789.post-3367828650381008508</id><published>2010-05-04T08:04:00.010-06:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T09:33:19.629-06:00</updated><title type='text'>week in the life - monday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Every Monday morning I start of just like this. Bowl of cereal, my phone and the computer. Danny gets to be on the computer at this time so we get to email each other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/S-AtLl0GDvI/AAAAAAAAAZU/kjpw8DZYInM/s1600/IMG_3167.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467419624780205810" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/S-AtLl0GDvI/AAAAAAAAAZU/kjpw8DZYInM/s320/IMG_3167.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Even though his emails mainly just make fun of me, its kinda nice to actually have some type of contact with him. He comes home in August and to be honest its going to be weird, Im sure alot of you have been through it. So Im looking forward to the awkwardness...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/S-AtNXaWPBI/AAAAAAAAAZc/VA4grL7aXvk/s1600/IMG_3172.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467419655273856018" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/S-AtNXaWPBI/AAAAAAAAAZc/VA4grL7aXvk/s320/IMG_3172.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;The highlight of my day was finding this chocolate bar in my house. Thats hard to come by with my family being raging chocoholics. But I later found out why it was left.... turns out not all chocolate is good. Surprising I know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 197px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467419667353624306" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/S-AtOEaY3vI/AAAAAAAAAZk/iHIk72vfGk4/s320/IMG_3166.JPG" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I was so happy to see water on the waterfall!! It reminds me of my Gpa Fry. He always said "Is there gonna be water on the waterfall?" I miss him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/S-AwKxnl_pI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/Ar_YgHG19qw/s1600/IMG_3181.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467422909304012434" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/S-AwKxnl_pI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/Ar_YgHG19qw/s320/IMG_3181.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Im a master rubics cuber.... I did it on the way to Ogden with the madre. No worries I wasnt driving when I took this picture.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/S-AwKCXyqUI/AAAAAAAAAZs/75NedH_ogFc/s1600/IMG_3176.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467422896621267266" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/S-AwKCXyqUI/AAAAAAAAAZs/75NedH_ogFc/s320/IMG_3176.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5748895397551713789-3367828650381008508?l=jackileenelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackileenelson.blogspot.com/feeds/3367828650381008508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5748895397551713789&amp;postID=3367828650381008508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748895397551713789/posts/default/3367828650381008508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748895397551713789/posts/default/3367828650381008508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackileenelson.blogspot.com/2010/05/week-in-life-monday.html' title='week in the life - monday'/><author><name>Jacki Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16810013298088875739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T0oU4GGsL48/Trib6wVCZ7I/AAAAAAAAAp8/7CNYyyL1Npw/s220/bees%2Bgame.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/S-AtLl0GDvI/AAAAAAAAAZU/kjpw8DZYInM/s72-c/IMG_3167.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5748895397551713789.post-4564805578926221002</id><published>2010-05-03T15:44:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T15:44:27.202-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>about the event just ask!! If will be a ton of fun this year!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5748895397551713789-4564805578926221002?l=jackileenelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackileenelson.blogspot.com/feeds/4564805578926221002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5748895397551713789&amp;postID=4564805578926221002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748895397551713789/posts/default/4564805578926221002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748895397551713789/posts/default/4564805578926221002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackileenelson.blogspot.com/2010/05/about-event-just-ask-if-will-be-ton-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Jacki Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16810013298088875739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T0oU4GGsL48/Trib6wVCZ7I/AAAAAAAAAp8/7CNYyyL1Npw/s220/bees%2Bgame.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5748895397551713789.post-4199182658311375660</id><published>2010-05-03T15:44:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T15:44:24.355-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey its RELAY FOR LIFE TIME! If you would like to donate you can go to the like on my facebook page or give it to me in person. If you want to know more&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5748895397551713789-4199182658311375660?l=jackileenelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackileenelson.blogspot.com/feeds/4199182658311375660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5748895397551713789&amp;postID=4199182658311375660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748895397551713789/posts/default/4199182658311375660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748895397551713789/posts/default/4199182658311375660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackileenelson.blogspot.com/2010/05/hey-its-relay-for-life-time-if-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Jacki Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16810013298088875739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T0oU4GGsL48/Trib6wVCZ7I/AAAAAAAAAp8/7CNYyyL1Npw/s220/bees%2Bgame.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5748895397551713789.post-3765403298510973381</id><published>2010-04-21T09:59:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T10:23:39.189-06:00</updated><title type='text'>"Sometimes I forget my middle name"</title><content type='html'>Awesome... well my big plan of bloggin from my phone didnt quite work out as planned. You can only do a little bit at a time but whatev, Im moving on.&lt;br /&gt;Any who so some things have happened.&lt;br /&gt;-We finally got a homecoming date for Dan August 26th! Yesterday was his 20th month mark... &lt;em&gt;yikes&lt;/em&gt; its really crazy. So yeah&lt;br /&gt;-I hit something on the freeway with my back tire and broke my tire. Luckily I was able to pull off at the Willard Flying J. It was 11 o clock at night but &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I FREAKIN CHANGED THE TIRE BY MYSELF&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! I didnt even have to think about what I was doing. I was pretty proud of myself. My dad did come out to do it but by the time he got there I was basically done. I think he was a little proud of me even though all he said was "Okay only 45" and got back in his car. haha oh father...&lt;br /&gt;But if you are counting (cause I know I am) thats 3 major cases for my poor automobile... Bumper, Transmission, and tire (which Ill be getting another new tire cause as we have noticed they are terrible) &lt;em&gt;soooo awesome&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;-Im coaching a summer softball team and 10 and 14 year old team. Its the same team I helped out with last year but this year just seems more fun. Probably cause Kristy is there now! (Youre welcome Kristy) But its alot of work the 10s are way fun! But their are some teams that are stupid and their whole purpose is to run up the score. And its just crazy. But we have fun. The 14s have improved a ton! They are way fun to watch and coach! Ill probably go down to their tournament in Kaysville this weekend and help. So even though Kar isnt playin summer ball Ill still be gettin in my summer ball quota!&lt;br /&gt;-The last two days I have been working out in the backyard. My fore arms and nose are fried! I love it! Im already almost to my full tanning potential, even though I have a farmers tan. But I dont mind. Yesterday I was outside from 9 to 8 except for an hour of driving to go to a work meeting which was still outside. So skin cancer here I come!&lt;br /&gt;-When Im not coaching or watchin Kar play ball or doing yard work I am watching the X-Files. I am halfway done with season four. Literally the greatest show. I love it and miss it. It brings back so many memories of late nights watching it on Saturday night at 11 and 2 am. &lt;em&gt;GOOD TIMES!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Last night was crazy with all the thunder and lightning and hail. I didnt get much sleep cause my dog was freakin out but hey who can blame here. There were some pretty nasty thunder claps. But when I did sleep I had some pretty weird dreams. 3 to be exact.&lt;br /&gt;1-I was with Mr Jake. And we were in a hotel like lobby or something like that and everything was made of chocolate. even the floor and walls its was awesome.&lt;br /&gt;2-My mom was having some sort of party with her gal pals from work. And they were having dinner (maybe I was hungry and that accounts for all the food in the dreams ?) anyways and it was chili and bread bowls and I was mad cause I had to make my own but then I turned around and there they were all cooked and smothered in cheese.... my favorite.&lt;br /&gt;3-Me and Hilary (yes Hil I dream about you) were at the bowling alley and I think another person was with us and he cheated. But we didnt say anything. But then the owner or boss person came up to Hil and started interrogating her. And caught her in a lie....&lt;br /&gt;So would I say these were weird dreams.... for me no, but I am surprised on how much I can actually remember from them.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways well I would like to end on a quote from one of the test characters on tv today.. Brittany from gLee&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;When I pulled my hamstring I went to a misogynist&lt;/em&gt;...."&lt;br /&gt;Classic....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5748895397551713789-3765403298510973381?l=jackileenelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackileenelson.blogspot.com/feeds/3765403298510973381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5748895397551713789&amp;postID=3765403298510973381' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748895397551713789/posts/default/3765403298510973381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748895397551713789/posts/default/3765403298510973381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackileenelson.blogspot.com/2010/04/awesome.html' title='&quot;Sometimes I forget my middle name&quot;'/><author><name>Jacki Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16810013298088875739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T0oU4GGsL48/Trib6wVCZ7I/AAAAAAAAAp8/7CNYyyL1Npw/s220/bees%2Bgame.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5748895397551713789.post-6911755436390358962</id><published>2010-03-09T11:23:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T12:17:17.178-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Catch Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/S5aWc-zDAuI/AAAAAAAAAY8/K-wzSstI6d0/s1600-h/meandjake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 256px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446706223988802274" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/S5aWc-zDAuI/AAAAAAAAAY8/K-wzSstI6d0/s320/meandjake.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is Jake.&lt;br /&gt;I like him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hes my boyfriend :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hes awesomely great.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so yeah.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anywho... So lifes good. Kar started softball its her senior year... kinda weird. She isnt playin at college so I gotta take advantage of this year. But she has decided to go to Snow. So her and Dan will be down there at the same time.. &lt;em&gt;yikes&lt;/em&gt;. Haha. But I have a funny story to go with the picture that Ill put up. We were at shopko with a bunch of these pre made vinyl signs and me and my mom did a dumb thing and left Kar alone with all these tubes... bad idea. So as I had my back toward her and I just here this crashing noise and Kar sayin "Help! Jack!.... Help Help &lt;em&gt;Help&lt;/em&gt;!" So I turned around to find this...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/S5aWdKOgxWI/AAAAAAAAAZE/icMx22q2RXY/s1600-h/kar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446706227056788834" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/S5aWdKOgxWI/AAAAAAAAAZE/icMx22q2RXY/s320/kar.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;KarLee. Mae. Marie! It was super funny and they would not stop falling down! One of the workers there was walking by and we were like &lt;em&gt;Sorry&lt;/em&gt;! and hes like "its okay I did that yesterday" Oh man... good times.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So yeah this weekend my dad has been out of town!!!! Whoo! We gave him tickets to AZ to hang out with his old baseball buds from high school/college to go and see spring training down there. I guess he went to a couple hockey games and some basketball games too... lucky duck. But us girls have been partyin! We had a girls night/pajama night on Friday and watched a couple girlie movies. It twas fun!! But my dad comes home today so no more fun cause my dad is not a fun type of guy..... (sarcasm)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is for Kandie. I made the Cheeseburger Soup... oh my! It was sooooo goooooood! Thanks for getting me the recipe! I could eat that everyday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When the Olympics were on I was obsesed with curling! Golly I want to do it. The US team made me want to pull me hair out. I felt bad for them but they are still my heros! But the best part was my cat. Miss Kitten and I watched about every curling event... well most of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/S5aeW053ZvI/AAAAAAAAAZM/Y-xy2mTrr1Q/s1600-h/curlin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446714914346854130" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/S5aeW053ZvI/AAAAAAAAAZM/Y-xy2mTrr1Q/s320/curlin.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah things are just splendid! We are starting playoffs at work next week so we are wrappin basketball up. And my boss is havin a baby and guess who gets to be in charge............ MUAHAHA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways I hope everyone is doing well and I cant wait for SPRING!&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/5748895397551713789-6911755436390358962?l=jackileenelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackileenelson.blogspot.com/feeds/6911755436390358962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5748895397551713789&amp;postID=6911755436390358962' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748895397551713789/posts/default/6911755436390358962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748895397551713789/posts/default/6911755436390358962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackileenelson.blogspot.com/2010/03/catch-up.html' title='Catch Up'/><author><name>Jacki Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16810013298088875739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T0oU4GGsL48/Trib6wVCZ7I/AAAAAAAAAp8/7CNYyyL1Npw/s220/bees%2Bgame.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/S5aWc-zDAuI/AAAAAAAAAY8/K-wzSstI6d0/s72-c/meandjake.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5748895397551713789.post-6839057417991227738</id><published>2010-02-04T12:36:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T13:05:29.444-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Preparing for the End</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;So dont worry Im not dying nor is nobody else that I know of except my car (but Ill talk about that later). When I refer to "the end" Im refering to &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lost&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/em&gt; This last week all that I have basically done is catch up on Lost. Ive spent numerous hours on Hulu even 10&lt;em&gt; straight&lt;/em&gt; episodes. Even re watching older seasons with my sister. This week marked the final season premiere.&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; THE FINAL SEASON&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. I love this show. I hate this show. I cant think of another show that has made me feel so many things. Happy, sad, confused, angry, in love, scared, intense, ticked, bawl baby, hilarious are just a few of them. This show is amazing. The writers said that the ending will not please most fans. I hope Im not one of them. But I have a feeling I will be. I dont have a clue what will happen but I know for sure I will cry cause thats how I roll. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/S2soIKqeyII/AAAAAAAAAY0/6-qETL7jvzQ/s1600-h/main-story.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 133px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434481496119232642" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/S2soIKqeyII/AAAAAAAAAY0/6-qETL7jvzQ/s320/main-story.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay so basically Lost has been my life the last week or two. Other things include getting myself organized to get working on my Personal Progress... yes I will overcome! Im really excited to do that even though I said like two weeks ago Id start on it and Ive been a little slow but I have finished some things. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went to my first hockey game! USU vs Weber State. It was great! I never realized how long or how random hockey is. three 20 minute periods with two 20 minutes breaks... weird. But it was fun just one big fight broke out. USU pretty much dominated but WSU had cooler uniforms.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alright on to my car. Some of you might know about Blurple. Hes been through alot. Let me remind you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A week old Blurple rams a raccoon &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Blurple gets a new bumper&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It snows while Im in Logan and Blurple has a fit! Blurples wheels do NOT like snow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gears start freaking out so I pass Blurple to my father.. he says not doing good&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Take Blurple to doctor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Doctor says insides aka transmission is dying&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Try driving him to work in Ogden&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Blurple has a meltdown and keeps slippin into neutral after getting off freeway&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The whole drive home I had to stay in 2 gear taking almost an hour and a half to get home&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today Blurple is in surgery getting new insides that are bran spankin new.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Poor Blurple, but I know it will make him stronger in the end, better freakin be for the price Im (I mean my mom) is paying!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alright I know alot of you are asking about "the boy" Hes good. He is such a sweet heart. He text me good night every night I know its lame but hey its only been a month. Its weird. Im still adjusting to the whole having a guy actually want to hang out with me and say nice things to me. But Im starting to like it. Hes a good egg. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5748895397551713789-6839057417991227738?l=jackileenelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackileenelson.blogspot.com/feeds/6839057417991227738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5748895397551713789&amp;postID=6839057417991227738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748895397551713789/posts/default/6839057417991227738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748895397551713789/posts/default/6839057417991227738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackileenelson.blogspot.com/2010/02/preparing-for-end.html' title='Preparing for the End'/><author><name>Jacki Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16810013298088875739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T0oU4GGsL48/Trib6wVCZ7I/AAAAAAAAAp8/7CNYyyL1Npw/s220/bees%2Bgame.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/S2soIKqeyII/AAAAAAAAAY0/6-qETL7jvzQ/s72-c/main-story.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5748895397551713789.post-3549511882104720071</id><published>2010-01-26T16:17:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T16:25:05.625-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PICTURES!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Alright so today Ive been going crazy scanning some of my favorite pictures of my fam and friends so here are some good ones! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Grandma Fry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/S1943L605SI/AAAAAAAAAYs/OaqRnR3aaBA/s1600-h/shirley.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 227px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431192565119771938" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/S1943L605SI/AAAAAAAAAYs/OaqRnR3aaBA/s320/shirley.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Uncle Mike, Aunt Patty G-ma &amp;amp; G-pa Fry, Mother, Auncle Terry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/S1942tKZqnI/AAAAAAAAAYk/DMLdik6JA9E/s1600-h/fryfam.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 230px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431192556863597170" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/S1942tKZqnI/AAAAAAAAAYk/DMLdik6JA9E/s320/fryfam.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy, Uncle Jim, Aunt Patty, Eric, Uncle Andy, Chris, Uncle Bob, Aunt Kim, Sarah, G-ma Joan, Me and Mommy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/S194n4swM8I/AAAAAAAAAYc/mBEYyEZBAgU/s1600-h/nelsfam.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 218px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431192302262432706" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/S194n4swM8I/AAAAAAAAAYc/mBEYyEZBAgU/s320/nelsfam.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nick, Me, Patch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/S194niei9bI/AAAAAAAAAYU/uw6TQghCGgM/s1600-h/mepatchnick.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 288px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431192296297264562" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/S194niei9bI/AAAAAAAAAYU/uw6TQghCGgM/s320/mepatchnick.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and G-pa Fry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/S194nRBTM-I/AAAAAAAAAYM/mQdMRn9SGCs/s1600-h/megpa2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 271px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431192291611194338" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/S194nRBTM-I/AAAAAAAAAYM/mQdMRn9SGCs/s320/megpa2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Dad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/S194mxbh4nI/AAAAAAAAAYE/UVboQ4yksdI/s1600-h/medad2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 250px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431192283131273842" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/S194mxbh4nI/AAAAAAAAAYE/UVboQ4yksdI/s320/medad2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How adorable was I??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/S194mmfQhEI/AAAAAAAAAX8/F6jMmI6ZJfU/s1600-h/me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 258px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431192280194122818" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/S194mmfQhEI/AAAAAAAAAX8/F6jMmI6ZJfU/s320/me.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5748895397551713789-3549511882104720071?l=jackileenelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackileenelson.blogspot.com/feeds/3549511882104720071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5748895397551713789&amp;postID=3549511882104720071' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748895397551713789/posts/default/3549511882104720071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748895397551713789/posts/default/3549511882104720071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackileenelson.blogspot.com/2010/01/pictures.html' title='PICTURES!'/><author><name>Jacki Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16810013298088875739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T0oU4GGsL48/Trib6wVCZ7I/AAAAAAAAAp8/7CNYyyL1Npw/s220/bees%2Bgame.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/S1943L605SI/AAAAAAAAAYs/OaqRnR3aaBA/s72-c/shirley.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5748895397551713789.post-8410955218510393246</id><published>2010-01-13T10:09:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T10:44:35.187-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I love twentyten already!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Holy Cow! This year is already off to one of the best years I have ever had!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;First of all we got our trip to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jamaica&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; all booked!!!!!!!! Next November I will be here....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426280395715865458" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/S04FRS5Pa3I/AAAAAAAAAXs/eIMV7emREn0/s320/11+JAM+(21).jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AHHHH I just cant wait!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;Second of all I have completed one thing on my resolutions list already and that was to get my &lt;em&gt;Patriarchal Blessing&lt;/em&gt;. I havent gotten it yet this Sunday is the day! And setting the date is more that I ever did with my previous two recommends. So Im super psyched about that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And while I was there I even got my temp &lt;em&gt;Temple Recommend&lt;/em&gt; so for some reason Im all religious and stuff. I dont even know what to do with myself! But on a serious note when he handed that little piece of paper it just felt amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third and most wonderfully. There is a gentlemen in my lovely life. Im not going to dish out to many details its only be like a little over a week. But its been a really really good week. :) His name is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jake&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and hes from Brigham so thats all Im going to say for now. And hes a really good egg... and a good kisser. The End. haha. And no I am not going to tell him I have a blog. Because that would be terrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ANYWAYS&lt;/em&gt;........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got a couple pictures from Elder Nelson during Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/S04EvlnejHI/AAAAAAAAAXc/q8SsJBJCOKA/s1600-h/dan+christmas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 112px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426279816626080882" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/S04EvlnejHI/AAAAAAAAAXc/q8SsJBJCOKA/s200/dan+christmas.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/S04FvHC5R6I/AAAAAAAAAX0/IutlFXO9MQE/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 112px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426280907931207586" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/S04FvHC5R6I/AAAAAAAAAX0/IutlFXO9MQE/s200/1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Well I hope everyones new year is starting off as good as mine! If not you are the one who can make it better!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5748895397551713789-8410955218510393246?l=jackileenelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackileenelson.blogspot.com/feeds/8410955218510393246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5748895397551713789&amp;postID=8410955218510393246' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748895397551713789/posts/default/8410955218510393246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748895397551713789/posts/default/8410955218510393246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackileenelson.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-love-twentyten-already.html' title='I love twentyten already!!!!'/><author><name>Jacki Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16810013298088875739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T0oU4GGsL48/Trib6wVCZ7I/AAAAAAAAAp8/7CNYyyL1Npw/s220/bees%2Bgame.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/S04FRS5Pa3I/AAAAAAAAAXs/eIMV7emREn0/s72-c/11+JAM+(21).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5748895397551713789.post-4334597896604628104</id><published>2009-12-28T14:57:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T15:04:01.819-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Whoot.</title><content type='html'>I just want everyone to know that Im &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;really really really really excited&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; for this week..... I will fill everyone in on the details after.&lt;br /&gt;Ps Elder Nelson is doing great! We only got to talk to him for 40 minutes compared to 6 hours last year! But Im glad for the short time there was no awkward silence in thinking of things to say.&lt;br /&gt;And Santa was pretty great to me this year! Giving me a trip to Cali, some super random stuff from my dad of course and some well needed exercise stuff since I gotta get in some shape cause next year Ill be in Jamaica for Thanksgiving so I gotsta look good!&lt;br /&gt;But yeah so the break has been nice. I havent had to work since before Cali and Ill start work back up this next week.&lt;br /&gt;So really nothing much has happened. My "friends" lame boyfriend came home from his mission so shes been hanging out with&lt;em&gt; him.&lt;/em&gt;  Just kidding Kristen I heart you! And I know you guys will come Thursday!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;But yeah I hope everyones Christmas was great!  And heres to the &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NEW YEAR!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5748895397551713789-4334597896604628104?l=jackileenelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackileenelson.blogspot.com/feeds/4334597896604628104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5748895397551713789&amp;postID=4334597896604628104' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748895397551713789/posts/default/4334597896604628104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748895397551713789/posts/default/4334597896604628104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackileenelson.blogspot.com/2009/12/whoot.html' title='Whoot.'/><author><name>Jacki Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16810013298088875739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T0oU4GGsL48/Trib6wVCZ7I/AAAAAAAAAp8/7CNYyyL1Npw/s220/bees%2Bgame.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5748895397551713789.post-2656838538304369443</id><published>2009-12-20T21:18:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T14:23:51.406-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just some Pictures</title><content type='html'>Alright this post is just going to be some random pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is a picture of my quilt!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/Sy_lt_CTyCI/AAAAAAAAAW0/hBNAN80nklE/s1600-h/SANY0403.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417801454927988770" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/Sy_lt_CTyCI/AAAAAAAAAW0/hBNAN80nklE/s200/SANY0403.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elder Nelson hard at work....&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/Sy736_T1qGI/AAAAAAAAAVk/VajHXTUppSM/s1600-h/P1020363.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417539994572400738" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/Sy736_T1qGI/AAAAAAAAAVk/VajHXTUppSM/s320/P1020363.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas from the Bahamas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/Sy_mrmRH35I/AAAAAAAAAXM/n_5WqZpTgys/s1600-h/P1020379.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417802513431125906" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/Sy_mrmRH35I/AAAAAAAAAXM/n_5WqZpTgys/s200/P1020379.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also bought a new computer with a printer that has a scanner. So my dad has gone pretty crazy with uploading pictures. So here are some of my favs from back in the day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/Sy_lulIsKXI/AAAAAAAAAXE/ce0G-j3Uw4s/s1600-h/Scan10004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 161px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417801465155299698" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/Sy_lulIsKXI/AAAAAAAAAXE/ce0G-j3Uw4s/s200/Scan10004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/Sy_luA6k8tI/AAAAAAAAAW8/mVpakiKJl7w/s1600-h/Scan10017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 184px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417801455432430290" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/Sy_luA6k8tI/AAAAAAAAAW8/mVpakiKJl7w/s200/Scan10017.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/Sy_ltM_uULI/AAAAAAAAAWs/X3fz5t6E0h4/s1600-h/Scan10031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 144px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417801441495371954" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/Sy_ltM_uULI/AAAAAAAAAWs/X3fz5t6E0h4/s200/Scan10031.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5748895397551713789-2656838538304369443?l=jackileenelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackileenelson.blogspot.com/feeds/2656838538304369443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5748895397551713789&amp;postID=2656838538304369443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748895397551713789/posts/default/2656838538304369443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748895397551713789/posts/default/2656838538304369443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackileenelson.blogspot.com/2009/12/just-some-pictures.html' title='Just some Pictures'/><author><name>Jacki Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16810013298088875739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T0oU4GGsL48/Trib6wVCZ7I/AAAAAAAAAp8/7CNYyyL1Npw/s220/bees%2Bgame.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/Sy_lt_CTyCI/AAAAAAAAAW0/hBNAN80nklE/s72-c/SANY0403.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5748895397551713789.post-8201034290690304609</id><published>2009-12-20T19:05:00.015-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T13:54:58.244-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Californ I A!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;So after months of planning I finally made it to Cali! Tons of stuff went down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I left Tuesday to go down to Ceder to spend the night at my friend Ambers house. Who is going to Cali with me. We partied there for the night. Then the next day was the drivin day. We started at a little before 8, for the 10 hour drive to Salinas. I actually drove the entire way without a problem.. never got tired. But by far the best part of the drive was that on the way to Salinas was good ol Highway 46. Where on Sept 30th, 1955 James Dean had his fatal car crash. It has been on my bucket list for the longest time. The intersection has been completely redone since his accident so it doesnt look anything like it did in 55'. But the intersection is renamed James Dean Memorial Highway. And just down the road at Cholame, Cali a Japanese billionaire made a memorial site around the "Living Tree". So I got some pictures of course. Plus there is a random cafe call Jack Ranch Cafe and inside is a ton of pictures of Jimmy Dean and just tons of stuff. I bought a light switch plate and a postcard. And we got milkshakes... not that great but thats not what matters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well thats basically all I can remember from the drive there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We get to Ambers cousin (who we were there to watch him play basketball for Hartnell College in a tournament in Santa Rosa) house. Well he informs us how super scary the town is and the crime and shooting rates are ridiculous..... Could have used that info before we decided to come. Well he just says that most of the drive bys happen on the east side and we were on the west side. Okay I feel a tad better. So we went over to another players house where we were staying the night with him and his wife plus they were having a Christmas party with guys from the team. (Ps no potentials there so dont ask) anyways well while the party was going on we find out there was a shooting across the street from Ambers cousins house... awesome. 3 people were hit and one died. Then the people in the car drove of and slammed into a tree. So I would say I was a bit paranoid to say the least. But I was soooooooo tired from driving. But the party was fun. We did eggnog pong which was way fun. And a couple of the guys are suuupper funny. One guy named Ryo who is Japanese and doesnt speak English very well. But is alot better I guess. But hes so funny. Really quite but yeah says way funny things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah it was fun. Even though I was nervous for the night I fell asleep as soon as I hit the couch and slept through the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next morning we headed off to Santa Rosa, which is 2.5 hours north of Salinas, with the girl (La Shana) whose house we stayed at. She actually played softball for Payson and we played each other our senior year at state. And we won and ended their year... bummer ha. But yeah she played on a couple summer teams too so that was kinda fun to find out and talk about the good ol days. The drives were way pretty too. On the way to Salinas we saw a legit farmville farm from facebook but in real life!!! It was hilarious! Miles and miles and miles of orange trees! And other trees that I could recognize cause their shapes are just alike on facebook!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyways Chris's basketball team lost their first game which they should have won. The other coach got kicked out though for sayin "F you " to the ref. And he said it like 3 times super loud. Way awesome. We had enought time though after the game to go to SAN FRAN! Just like 40 minutes south of where we were. So of course I had to drive. Plus it was dark out but we drove over the Golden Gate Bridge! WAY COOL. The boys were terrible back seat drivers though. Always yelling at little ol me! I missed like two exits cause I couldnt get over so I just went by them. We went to Chinatown since Chris spoke the language and plus I heart Chinese food. But I had a terrible time finding parking and I always missed opened spots and so I finally found one super close and I got a little excited and yelled "SUCK IT!" at Darrin. And then I felt better. But Then me and the parking meeter got into a fight. Apparently after 7 its free so you just need to pay for the time till 7. But I didnt know that so I kept feeding all my quarters. And the boys just thought that was hilarious that I just wasted like 2 dollars on free parking. I never heard the end of that every time I parked anywhere they brought it up. It was pretty funny but I was just fried from driving that I didnt care. We did get to go down the most crooked road in the world.. Lombard St... Look it up its pretty sweet. On the drive home the fog rolled in. Yikes when we hit Santa Rosa I couldnt see the exit! It was intense. But we made it back to the hotel and slept the night away!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day we slept in and got ready for the games. They won! Whoot. So that night Me Amber Chris and Chris's roommate Darrin hung out. It was way funny Amber summed it up by saying it was a date that would not end! (Even though it wasnt a date) We went to dinner at Chilies. Yum. Went back to the hotel. They call us to go to the hot tub and we go and chill. We decided to go to a movie. Invictus (GRRRRRREAAAAT MOVIE!) The boys had told us they were right behind our room at the hotel so we went over there to meet up with them. So as I always do I covered the peep hole. Well it took a long time for them to answer the door so we started pounding. Finally the door sloooowly opened.... And it wasnt the boys room... As the door opened I see this little old women with a look of terror on her poor little face!!!! AH CRAP! I was like IM SOOOO SORRY! We have the wrong room. And she was just like you scared me to death! She was a sweetheart though! But I felt sooo bad! So we went to the movies without a hitch then went back to the hotel got ready for bed. Got INTO bed. They call to go get ice cream right next door at Burger King. Heck yes Im in! We go over and inside was closed but not the drive in so we go back and get my car but I let Darrin drive cause I was sick of driving. Well of course BK ice cream machine was broken. But I really was in the mood for ice cream so I WAS GETTING IT! We couldnt find a McDonalds anywhere. We found like 3 other BKs but nope no ice cream. We went to Jack in the Box but nope no ice cream and Darrin even asked them where a McDonalds was and they were like um I dont know. So we cha cha it and found two.... one was in the WalMart by our hotel and the other just down the road of the Jack in the Box... liars. So we went to the one in Wally World. Me and Chris go in to check to see if its open. ITS OPEN! We order ice cream cones... oh wait they dont do ice cream GOLLLLL!!!! So I sulk out and we finally ended up going to the one but Jack in the Box.But I finally got my ice cream cone only after 45 minutes of driving around at 1030, and it was worth it. THEN we went to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day we checked out. And one of Ambers friends lived in Santa Cruz so she met us in San Fran. So we actually got to visit the town in the day time. Its really neat. And SUPER different in the day time. We walked around Downtown which was intense. I never like walking were alot of people are. Amber decided that we should go up and around the block instead of going on the other side of the street.... bad idea. Since the roads are all crazy we ended up getting semi lost. Of course with all the bums and drunkies. It was intense. Dumb Amber. Never going to listen to her again. But we made it safely. Then we walked Fisherman's Wharf and Pier 49 in 30 minutes cause I had problems with the stupid meeter again. I think the guy at the store gave me a faulty dollar coin. But dont tell the boys they dont know about that. So I got all my tourist gifts I needed for the fam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we drove back and watched the boys play basketball. They lost a toughie. The game ended at 6 and we took off back to Salinas. We did get to eat In n Out though... it aight....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I made Chris drive for awhile cause I was super tired. Good thing I did cause once we hit the awesome Highway 46 the fog rolled in again. And it was bad. So I couldnt sleep cause I was nervous. But Chris was a pro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I took over four hours out of Ceder. Which was like 5 to 9 in the am. And that was tough. I managed to keep myself entertained by like making up dance moves. Lip syncin hard core to awesome songs. So once we got to Ceder Amber had to pack so I just jumped on her couch and as soon as I hit I was out! I slept for like 30 minutes. But then Amber drove the rest of the way! Which brings me here! I finally made it home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole week has been quite a blur to me. Everything seems smashed up. Especially last night and this morning. I am sooo tired right now. I cant even remember what I have just typed so hopefully it makes sense. Anyways I really did have a great time. I will never forget it... hopefully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Golden Gate Bridge&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/Sy_dYG84X5I/AAAAAAAAAWM/sYOqVjeihn4/s1600-h/IMG_2883.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 134px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417792283002560402" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/Sy_dYG84X5I/AAAAAAAAAWM/sYOqVjeihn4/s200/IMG_2883.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/Sy_dYG84X5I/AAAAAAAAAWM/sYOqVjeihn4/s1600-h/IMG_2883.JPG"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Alkatraz&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/Sy_dXnThyZI/AAAAAAAAAWE/9v-BKhNqJ4I/s1600-h/IMG_2834.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 134px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417792274507614610" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/Sy_dXnThyZI/AAAAAAAAAWE/9v-BKhNqJ4I/s200/IMG_2834.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Chinatown&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/Sy_dXV9axgI/AAAAAAAAAV8/Ngh4KbpUmlU/s1600-h/IMG_2774.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 134px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417792269851477506" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/Sy_dXV9axgI/AAAAAAAAAV8/Ngh4KbpUmlU/s200/IMG_2774.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;James Dean Memorial&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/Sy_dW7e4f5I/AAAAAAAAAV0/ip4_BHVkkts/s1600-h/IMG_2758.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 134px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417792262744080274" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/Sy_dW7e4f5I/AAAAAAAAAV0/ip4_BHVkkts/s200/IMG_2758.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/Sy_dWZfpYBI/AAAAAAAAAVs/XrBoB7GsthU/s1600-h/IMG_2754.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 134px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417792253620477970" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/Sy_dWZfpYBI/AAAAAAAAAVs/XrBoB7GsthU/s200/IMG_2754.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Some recycling place... those are plastic bottles pretty cool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/Sy_f2C10-AI/AAAAAAAAAWk/GsrJYOk6Cok/s1600-h/IMG_2842.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 134px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417794996318566402" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/Sy_f2C10-AI/AAAAAAAAAWk/GsrJYOk6Cok/s200/IMG_2842.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I CAN DO IT!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/Sy_esLrJKbI/AAAAAAAAAWU/Dwwr-U65Wks/s1600-h/IMG_2841.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 134px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417793727379351986" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/Sy_esLrJKbI/AAAAAAAAAWU/Dwwr-U65Wks/s200/IMG_2841.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5748895397551713789-8201034290690304609?l=jackileenelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackileenelson.blogspot.com/feeds/8201034290690304609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5748895397551713789&amp;postID=8201034290690304609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748895397551713789/posts/default/8201034290690304609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748895397551713789/posts/default/8201034290690304609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackileenelson.blogspot.com/2009/12/californ-i.html' title='Californ I A!'/><author><name>Jacki Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16810013298088875739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T0oU4GGsL48/Trib6wVCZ7I/AAAAAAAAAp8/7CNYyyL1Npw/s220/bees%2Bgame.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/Sy_dYG84X5I/AAAAAAAAAWM/sYOqVjeihn4/s72-c/IMG_2883.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5748895397551713789.post-6722077971335858916</id><published>2009-12-08T08:39:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T09:43:16.398-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BRRRRRRR!!!!</title><content type='html'>Well I guess you can officially say its winter time!! Its so stinkin cold! Today I was supposed to go up to Logan to get key less entry installed in my car but I decided against it with all the severe winter weather warnings and all.... But I was supposed to go to lunch with Hil Dawg so I am sad about that. But hopefully we'll go this week sometime!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well things have been pretty busy...ish. I got to go down to St George to play in the Toys for Tots slow pitch tournament. It was really fun! Even though it was super cold! You could see your breath! You could feel your face or fingers of toes! But it was great. I did pretty good I must say. I HIT A INSIDE THE PARK &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;HOME RUN&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! It was great. I love it when the outfielders play in on me! Plus it didnt hurt that the girls got to hit with a smaller ball and the fact that if the ball got by you it rolled and rolled! But whatever the case &lt;em&gt;I HIT A HOME RUN&lt;/em&gt;! And nothing you say can make me think different! But I also hit a few triples and alot of singles. But I did suck it up during some games... so it balanced out. I did pretty decent in the field. I ended up playing first base most of the time. Could have done better but I had alot of crap thrown at me. We ended up playing 8 games! Six of them just on Saturday! I havent done that for years! We took 8th out of &lt;em&gt;80 teams&lt;/em&gt;! HECK YEAH! I was super surprised how good we did. Mainly it was the girls who kicked but might I add.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the best part was that on Saturday it was my birthday.... and I didnt tell anybody who was in St George with me that it was! So I spent the whole day like any other day! Except that I kept getting Facebook alerts on my phone from people saying &lt;em&gt;Happy Birthday&lt;/em&gt;. It was great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then that night I stayed in Ceder with my ol friend Amber. She was hosting a bridal shower and made brownies. So she put some candles in a piece and made all the girls sing happy b day. So dont worry, the day ended up actually being a pretty darn good day. But &lt;strong&gt;holy cow&lt;/strong&gt;! I was &lt;em&gt;soooooooooo soooooooooore&lt;/em&gt;! I still can feel it today. My quads, hammys and fore arms! I have no idea why! But I have to admit I do love the feeling of being sore. It makes me feel like Ive actually accomplished something!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night was my work Christmas party at the Timbermine! One word... &lt;em&gt;DELICIOUS&lt;/em&gt;! There was a ton of food and the steak was bigger than my hand! I even took a date! Whoot! Hes a cool dude. Way funny and way nice. Actually he reminds me of my brother.. yikes thats not weird at all..... but I guess Dans a neat kid too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speakin of Dan.. hes in the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bahamas&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!! The little stinker.... He is partyin it up over there! I cant believe he will be home next August and I really cant believe well be in Jamaica in less than a year!!!!!!!!! Thats the best part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing last week pretty much finished my quilt. I got all the sewing done! Whoot... I just have to get the padding and then quilt it... the hardest part. So I dont know if Ill wait to do it and just put it in my cedar chest or what. I want to just get it finished so I can use it! But yea Im a slacker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways me, Kar, my mommy and Kelliann went to the early showing of New Moon. Which was a ma za za zing... Two words.... Jacob and rain. Thats all you need to know............... sorry I was just picturing it again. Okay moving on yeah me and Kar took pictures and we got these sweet vampire slash wolf teeth. So of course we had to do some sweet pictures....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/Sx6AZNlId4I/AAAAAAAAAVU/61wCluKQN9c/s1600-h/SANY0344.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412904972776404866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/Sx6AZNlId4I/AAAAAAAAAVU/61wCluKQN9c/s320/SANY0344.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Ms Kristen got me addicted to this whole texture framer thing that I cant remember what its called. But yeah here are some pictures that Ive done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/Sx58zvpwpGI/AAAAAAAAAVM/3HeQ4Efl6Co/s1600-h/SANY0344.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/Sx58y0ip7qI/AAAAAAAAAVE/02VnS17Bwtk/s1600-h/8+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412901014685216418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 311px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/Sx58y0ip7qI/AAAAAAAAAVE/02VnS17Bwtk/s320/8+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/Sx58yi1b7LI/AAAAAAAAAU8/LA6sVnJ6lcY/s1600-h/7+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412901009932151986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 310px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/Sx58yi1b7LI/AAAAAAAAAU8/LA6sVnJ6lcY/s320/7+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/Sx58x8gX_YI/AAAAAAAAAU0/5sEcTGqLtkY/s1600-h/4+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412900999643266434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 316px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/Sx58x8gX_YI/AAAAAAAAAU0/5sEcTGqLtkY/s320/4+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/Sx58xVdORhI/AAAAAAAAAUs/X2lftudUopo/s1600-h/1+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412900989161063954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 318px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/Sx58xVdORhI/AAAAAAAAAUs/X2lftudUopo/s320/1+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Well yeah so anyways peace out! And have a safe and &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY HOLIDAYS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5748895397551713789-6722077971335858916?l=jackileenelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackileenelson.blogspot.com/feeds/6722077971335858916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5748895397551713789&amp;postID=6722077971335858916' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748895397551713789/posts/default/6722077971335858916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748895397551713789/posts/default/6722077971335858916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackileenelson.blogspot.com/2009/12/brrrrrrr.html' title='BRRRRRRR!!!!'/><author><name>Jacki Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16810013298088875739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T0oU4GGsL48/Trib6wVCZ7I/AAAAAAAAAp8/7CNYyyL1Npw/s220/bees%2Bgame.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/Sx6AZNlId4I/AAAAAAAAAVU/61wCluKQN9c/s72-c/SANY0344.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5748895397551713789.post-1328732774192142480</id><published>2009-11-18T10:45:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T10:54:37.118-07:00</updated><title type='text'>okay okay ok</title><content type='html'>Okay...&lt;br /&gt;So &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; going to use this wonderful blog to do some well deserved venting.&lt;br /&gt;So I have this friend and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;weve&lt;/span&gt; been friends for about a year. No biggie. I really &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; know how to explain our friendship. Hes a huge flirt but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;doesnt&lt;/span&gt; like me like me. And &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; cool with that, no biggie.&lt;br /&gt;Well okay so yesterday, hes the one who wanted to take me to lunch. Cool beans free food. So were just catching up cause we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;hadnt&lt;/span&gt; seen each other in awhile. Well he gets down on himself &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; which I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; blame him cause hes had &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; of crap handed to him. And he is always saying how he hates not being in a relationship and blah blah and that he hates this whole dating thing. Which I totally agree... well I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;shouldnt&lt;/span&gt; say I hate it since I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; do it... anyways he mentions that he is going online to date. Which I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; have a problem with that. But he is basically saying &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;hed&lt;/span&gt; rather go out with complete weirdos (not all are weirdos I know) slash most are, than &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;freakin&lt;/span&gt; date me. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Thats&lt;/span&gt; a biggie. And its cool I get it he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;doesnt&lt;/span&gt; like me blah blah but still it really kills someone when they find out their friend would rather go to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Internet&lt;/span&gt; instead of heaven forbid date me. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Ugh&lt;/span&gt; people suck.&lt;br /&gt;I feel better now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5748895397551713789-1328732774192142480?l=jackileenelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackileenelson.blogspot.com/feeds/1328732774192142480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5748895397551713789&amp;postID=1328732774192142480' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748895397551713789/posts/default/1328732774192142480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748895397551713789/posts/default/1328732774192142480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackileenelson.blogspot.com/2009/11/okay-okay-ok.html' title='okay okay ok'/><author><name>Jacki Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16810013298088875739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T0oU4GGsL48/Trib6wVCZ7I/AAAAAAAAAp8/7CNYyyL1Npw/s220/bees%2Bgame.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5748895397551713789.post-1435631182227891864</id><published>2009-11-17T12:01:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T12:16:20.327-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I heart the D.I.</title><content type='html'>So a few Saturdays ago me and my sister went to the new D.I. in Ogden, to look for a sweater for me since its getting cold. So we went there and were in the sweater/turtleneck area and I had found a red sweater and was just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;caring&lt;/span&gt; it around. Well this wonderfully cheery older women just came up to me and asked if I was looking for a skirt to go with my sweater. At first I was hesitant to answer yes but I thought what the heck this lady might have good taste. She just said that she came across it but it was her style but than she saw me and she just knew that this skirt just suited me cause I was a girlie girl (let the record show I was wearing basketball shorts a jacket no makeup and tennis shoes I was no girlie girl but I take that complement very much!) So she ran over to the skirt dept to get the skirt. And me and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Kar&lt;/span&gt; were just laughing so hard! I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;honestly&lt;/span&gt; was expecting this terrible thing but no. The skirt was really cute! Its like a tan skirt with brown and dark pink leaves! And the lady was such a sweetheart! She was just like I knew &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;youd&lt;/span&gt; like it! And she was just some random D.I. lover like myself! So I wore the skirt to my friends wedding that Saturday and then I wore it to church the next day (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; tell) cause I was speaking in the Singles Ward and I needed to make an impression so I wore my D.I. skirt.&lt;br /&gt;Oh man! I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;FREAKIN&lt;/span&gt; LOVE THE DI!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Some other things.&lt;br /&gt;Danny has been &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;transferred&lt;/span&gt; to the Bahamas....... lame sauce. They speak some type of language there so he has to learn it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;. But lucky fella.&lt;br /&gt;I am now officially a member of the Singles Ward... Yikes. But it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;hasnt&lt;/span&gt; been to bad... so far. I probably will be getting a calling here soon... so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;whoot&lt;/span&gt; for that!&lt;br /&gt;Kristy is married..... bummer ha! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;jk&lt;/span&gt; CONGRATS! I heart you too Kristy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; actually going to lunch with my friend today to Wingers... super excited about that.&lt;br /&gt;OH Thursday I along with my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;motha&lt;/span&gt; and my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;sista&lt;/span&gt; are going to the Gateway to see the premier of New Moon! Really excited about that!&lt;br /&gt;My quilt is almost finished and my almost I mean not really. I got all the pieces sown together except for the outside and the back I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;havent&lt;/span&gt; picked out any fabric for it yet.&lt;br /&gt;Well I cant remember what else has &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;happened&lt;/span&gt;. But Ill be sure to inform the masses of people who read this blog if I remember.&lt;br /&gt;Peace!&lt;br /&gt;P.S. ITS ALMOST THANKSGIVING!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5748895397551713789-1435631182227891864?l=jackileenelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackileenelson.blogspot.com/feeds/1435631182227891864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5748895397551713789&amp;postID=1435631182227891864' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748895397551713789/posts/default/1435631182227891864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748895397551713789/posts/default/1435631182227891864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackileenelson.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-heart-di.html' title='I heart the D.I.'/><author><name>Jacki Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16810013298088875739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T0oU4GGsL48/Trib6wVCZ7I/AAAAAAAAAp8/7CNYyyL1Npw/s220/bees%2Bgame.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5748895397551713789.post-5926643822444154057</id><published>2009-11-02T13:33:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T14:00:17.458-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Heart Dressing Up</title><content type='html'>So I planned on just sitting at home and watching Ghost Adventures Live for 7 hours. But I got invited to go to the fabulous Singles Ward Halloween Dance. I only had 3 hours to prepare, so even though I went as a 70's basketball player last year... I decided what the heck Ill just do it again. I tried to get a mullet but somebody already was going to be using it for the evening. So I got all my gear traded my long purple pants for some skimpy purple shorts and high socks with some Chucks.&lt;br /&gt;Then I found these super sweet glasses of KarLees and of course I had to add them to the whole ensemble. So I had to change my character from a 70's basketball player to a "grandma living back in her old basketball glory days" So in short.. I ROCKED IT!&lt;br /&gt;So the dance was alright. Except for the fact every time a stupid slow dance came on I seemed to be the only person not dancing with anyone haha. So of course I had to pull out the cell phone and pretend like I was calling someone... &lt;em&gt;GOOD TIMES&lt;/em&gt;. But yeah but after as I was following a friend to another friends house.. she got pulled over.. &lt;em&gt;HAHAHAHHA HILARIOUS&lt;/em&gt;! So I just drove by and waved put she didnt see me as she was to busy about to throw up, ha ha just kidding. But that'll teach ya to not flash people huh Kandie! With car headlights that is..&lt;br /&gt;But anyways it turned out to be a pretty decent Halloween. Even though I missed a chunk of Ghost Adventures.... But indeed the pictures speak for themselves...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/Su9D4TTwpQI/AAAAAAAAARU/T9PSM6xJK5w/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399609112775402754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/Su9D4TTwpQI/AAAAAAAAARU/T9PSM6xJK5w/s320/3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/Su9D3wbghaI/AAAAAAAAARM/ddtwos8PoBg/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399609103412659618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/Su9D3wbghaI/AAAAAAAAARM/ddtwos8PoBg/s320/1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was a picture down in Manti... have I said how much I loved my camera lately..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/Su9D5yWAy2I/AAAAAAAAARs/2L2tDpyTkjw/s1600-h/IMG_2402.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399609138286218082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/Su9D5yWAy2I/AAAAAAAAARs/2L2tDpyTkjw/s320/IMG_2402.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;center&gt;Good ol Fall... How I'll miss thee&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/Su9D5QruCmI/AAAAAAAAARk/PYMix3CH1vs/s1600-h/IMG_2362.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399609129250458210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/Su9D5QruCmI/AAAAAAAAARk/PYMix3CH1vs/s320/IMG_2362.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/5748895397551713789-5926643822444154057?l=jackileenelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackileenelson.blogspot.com/feeds/5926643822444154057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5748895397551713789&amp;postID=5926643822444154057' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748895397551713789/posts/default/5926643822444154057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748895397551713789/posts/default/5926643822444154057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackileenelson.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-heart-dressing-up.html' title='I Heart Dressing Up'/><author><name>Jacki Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16810013298088875739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T0oU4GGsL48/Trib6wVCZ7I/AAAAAAAAAp8/7CNYyyL1Npw/s220/bees%2Bgame.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/Su9D4TTwpQI/AAAAAAAAARU/T9PSM6xJK5w/s72-c/3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5748895397551713789.post-106299323504265426</id><published>2009-10-27T22:14:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T22:34:24.411-06:00</updated><title type='text'>KRISTY ANDERSON IS AWESOME!!</title><content type='html'>So yes I did forget about a certain person this week...&lt;br /&gt;Maybe cause she got engaged and is basically going to be ditching me from here on out, I blocked her out of my mind... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went and saw Paranormal Activity... SUPER SCARY!!! LOVED IT!! and yes it is rated R, but I had my reasons for going... so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;whateve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also were going to go to the Haunted Hollow with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Kase&lt;/span&gt;. After DAYS of trying to get every available to go on the same day... we finally did it! So while waiting for Kristy to get in my car I just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;happened&lt;/span&gt; to read the little coupon I got... And what did it say you might ask... Oh just that they were NOT OPEN..... YOU GOTTA BE KIDDING ME! So we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; tell &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Kase&lt;/span&gt; cause she probably would have bailed on us... but maybe not...  but instead we just met her at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Chilis&lt;/span&gt; and had a good dinner.. then told her. Just had to laugh about it.... Good Times... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; kinda disappointed and saddened that we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;werent&lt;/span&gt; able to go this year.. I was really excited.. But lame-o Kristy got engaged and is now "busy" but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;whateve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yeah speaking of Kristy I also completely forgot about my very interesting day up in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Smithfield&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;So here is a list of different things that happened..&lt;br /&gt;-Locked keys in car... first time I have ever done that&lt;br /&gt;-Made &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Hil&lt;/span&gt; call locksmith... Luckily her hubby knew a guy!&lt;br /&gt;-85 yr old locksmith named BUDD, chewed me out for standing in the cold waiting for him&lt;br /&gt;-Super funny guy!&lt;br /&gt;-Made me go to his business (aka his house) so he could make me another key&lt;br /&gt;-I had to leave in the middle of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Kristys&lt;/span&gt; bridal shower cause the guy said "NOW"&lt;br /&gt;-Waited outside for him while he was making my key in his "basement"&lt;br /&gt;-Budd yelled at me for being outside.. made me sit in my car without my keys&lt;br /&gt;-Budd made me two keys and I sat in my car and stared at my locks while he "fiddled" with them&lt;br /&gt;-Asked Budd how much I owed him.. He said 5... I said can I write a check (I know I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; carry cash on me okay!) He said No.. Forget it! So I offered him soup and bread and he said no I already have food!&lt;br /&gt;-Had THE best night with Budd... Good &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;ol&lt;/span&gt; funny Budd&lt;br /&gt;So this post is dedicated to KRISTY... Sorry I forgot&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5748895397551713789-106299323504265426?l=jackileenelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackileenelson.blogspot.com/feeds/106299323504265426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5748895397551713789&amp;postID=106299323504265426' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748895397551713789/posts/default/106299323504265426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748895397551713789/posts/default/106299323504265426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackileenelson.blogspot.com/2009/10/kristy-anderson-is-awesome.html' title='KRISTY ANDERSON IS AWESOME!!'/><author><name>Jacki Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16810013298088875739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T0oU4GGsL48/Trib6wVCZ7I/AAAAAAAAAp8/7CNYyyL1Npw/s220/bees%2Bgame.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5748895397551713789.post-4419296173511460372</id><published>2009-10-26T21:42:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T20:50:04.178-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Must See Movies</title><content type='html'>So I thought I had posted this post a loooong time ago but apparently I forgot to and now I know why nobody responded to it! So here it is.&lt;br /&gt;Alright this has been bugging me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awhile back I had a disturbing conversation with one of my friends. She said she had never seen The Wizard of Oz.... Now I dont know about you and your family but that is a crime in mine. So this had me thinking...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1-Who else hasnt seen this classic movie??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2-What other movies are people missing out on??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So to answer number two I am going to list some of my favorite unknown or little to unknown movies that are must see!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;em&gt;East of Eden/Rebel Without A Cause/Giant&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;James Deans three movies. Great stories. At least watch one of them to be my friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;em&gt;Singin In the Rain&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You kinda have to like musicals cause there is alot of singing and dancing. But its a really funny comedic show. And Gene Kelly is super adorable and dances amazingly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;em&gt;Robin Hood and the Prince of Thieves&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Super GOOD! Nothing more needs to be said. Even though its a pretty famous movie and was nominated for awards. Not very many people I know have seen it. Maybe cause Im a youngin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;em&gt;August Rush/Waitress&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two of Keri Russells finest works. Waitress is kinda darkish but not. Shes pregnant and married to a terrible guy and she makes pies. But its quirky and funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;em&gt;Lars and the Real Girl&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ADORABLE! A super awkward guy gets a doll online and tells everyone its his girl friend. But its really about this great town to takes in the "doll" as one of their own to make the guy feel better. Its hard to explain but another quirky cute show! It has Ryan Gosling in it too....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;em&gt;Stranger Than Fiction&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this is Will Ferrel best movie, well one of them. He isnt his usual self just a normal boring guy. And something happends and his life becomes this writers story. Its not a laugh out loud comedy but its funny. Even has a little romance.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5748895397551713789-4419296173511460372?l=jackileenelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackileenelson.blogspot.com/feeds/4419296173511460372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5748895397551713789&amp;postID=4419296173511460372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748895397551713789/posts/default/4419296173511460372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748895397551713789/posts/default/4419296173511460372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackileenelson.blogspot.com/2009/10/must-see-movies.html' title='Must See Movies'/><author><name>Jacki Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16810013298088875739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T0oU4GGsL48/Trib6wVCZ7I/AAAAAAAAAp8/7CNYyyL1Npw/s220/bees%2Bgame.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5748895397551713789.post-4727718556073077056</id><published>2009-10-26T21:25:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T21:42:17.344-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Catchin Up....</title><content type='html'>So the last week or so has been pretty interesting. My friend from high school's wife died. And it sucked. I cant imagine that happening to me or my spouse or anyone and I &lt;em&gt;hate&lt;/em&gt; that it happened. I know people say well they are in a better place now... but what about the ones left behind. I hate that it happened to this person. He is one of the strongest people that I know and I know that if it happened to anyone He could deal with it. Even though it probably is THE hardest thing in the entire world right know. But even reading his status updates on his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;facebook&lt;/span&gt; you can tell, he is trying to dealing. He is so strong in the Gospel and the whole families can be together again. And ugh it still gets to me. I  could not stop thinking about it for awhile and it just made me so so sad.&lt;br /&gt;So I cant even imagine.&lt;br /&gt;Okay &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; done venting.&lt;br /&gt;So updates:&lt;br /&gt;-Went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Manti&lt;/span&gt; to Ashley aka Salmon Sweaters farewell... now that shes gone Ive lost half of my readers &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;. But yeah way good talk... Shes been out almost a week. Shes learner her some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;spanish&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;-Did a little thing... FINISHED SCHOOL! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;BOOYAH&lt;/span&gt;!! finish. fin. done. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;bada&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;bing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;-Started a quilt and now that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; done with school I have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;a lot&lt;/span&gt; of time to finish it.&lt;br /&gt;-Started plans for a trip to Cali!!!!&lt;br /&gt;-Found out that while in Cali, we will be super close to where James Dean died... so &lt;em&gt;FIELD TRIP&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;-Went into mourning after the Cardinals got slammed in the first round of playoffs&lt;br /&gt;But yeah &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt; about it... So ta ta&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5748895397551713789-4727718556073077056?l=jackileenelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackileenelson.blogspot.com/feeds/4727718556073077056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5748895397551713789&amp;postID=4727718556073077056' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748895397551713789/posts/default/4727718556073077056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748895397551713789/posts/default/4727718556073077056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackileenelson.blogspot.com/2009/10/catchin-up.html' title='Catchin Up....'/><author><name>Jacki Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16810013298088875739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T0oU4GGsL48/Trib6wVCZ7I/AAAAAAAAAp8/7CNYyyL1Npw/s220/bees%2Bgame.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5748895397551713789.post-1841363547052339159</id><published>2009-10-18T21:40:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T21:44:10.733-06:00</updated><title type='text'>No Permanent Parting</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;"There was sorrow, deep and poignant and tragic. But shining through their tears was a faith beautiful and certain that as surely as there was now a sorrowful separation, there would someday be a glad reunion, for that marriage had begun with a sealing for time and eternity in the house of the Lord, under the authority of the holy priesthood."&lt;em&gt; -Gordon B. Hinckley&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;"Death, which faces all of us, is not the end. There is the ever-present expectancy of death, but in reality there is no death—no permanent parting." -&lt;em&gt;Ezra Taft Benson&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5748895397551713789-1841363547052339159?l=jackileenelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackileenelson.blogspot.com/feeds/1841363547052339159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5748895397551713789&amp;postID=1841363547052339159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748895397551713789/posts/default/1841363547052339159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748895397551713789/posts/default/1841363547052339159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackileenelson.blogspot.com/2009/10/no-permanent-parting.html' title='No Permanent Parting'/><author><name>Jacki Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16810013298088875739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T0oU4GGsL48/Trib6wVCZ7I/AAAAAAAAAp8/7CNYyyL1Npw/s220/bees%2Bgame.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5748895397551713789.post-7883372926336345089</id><published>2009-10-05T11:12:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T11:42:33.179-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Whats New?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Whats new with Jacki you might ask..... Well let me catch you up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was my dads 46&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; birthday last Sunday so we partied like.... 10 year &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;olds&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went to the circus, played &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;laser&lt;/span&gt; tag, mini golfed, and go &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;karted&lt;/span&gt;, oh and hit a S&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;pongeBob&lt;/span&gt; pinata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/Ssos-ComAoI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/rADOM5eGYi0/s1600-h/IMG_2069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389169348472865410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/Ssos-ComAoI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/rADOM5eGYi0/s320/IMG_2069.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The birthday boy and his autograph book!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/Ssos9r5nEGI/AAAAAAAAAQs/-dIr4y-Kph4/s1600-h/IMG_2006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389169342370222178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/Ssos9r5nEGI/AAAAAAAAAQs/-dIr4y-Kph4/s320/IMG_2006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best part of the circus were &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;defiantly&lt;/span&gt; the elephants! They are adorable!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/Ssos9DkR7NI/AAAAAAAAAQk/lW2VWW2uqCg/s1600-h/SANY0092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389169331543338194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/Ssos9DkR7NI/AAAAAAAAAQk/lW2VWW2uqCg/s320/SANY0092.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; All of us right after the circus... I admit I was happy to be done! Those &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;ESA&lt;/span&gt; seats are NOT comfortable!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/Ssos_QdWZ6I/AAAAAAAAARE/BZ4DyFv5XaM/s1600-h/SANY0102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389169369363670946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/Ssos_QdWZ6I/AAAAAAAAARE/BZ4DyFv5XaM/s320/SANY0102.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;SpongeBob&lt;/span&gt; and the birthday boy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was actually really fun slash weird but fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went to see 500 Days of Summer finally! I went with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Kar&lt;/span&gt; and Aims and after finding a non &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;squeaky&lt;/span&gt; chair... which was hard (even though we had the entire theater to ourselves) we finally picked one and enjoyed the movie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went on a blind date. We played &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;racket&lt;/span&gt; ball, made pizza, played &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;marioKart&lt;/span&gt; on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Wii&lt;/span&gt;, and watched Monsters vs Aliens.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;IM&lt;/span&gt; ALMOST DONE WITH SCHOOL... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; talking about if I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;wasnt&lt;/span&gt; blogging right now I probably would be finished already, but that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;wouldnt&lt;/span&gt; be fun. BUT &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;IM&lt;/span&gt; ALMOST DONE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hit a raccoon with my week old car. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cried about hitting a raccoon with my week old car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Got a new bumper for my week old car after hitting a raccoon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had one of Dans companions come visit us. His name is Jeff Dove and hes from Cali but hes going to school in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;SLC&lt;/span&gt;.  Dan was his last companion before he left. It was good to hear some stories about him. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; know if any of you remember the story of Dan getting robbed. But Jeff was there when it happened so he let us in on the details! Pretty intense&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/Ssos-iQ-dgI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/CE2FJid8_dY/s1600-h/IMG_2220.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389169356963739138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/Ssos-iQ-dgI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/CE2FJid8_dY/s320/IMG_2220.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah I cant think of much else. Work is going good although Ive had to ref &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;a lot&lt;/span&gt; of flag football games in the rain and snow. And I think its finally getting to me I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;havent&lt;/span&gt; been feeling to great. But its almost done! And I cant wait! Flag football is my least favorite to ref slash &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;score keep&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But yeah HALLOWEEN IS UPON US! This is my favorite time of year October!!! We got some of our decorations out. But usually me and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;Kar&lt;/span&gt; go crazy with the outdoor decorations so you'll have to stay tuned for some of those pictures or just come by cause &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; pretty sure Ill be home!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways I guess I better be getting some homework done so I can finally be done with school!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAPPY FALL!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5748895397551713789-7883372926336345089?l=jackileenelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackileenelson.blogspot.com/feeds/7883372926336345089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5748895397551713789&amp;postID=7883372926336345089' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748895397551713789/posts/default/7883372926336345089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748895397551713789/posts/default/7883372926336345089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackileenelson.blogspot.com/2009/10/whats-new.html' title='Whats New?'/><author><name>Jacki Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16810013298088875739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T0oU4GGsL48/Trib6wVCZ7I/AAAAAAAAAp8/7CNYyyL1Npw/s220/bees%2Bgame.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/Ssos-ComAoI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/rADOM5eGYi0/s72-c/IMG_2069.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5748895397551713789.post-4898836626179633099</id><published>2009-10-05T10:07:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T11:12:53.323-06:00</updated><title type='text'>20 Things</title><content type='html'>Alright this is a good post. The next post Ill update you on my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Show us the inside of something cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/SsodTeLt-QI/AAAAAAAAAP8/N2iyasX9CJM/s1600-h/IMG_0673%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389152124459153666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/SsodTeLt-QI/AAAAAAAAAP8/N2iyasX9CJM/s320/IMG_0673%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is inside my room. I love my bedroom. It has some changes since I took this picture but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; to lazy to go take another!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What's the last &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;home cooking&lt;/span&gt; you had?&lt;br /&gt;Whats the definition of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;home cooking&lt;/span&gt;? Last night we had potpies and instant potatoes and canned &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;green beans&lt;/span&gt;... But &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt; our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;home cookin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What do you miss?&lt;br /&gt;I know this is going to sound crazy but I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;actually&lt;/span&gt; miss my brother....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/SsoeP-56axI/AAAAAAAAAQE/FWwRXYzxTyY/s1600-h/nelson_010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389153164034992914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/SsoeP-56axI/AAAAAAAAAQE/FWwRXYzxTyY/s320/nelson_010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. What makes you laugh often?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/Ssoe8Nkp8nI/AAAAAAAAAQM/ZUNtviIiI3o/s1600-h/IMG_2220.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389153923886609010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/Ssoe8Nkp8nI/AAAAAAAAAQM/ZUNtviIiI3o/s320/IMG_2220.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; These people make me laugh everyday! The random guy in the middle with Gage is Jeff Dove. Him and Dan were companions his last six weeks and he came and visited!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/SsofuRqLKCI/AAAAAAAAAQU/0Izljj8B8FI/s1600-h/the_office-show%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389154783976957986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/SsofuRqLKCI/AAAAAAAAAQU/0Izljj8B8FI/s320/the_office-show%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Also this show cracks me up so much!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. What's your favorite word?&lt;br /&gt;ridiculous... I say it alot&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. What are you trying to quit?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Hmm&lt;/span&gt; eating fast food. Ive trimmed down a bit but sometimes the call of the King just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;beacons&lt;/span&gt; me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. What's your favorite commercial right now?&lt;br /&gt;Either the Roni &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Deutch&lt;/span&gt; lawyer one, or the binder and binder lawyer one I mean whats with the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Aussie&lt;/span&gt; cowboy hat... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Whose style do you dig?&lt;br /&gt;My sister... shes very stylish&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Link to a great blog you've discovered lately...&lt;br /&gt;This maybe weird but Kristen Farr I love your blog! You inspire me and I love everything you write about cause its what I would write about if I wrote about stuff!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. What's the last craft you made?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/Ssoj2eYIUSI/AAAAAAAAAQc/YZlVG2eJu9s/s1600-h/elvis.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389159322876399906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/Ssoj2eYIUSI/AAAAAAAAAQc/YZlVG2eJu9s/s320/elvis.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made this shirt for Ashley cause shes in love with Elvis. And Ive been addicted to making shirts! So if you want a sweet shirt let me know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. A photo of the last happy mail you got :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Thats&lt;/span&gt; a hard one cause I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; get mail.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Something you've got lately?&lt;br /&gt;Well it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;hasnt&lt;/span&gt; really been lately but I got myself a new Mazda 3 car! His name is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Blurple&lt;/span&gt; cause hes like a blue purple color and hes is super rad!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. What are you looking forward to?&lt;br /&gt;Being done with school... which means Ill have to find a real job... which means I can move out!&lt;br /&gt;14. Post a recent snapshot of yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Recent Favorite Movie?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Monsters&lt;/span&gt; vs Aliens! &lt;em&gt;THUMBS THUMBS!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Something you're working on right now?&lt;br /&gt;Getting some fabric for a quilt, finishing school, and finding a job.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. If a movie were made about you, who would play you?&lt;br /&gt;Some one that is hilarious and super awkward!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;18. What gives you goosebumps?&lt;br /&gt;Jim and Pam from the Office!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;19. Share a new obsession.&lt;br /&gt;crafts crafts and crafts. either quilts or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;embroidery&lt;/span&gt;, or making shirt designs I gotta do it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;20. What's the meaning of your life?&lt;br /&gt;My last post says it all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5748895397551713789-4898836626179633099?l=jackileenelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackileenelson.blogspot.com/feeds/4898836626179633099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5748895397551713789&amp;postID=4898836626179633099' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748895397551713789/posts/default/4898836626179633099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748895397551713789/posts/default/4898836626179633099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackileenelson.blogspot.com/2009/10/alright-this-is-good-post.html' title='20 Things'/><author><name>Jacki Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16810013298088875739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T0oU4GGsL48/Trib6wVCZ7I/AAAAAAAAAp8/7CNYyyL1Npw/s220/bees%2Bgame.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/SsodTeLt-QI/AAAAAAAAAP8/N2iyasX9CJM/s72-c/IMG_0673%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5748895397551713789.post-6256316902041920855</id><published>2009-09-23T14:22:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T14:30:22.544-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Instructions for a Wonderful, Fulfilling Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;My mom sent this to me. And even though I hate forwards from her... this one is actually a great one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;1 Give people more than they expect and do it cheerfully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;2 Memorize your favorite poem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;3Don’t believe all you hear, spend all you have, or sleep all you want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;4 When you say, “I love you”, mean it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;5 When you say, “I’m sorry”, look the person in the eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;6 Be engaged at least six months before you get married.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;7 Believe in love at first sight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;8 Never laugh at anyone’s dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;9 Love deeply and passionately. You might get hurt but it’s the only way to live life completely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;10 In disagreements, fight fairly. No name-calling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;11 Don’t judge people by their relatives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;12 Talk slowly but think quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;13 When someone asks you a question you don’t want to answer, smile and ask, “Why do you want to know?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;14 Remember that great love and great achievements involve great risk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;15 Call your mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;16 Say “bless you” when you hear someone sneeze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;17 When you lose, don’t lose the lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;18 Remember the three R’s: Respect for self; Respect for others; Responsibility for all your actions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;19 Don’t let a little dispute injure a great friendship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;20 When you realize you’ve made a mistake, take immediate steps to correct it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;21 Smile when picking up the phone. The caller will hear it in your voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;22 Marry a man/woman you love to talk to. As you get older, conversational skills will be as important as any other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;23 Spend some time alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;24 Open your arms to change, but don’t let go of your values.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;25 Remember that silence is sometimes the best answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;26 Read more books and watch less TV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;27 Live a good, honorable life. Then when you get older and think back, you’ll get to enjoy it a second time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;28 Trust in God but lock your car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;29 A loving atmosphere in your home is so important. Do all you can to create a tranquil harmonious home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;30 In disagreements with loved ones, deal with the current situation. Don’t bring up the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;31 Read between the lines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;32 Share your knowledge. It’s a way to achieve immortality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;33 Be gentle with the earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;34 Pray. There’s immeasurable power in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;35 Never interrupt when you are being flattered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;36 Mind your own business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;37 Don’t trust a man/woman who doesn’t close his/her eyes when you kiss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;38 Once a year, go someplace you’ve never been before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;39 If you make a lot of money, put it to use helping others while you are living. That is wealth’s greatest satisfaction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;40 Remember that not getting what you want is sometimes a stroke of luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;41 Learn the rules then break some.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;42 Remember that the best relationship is one where your love for each other is greater than your need for each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;43 Judge your success by what you had to give up in order to get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;44 Remember that your character is your destiny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;45 Approach love and cooking with reckless abandon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Day by day, what you do is what you become…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5748895397551713789-6256316902041920855?l=jackileenelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackileenelson.blogspot.com/feeds/6256316902041920855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5748895397551713789&amp;postID=6256316902041920855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748895397551713789/posts/default/6256316902041920855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748895397551713789/posts/default/6256316902041920855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackileenelson.blogspot.com/2009/09/instructions-for-wonderful-fulfilling.html' title='Instructions for a Wonderful, Fulfilling Life'/><author><name>Jacki Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16810013298088875739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T0oU4GGsL48/Trib6wVCZ7I/AAAAAAAAAp8/7CNYyyL1Npw/s220/bees%2Bgame.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5748895397551713789.post-3786970572992726525</id><published>2009-09-15T11:03:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T12:36:58.431-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sam Wheat and Miss Vida Boheme</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;So the movie industry lost another great yesterday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Patrick Swayze.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;What an actor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;He was known for his &lt;em&gt;Dirty Dancing&lt;/em&gt;, being an &lt;em&gt;Outsider&lt;/em&gt; and a great &lt;em&gt;Ghost&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;But by far my favorite Patrick Swayze movie is &lt;em&gt;To Wong Foo Thanks For Everything, Julie Newmar.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;In an early blog I talked about this movie and how Mr Swayze and Wesley Snipes where drag queens. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I love this show. It is one of my favorites. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Im trying to get a video clip of some funny moments but blogger isnt cooperating very much!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;One of my favorite lines from &lt;em&gt;Ghost&lt;/em&gt; is when either him or Demi Moore says "I love you" the other one always replied "Ditto" I dont know I have always loved that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;This clip is also one of my favorites. Its an SNL skit he did with Chris Farley. Pretty funny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-bbbb319b1914ffcb" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v9.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dbbbb319b1914ffcb%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331884593%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6D2BBAF6D33ACD6728A62782666CB51FCBF7E12E.385A13A6DE9DC9EFE0218EFD26636A714243CC27%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dbbbb319b1914ffcb%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DR-orcP1pba934pGE-HiBw8MNEjc&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v9.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dbbbb319b1914ffcb%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331884593%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6D2BBAF6D33ACD6728A62782666CB51FCBF7E12E.385A13A6DE9DC9EFE0218EFD26636A714243CC27%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dbbbb319b1914ffcb%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DR-orcP1pba934pGE-HiBw8MNEjc&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;He has been in some pretty unforgettable movies. So without a doubt he will be remembered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Also on a different note I now have a Flickr account where I have put some of my photos I have taken. So if you want to check it out go on ahead...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/jackileenelson"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;http://www.flickr.com/photos/jackileenelson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5748895397551713789-3786970572992726525?l=jackileenelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackileenelson.blogspot.com/feeds/3786970572992726525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5748895397551713789&amp;postID=3786970572992726525' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748895397551713789/posts/default/3786970572992726525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748895397551713789/posts/default/3786970572992726525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackileenelson.blogspot.com/2009/09/sam-wheat-and-miss-vida-boheme.html' title='Sam Wheat and Miss Vida Boheme'/><author><name>Jacki Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16810013298088875739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T0oU4GGsL48/Trib6wVCZ7I/AAAAAAAAAp8/7CNYyyL1Npw/s220/bees%2Bgame.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5748895397551713789.post-5646627020254478719</id><published>2009-09-08T21:02:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T21:45:35.144-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Montana...... Bingo!</title><content type='html'>So once upon a time we were at the senior citizen center up in Montana, where we go at least one day cause my Grandma Joan is like in charge of the whole thing, playing bingo. My dad had been messing with Kars bingo board covering certain numbers over when they werent being called. So Karlee in return covered B 4 but later they called that number so it wasnt that big of deal. Then she covered B 10. Well even later dad only had "one" left, so he was getting all excited and doing the telepathy thing "O 68" well the dude called it and dad got sooo &lt;strong&gt;HAPPY&lt;/strong&gt;! But me and Kar were laughing sooo hard and crying and we were trying to get him not to say it but he said BINGO! Which made us laugh even harder! So the lady checked it but was like "Um he didnt call B 10" &lt;em&gt;Holy crap&lt;/em&gt; dad got so sad, but was laughing and even said that it was a good one. Oh man good times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So every time we go up to Seeley, we always wanted to go to the LDS church up there. So finally we were like this time WE WILL! So before we realized it was Fast &amp;amp; Testimony weekend, we had already decided to go. We either thought this will be super boring slash awkward with like ten people ( three including us) or a really good experience hearing peoples testimonies from a really small non Mormon town. Well we get there and they dont have a chapel just a relief society room where they do the whole sha bang. So I kept thinking its okay it will be fun......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The time went by way fast! There were quite a bit of people there and never a dull moment. I mean to start of the meeting with the choir director &lt;em&gt;removing her retainer&lt;/em&gt; out of her mouth.... I knew this meeting was going to be special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So with about 10 minutes left I was like you know this meeting has been really really great hearing about how these people kinda function in this small town and not being over populated with Mormons. So this old gentle men gets and and he looks like a cookie old guy so I turned to Kar and said "Hes my new best friend" before he even said a word. &lt;em&gt;DOUBLE U OH DOUBLE U&lt;/em&gt; (aka wow) He was a yeller!!! Man and as soon as he got up you could see the "regular church goers" shake their heads and started to brace themselves. HE WENT OFF ON OBAMA AND THE WHITE HOUSE AND GLENN BECK! Let me list some memorable quotes&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;Get on your white horse and carry the torch of righteousness for Glenn Beck."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Pray to give Glenn Beck super natural powers."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"The communist in the white house is going to send out spies to our homes and find out our family secrets!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Our children are going to pay the price for these communist!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jiminy Crickets!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could not look at the guy but Kar said he was staring right at us the entire time. Yikes. I started giggling and there were only like four rows of chairs so Im pretty sure he knew I was laughing but I wasnt the only one. But oh man it was the most memorable experience ever. And the worst part is that even though there were some great testimonies, they will ever more be over shadowed by the crazy Glenn Beck guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best fast and testimony ever though!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The End&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here are some pictures from Montana&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/SqciqrFpNJI/AAAAAAAAAP0/fXRbQJb_K-U/s1600-h/IMG_1908.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379306396433593490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/SqciqrFpNJI/AAAAAAAAAP0/fXRbQJb_K-U/s320/IMG_1908.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Grandmas putting the dinosaur puzzle together... I did most of it though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/Sqcip_AjPfI/AAAAAAAAAPs/wc1MCKOX7KE/s1600-h/IMG_1934.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379306384601071090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/Sqcip_AjPfI/AAAAAAAAAPs/wc1MCKOX7KE/s320/IMG_1934.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My Uncle Jims, Uncle Bobs, my dads, and Aunt Pattys tassels that are up at our cabin I though it looked like a cool picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/SqcipTy5v2I/AAAAAAAAAPk/SAQ31hZHz2M/s1600-h/IMG_1949.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379306373001101154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/SqcipTy5v2I/AAAAAAAAAPk/SAQ31hZHz2M/s320/IMG_1949.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The cabin.... can you spot KarLee holding something.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5748895397551713789-5646627020254478719?l=jackileenelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackileenelson.blogspot.com/feeds/5646627020254478719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5748895397551713789&amp;postID=5646627020254478719' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748895397551713789/posts/default/5646627020254478719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748895397551713789/posts/default/5646627020254478719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackileenelson.blogspot.com/2009/09/montana-bingo.html' title='Montana...... Bingo!'/><author><name>Jacki Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16810013298088875739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T0oU4GGsL48/Trib6wVCZ7I/AAAAAAAAAp8/7CNYyyL1Npw/s220/bees%2Bgame.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/SqciqrFpNJI/AAAAAAAAAP0/fXRbQJb_K-U/s72-c/IMG_1908.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5748895397551713789.post-1524129829718545115</id><published>2009-08-30T17:44:00.019-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T10:16:51.943-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Tops</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Well I figured since I have been a blogger for almost a year, that it was time to give my page a little makeover. And since Ive been in a drawing mood I thought this background fit perfect.&lt;br /&gt;I really dont have much to say but I was inspired by another blogger pal to do a post of some top movies.&lt;br /&gt;So I decided to do a top list in certain catagories and add a line or quote from some movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here I go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Comedies&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ace Ventura 2&lt;br /&gt;Austin Powers 3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000196/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Goldmember&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;: Dr. Evil, we still have the ultimate insurance policy. May I present to you, the very sexual, the very toite, Austin Power's fahza. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000196/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dr. Evil&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;: His what? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0001822/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Number 2&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;: His fahza, Dr. Evil. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000196/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dr. Evil&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;: His farger? What's a farger? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000196/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Goldmember&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;: His fahza. You know, the fahza. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000196/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dr. Evil&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;: You know Goldmember, I don't speak freaky-deaky Dutch. Okay, perv boy? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000196/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Goldmember&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;: Fahza, his dad, dad is fahza. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000196/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dr. Evil&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;: Oh, his dad. His *fa-ther*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nacho Libre&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Action&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;National Treasure 2 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Transformers 1 &amp;amp; 2&lt;br /&gt;Jurassic Park &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000156/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663366;"&gt;Dr. Ian Malcolm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663366;"&gt;: God creates dinosaurs. God destroys dinosaurs. God creates man. Man destroys God. Man creates dinosaurs... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000368/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663366;"&gt;Dr. Ellie Sattler&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;: Dinosaurs eat man. Woman inherits the earth...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Speed&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Horror&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When A Stranger Calls&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate babysitting now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pyscho&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never get in the shower in a motel room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Strangers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I know its rated R.... just for being so ridiculously scary that I had to have the lights on... in daytime.. and having Kar tell me what was going to happen.... and I still freaked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Classics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rebel Without A Cause&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000015/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663366;"&gt;Jim Stark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;: I woke up this morning, you know... and the sun was shining, and it was nice, and all that type of stuff. And the first thing, I saw you, and, uh, I said, "Boy, this is gonna be one terrific day, so you better live it up, because tomorrow you'll be nothing. You see? And I almost was.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sixteen Candles&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I heart Jake Ryan. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Singin' in the Rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I wish I was in the Gene Kelly era. He is such and amazing dancer and man just one look at his smile and Im a goner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#660000;"&gt;Musical&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Moulin Rouge!&lt;br /&gt;Phantom of the Opera&lt;br /&gt;High School Musical 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Take my hand. Take a breath. Hold me close and take one step. Don't be afraid, afraid to fall. You know I'll catch you through it all.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Animated&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wall-E&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I never knew I could fall in love with garbage collecting animated robot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Toy Story&lt;br /&gt;The Incredibles&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0083348/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Edna&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;: [to Mr. Incredible] My God, you've gotten fat.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#660000;"&gt;Chick Flick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The Holiday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000701/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663366;"&gt;Iris&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;: I'm looking for corny in my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My Big Fat Greek Wedding&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;[during Ian's baptism] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0541909/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663366;"&gt;Nick Portokalos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;: See? This isn't so bad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0889522/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663366;"&gt;Toula Portokalos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;: Are you kidding? Any second now he's gonna look at me and go, "Ha. Yeah, right, you're so not worth this."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0541909/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663366;"&gt;Nick Portokalos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;: Yes, you are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How To Lose A Guy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0519440/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663366;"&gt;Sensitive Moviegoer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663366;"&gt;: Now, I'm going to go back inside and finish watching "Sleepless in Seattle". Nobody screw with me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#660000;"&gt;Good Cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Steel Magnolias&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000398/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663366;"&gt;M'Lynn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;: I'm fine! I can jog all the way to Texas and back, but my daughter can't! She never could! Oh God! I am so mad I don't know what to do! I wanna know why! I wanna know *why* Shelby's life is over! I wanna know how that baby will *ever* know how wonderful his mother was! Will he *ever* know what she went through for him! Oh *God* I wanna know *why*? *Why*? Lord, I wish I could understand! [in a firm tone] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000398/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663366;"&gt;M'Lynn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;: No! No! No! It's not supposed to happen this way! I'm supposed to go first. I've always been ready to go first! I-I don't think I can take this! I-I don't think I can take this! I-I just wanna *hit* somebody 'til they feel as bad as I do! I just wanna hit something! I wanna hit it hard! [continues sobbing] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0001156/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663366;"&gt;Clairee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;: Here! [grabs Ouiser by the shoulder and positions her in front of M'Lynn] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0001156/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663366;"&gt;Clairee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;: Hit this! Go ahead M'Lynn, slap her! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000511/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663366;"&gt;Ouiser Boudreaux&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;: [taken aback and confused] Are you crazy? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0001156/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663366;"&gt;Clairee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;: Hit her! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000511/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663366;"&gt;Ouiser Boudreaux&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;: Are you *high*, Clairee? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000573/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663366;"&gt;Truvy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;: [in a frightened tone] Clairee, have you lost your mind? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0001156/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663366;"&gt;Clairee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;: We'll sell t-shirts sayin' "I SLAPPED OUISER BOUDREAUX!" Hit her! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000435/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663366;"&gt;Annelle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;: [in a scared tone] Ms. Clairee, enough!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0001156/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663366;"&gt;Clairee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;: Ouiser, this is your chance to do something for your fellow man! Knock her lights out, M'Lynn! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000511/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663366;"&gt;Ouiser Boudreaux&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;: [snatches away] Let go o' me! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0001156/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663366;"&gt;Clairee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;: M'Lynn, you just missed the chance of a lifetime! Half o' Chiquapin Parish'd give their eye teeth to take a whack at Ouiser!&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Backdraft&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sixth Sense&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont ask me... I just cant help but bawl my face off at the end when hes talking to his wife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000246/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663366;"&gt;Malcolm Crowe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;: [after realizing the time has come for him to move on] I think I can go now. Just needed to do a couple of things. I needed to help someone; I think I did. And I needed to tell you something: You were never second, ever. I love you. You sleep now. Everything will be different in the morning. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0931404/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663366;"&gt;Anna Crowe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;: [in her sleep] Good night, Malcolm... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000246/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663366;"&gt;Malcolm Crowe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;: Good night, sweetheart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Sports&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;A League Of Their Own&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0708867/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663366;"&gt;Helen Haley&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;: Has anybody seen my new red hat?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000133/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663366;"&gt;Dottie Hinson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;: Oh piss on your hat. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0708867/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663366;"&gt;Helen Haley&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;: That was uncalled for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jerry Maguire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Do I even have to say it.... &lt;em&gt;"&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;You had me at Hello&lt;/span&gt;....."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Bull Durham&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000126/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663366;"&gt;Crash Davis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;: Well, I believe in the soul, the small of a woman's back, the hanging curve ball, high fiber, good scotch, that the novels of Susan Sontag are self-indulgent, overrated crap. I believe Lee Harvey Oswald acted alone. I believe there ought to be a constitutional amendment outlawing Astroturf and the designated hitter. I believe in the sweet spot, opening your presents Christmas morning rather than Christmas Eve and I believe in long, slow, deep, soft, wet kisses that last three days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if I had to narrow it down to the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;top six movies&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;it would be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Robin Hood Prince of Thieves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0001512/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663366;"&gt;Marian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;: You came for me... You're alive... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000126/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663366;"&gt;Robin Hood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;: I would die for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Singin' in the Rain&lt;br /&gt;A League of their Own &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Transformers 1&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0479471/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Sam Witwicky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;: Fifty years from now, when you're looking back at your life, don't you want to be able to say you had the guts to get in the car? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rebel Without a Cause&lt;br /&gt;Kung Fu Panda&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0085312/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663366;"&gt;Po&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663366;"&gt;: There is no charge for awesomeness... or attractiveness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5748895397551713789-1524129829718545115?l=jackileenelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackileenelson.blogspot.com/feeds/1524129829718545115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5748895397551713789&amp;postID=1524129829718545115' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748895397551713789/posts/default/1524129829718545115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748895397551713789/posts/default/1524129829718545115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackileenelson.blogspot.com/2009/08/well-i-figured-since-i-have-been.html' title='Tops'/><author><name>Jacki Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16810013298088875739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T0oU4GGsL48/Trib6wVCZ7I/AAAAAAAAAp8/7CNYyyL1Npw/s220/bees%2Bgame.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5748895397551713789.post-6031829959052513930</id><published>2009-08-20T17:22:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T17:30:11.792-06:00</updated><title type='text'>12 Months</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Holy cow&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! Danny has been out for a &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;YEAR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; today!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;super craziness I do miss that kid. I hit me that its KarLees senior and last year of high school ball and he is going to miss it. Its just weird I guess.&lt;em&gt; But One year to go&lt;/em&gt;!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/So3cG3S7oKI/AAAAAAAAAPc/v7yNdD5xY_M/s1600-h/y.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372191941003550882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/So3cG3S7oKI/AAAAAAAAAPc/v7yNdD5xY_M/s320/y.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/So3cGRD2mpI/AAAAAAAAAPU/jyuA6OGW00c/s1600-h/n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372191930739759762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/So3cGRD2mpI/AAAAAAAAAPU/jyuA6OGW00c/s320/n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5748895397551713789-6031829959052513930?l=jackileenelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackileenelson.blogspot.com/feeds/6031829959052513930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5748895397551713789&amp;postID=6031829959052513930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748895397551713789/posts/default/6031829959052513930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748895397551713789/posts/default/6031829959052513930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackileenelson.blogspot.com/2009/08/12-months.html' title='12 Months'/><author><name>Jacki Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16810013298088875739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T0oU4GGsL48/Trib6wVCZ7I/AAAAAAAAAp8/7CNYyyL1Npw/s220/bees%2Bgame.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/So3cG3S7oKI/AAAAAAAAAPc/v7yNdD5xY_M/s72-c/y.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5748895397551713789.post-232891273038827647</id><published>2009-07-30T14:15:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T15:23:24.257-06:00</updated><title type='text'>One of the Best Nights Of the Year!</title><content type='html'>So like two weeks ago was &lt;em&gt;RELAY FOR LIFE&lt;/em&gt;! It was so great! My good pals Ashley aka Salmon Sweater, Missy Tia Tia, Taylor, Frank!, and Kristy came up and hung out all night with us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was great! It started off a little stressful trying to get thing set up and finding outlets for our sweet &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;TV&lt;/span&gt; and stuff. But once that all settled down and everyone was where they were supposed to be, we were able to relax and let the party begin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole night is basically a blur though but I do remember random things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-getting my fortune read but some random lady&lt;br /&gt;(she basically told me I am going to die in a car crash with bad tires, and that I will get a divorce sometime in my life..... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;soooo&lt;/span&gt;... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt; neat)&lt;br /&gt;-got on stage and sang (well yelled) &lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;karaoke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; with Frank... Dancing Queen... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt; right ABBA&lt;br /&gt;-smashed my finger in the frozen t-shirt contest (which me and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Kar&lt;/span&gt; blew the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;competition&lt;/span&gt; away!)&lt;br /&gt;-helped everyone else get their shirts &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;un&lt;/span&gt; froze&lt;br /&gt;-saw a random Star Wars Storm Trooper&lt;br /&gt;-hula hooped for about .7 seconds&lt;br /&gt;-Frank saying "cancer sucks" and doing a thumbs down in front of everyone&lt;br /&gt;-got challenged by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Autoliv&lt;/span&gt; to a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;wii&lt;/span&gt; bowling contest and loosing&lt;br /&gt;-almost punched my partner in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;wii&lt;/span&gt; bowling contest cause he was super annoying&lt;br /&gt;-played ping pong on a home made table&lt;br /&gt;-played about 10 minutes of Mario Kart on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;wii&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-watching the sun come up and listening to Frank sing Tomorrow from Annie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was so much fun! I loved it I cant wait until next year. Although Ill need a year to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;recuperate&lt;/span&gt; from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;stayin&lt;/span&gt; up all night.&lt;br /&gt;But it seriously one of the funnest nights I have had in a long time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well some other stuff &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt; happened&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Went and did some senior pictures for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Kar&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Kar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Went to a homecoming for our friend Derrik&lt;br /&gt;-Found out Salmon Sweater is going to be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;learnin&lt;/span&gt; herself some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Spanish&lt;/span&gt; and heading to &lt;em&gt;HOUSTON TEXAS!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Worked for the first time in weeks!&lt;br /&gt;-Played a few slow pitch games&lt;br /&gt;-Sprained my ankle in a slow pitch game&lt;br /&gt;-Went to the drive in, of course, with Wayne, Amber, Chris and some others&lt;br /&gt;-Bought and watched High School Musical 3! Super great!&lt;br /&gt;-Saw Public Enemies with Kristen&lt;br /&gt;-Decided to sell my car!&lt;br /&gt;-Played volleyball with a bunch of people&lt;br /&gt;-Decided to enter some stuff in the fairs&lt;br /&gt;-Watched To Catch A &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Predator&lt;/span&gt; for a few hours "&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; Chris Hansen with Dateline NBC&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;-Floated the Logan canal with Kristy and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;Kar&lt;/span&gt;... &lt;em&gt;AWESOME&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-&lt;/em&gt;Watched one of the funniest movies of all time &lt;em&gt;To Wong Foo Thanks for Everything Julie &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;Newmar&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;8 times&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt; (its with Patrick &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;Swayze&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;Wesley&lt;/span&gt; Snipes.... they are drag queens)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well I guess when you write things you do in a list like I did it makes it feel like I did do &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; of things these last couple of weeks. But they have been a blast of weeks!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are a couple of the pictures we did... the fun ones that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; make the mommy cut aka her approval well except the black and white one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/SnIMYkQk1nI/AAAAAAAAAPM/Za25MoZfqaE/s1600-h/IMG_1764.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364363722341275250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/SnIMYkQk1nI/AAAAAAAAAPM/Za25MoZfqaE/s320/IMG_1764.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/SnIMX7XgtFI/AAAAAAAAAPE/NJurFBWFuqQ/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364363711364510802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/SnIMX7XgtFI/AAAAAAAAAPE/NJurFBWFuqQ/s320/2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/SnIMXHtn_RI/AAAAAAAAAO8/ar_5MAaRY0I/s1600-h/2+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364363697498619154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/SnIMXHtn_RI/AAAAAAAAAO8/ar_5MAaRY0I/s320/2+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/SnIMWoapR0I/AAAAAAAAAO0/NVj0YAePDOI/s1600-h/IMG_1779.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364363689097512770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/SnIMWoapR0I/AAAAAAAAAO0/NVj0YAePDOI/s320/IMG_1779.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/5748895397551713789-232891273038827647?l=jackileenelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackileenelson.blogspot.com/feeds/232891273038827647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5748895397551713789&amp;postID=232891273038827647' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748895397551713789/posts/default/232891273038827647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748895397551713789/posts/default/232891273038827647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackileenelson.blogspot.com/2009/07/one-of-best-nights-of-year.html' title='One of the Best Nights Of the Year!'/><author><name>Jacki Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16810013298088875739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T0oU4GGsL48/Trib6wVCZ7I/AAAAAAAAAp8/7CNYyyL1Npw/s220/bees%2Bgame.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/SnIMYkQk1nI/AAAAAAAAAPM/Za25MoZfqaE/s72-c/IMG_1764.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5748895397551713789.post-7590948446770742692</id><published>2009-07-12T21:16:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T22:22:22.872-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Bear Lake, Lagoon, The Fourth, Bear Lake!</title><content type='html'>Well&lt;br /&gt;Freak this summer has been a blast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few weeks ago me, Amber ( my elementary bud that just got home from her mission in Germany!) Kar, and a couple of her friends went up to Bear Lake for the weekend. It was super fun! We camped in my uncles yard! Me and Kar got fried pretty good. I am still peeling from it but it was so nice up there! It was the first trip up there this year for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/SlqobClzqFI/AAAAAAAAAN8/qbkHtSssvZI/s1600-h/IMG_1546.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357779889216006226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/SlqobClzqFI/AAAAAAAAAN8/qbkHtSssvZI/s320/IMG_1546.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Buddy the dog! Hes a sport!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/Slqoa01NSTI/AAAAAAAAAN0/Zky3-CP3ZGY/s1600-h/IMG_1569.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357779885522503986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/Slqoa01NSTI/AAAAAAAAAN0/Zky3-CP3ZGY/s320/IMG_1569.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kars friends built this awesome sand castle!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then the next weekend we went to LAGOON! My dad gets tickets every year from his work but the last couple of years we passed on them, cause we were too cool to go to lame lagoon... well I havent had that much fun at Lagoon ever! First of all us four all had on tie dye.. I mean honestly the day was already awesome! Then for some super strange reason my dad (who is terrified of heights) decided to go on two of the most craziest ride ever! The sky dive swing thing and the Catapult. (It must be a mid life crisis) Well Kar and him went on the sky dive one then me and him went on the Catapult. It was intense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/SlqrLS3McsI/AAAAAAAAAOU/ymT9LxMWJvE/s1600-h/SANY0323.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357782917240877762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/SlqrLS3McsI/AAAAAAAAAOU/ymT9LxMWJvE/s320/SANY0323.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They strap you in and then you have a minute of waiting until they loaded the springs. Holy shiz. I though I would vomit I was so nervous. And once they shoot you into the air, you go so fast that I couldnt even think of any swear words to even yell out ( not that I would of course) But the kicker is on the way down the ball thing freakin spins. Not cool. But we did it and the we did it AGAIN! My Faja did a re-launch thing so they set us up again and shoot us out! The wait wasnt as bad but still bad! Afterword I had to go lay down cause I was a tad bit dizzy. But I DID IT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/SlqrLB0jPHI/AAAAAAAAAOM/kbVAKabTRpc/s1600-h/SANY0301.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357782912666385522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/SlqrLB0jPHI/AAAAAAAAAOM/kbVAKabTRpc/s320/SANY0301.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Whoops our seat belt came undone!! Pretty scary... but we survived.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The whole day was a blast. Although I didnt win the grand prize in the wiffle ball tossing game, but Kar Kar did! Lame... but still kinda cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/SlqrKqfgPLI/AAAAAAAAAOE/U3WcRVKEXX0/s1600-h/SANY0263.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357782906404093106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/SlqrKqfgPLI/AAAAAAAAAOE/U3WcRVKEXX0/s320/SANY0263.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This was the first ride we went on! Gotta love the Colossus or however you spell it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The next day was the 4TH! Which is one of my fav holidays! The whole day was packed. We went to the breakfast in Honeyville, then went to the booths in Perry or Willard (I cant remember which but there both the same) But there was this awesome WWF style wrestling show... random Id say so! It was so funny me and Kar got into it a ton and yelled way stupid stuff like... "You suck!" and "Crown Him!" That last one is from Ready to Rumble. ( Such a funny show!) Anyways it was fun. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then I had to of course take a nap so I could make it through the fireworks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then we had a BBQ at Gma Frys. Delicious. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then some how I volunteered my services to our neighbor and helped polished walking sticks for girls camp.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;THEN me and Kar got ready for the fireworks. We didnt plan our outfits but we looked awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/SlqoaUGfFEI/AAAAAAAAANs/ZpPkbO-k8l0/s1600-h/YES.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357779876736603202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/SlqoaUGfFEI/AAAAAAAAANs/ZpPkbO-k8l0/s320/YES.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It was way funny! I painted her face too! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But the fireworks were good, kinda short but I could have been talking during the whole thing... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well this week we went up to Bear Lake again. Kristy A, me, Maja and Faja, Kar, and a couple of her guy friends went up. And basically did the same thing as the week before! I didnt get as burnt as before just Im a little rosy right now. I love it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We found this sweet octopus sand sculpture thing and we told everyone we built it and some guys took pictures by it and everything it was way funny. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But it was so fun! Thanks for coming Kristy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5748895397551713789-7590948446770742692?l=jackileenelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackileenelson.blogspot.com/feeds/7590948446770742692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5748895397551713789&amp;postID=7590948446770742692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748895397551713789/posts/default/7590948446770742692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748895397551713789/posts/default/7590948446770742692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackileenelson.blogspot.com/2009/07/bear-lake-lagoon-fourth-bear-lake.html' title='Bear Lake, Lagoon, The Fourth, Bear Lake!'/><author><name>Jacki Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16810013298088875739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T0oU4GGsL48/Trib6wVCZ7I/AAAAAAAAAp8/7CNYyyL1Npw/s220/bees%2Bgame.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/SlqobClzqFI/AAAAAAAAAN8/qbkHtSssvZI/s72-c/IMG_1546.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5748895397551713789.post-2533221073296765933</id><published>2009-06-24T10:34:00.011-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T11:32:08.499-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Softball, Montana, Jackson Hole and whateva.</title><content type='html'>Alrighty well this is just more of a picture post...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But to catch everyone up, Slow pitch rocks my world. I love it Three games a week and it gets more addicting. Two weeks ago all three of my games got rained out. And last week I only got to play two. But last week was super fun! Well depending on who you ask I guess. Some dumb lady was catching for the other team and she got into it with our catcher... just a bunch of nonsense words no biggie. It happened throughout that game chitter back and forth. Well I was on third and I thought Id try to score with my super speediness... Well the ball got there waaay before me so I got myself in a pickle. Well the lady was running me back and she threw the ball behind me. Well I took this opportunity to "run" into her. (and if you know the rules, if a person doesnt have the ball and you run into them you get the base you were running too) So I turned to "run" into her and &lt;em&gt;FETCH&lt;/em&gt; SHE RAN INTO &lt;em&gt;ME&lt;/em&gt;! And gave me a good pop in the jaw. I mean I still got a good shot into her for her being and idiot. But I just laughed and trotted home. And she was PISSED... she didnt know the rules at all. She got yelling at the ump cause "she didnt even have the ball" Yeup you dummy... you didnt...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh man it was way fun! We ended up losing of course I was the last out haha oh well. I really want to play them again way bad!&lt;br /&gt;I love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Alrighty to the randomness..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A few weeks ago I was outside and I saw this big black thing layin in our driveway... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/SkJatIQpHSI/AAAAAAAAANE/d9edlaAMZuA/s1600-h/IMG_1452.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350939038627470626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/SkJatIQpHSI/AAAAAAAAANE/d9edlaAMZuA/s320/IMG_1452.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES ITS A &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;BAT&lt;/span&gt;!!!! It was sooo random. And my dad thought it would be funny to throw it at me while I was taking pictures... not cool. But yeah that was pretty exciting! Im just glad it wasnt alive... poor fella&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE GOT TO GO TO &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JACKSON HOLE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; LAST WEEKEND!! It was a blast. It was my Grandmas big birthday bash slash a surprise party for my mother! We got her good MUAHAHA! We all rented a big ol cabin slash house in Teton Village.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/SkJatYWul9I/AAAAAAAAANM/VsPSYEeLQ7c/s1600-h/IMG_1475.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350939042947962834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/SkJatYWul9I/AAAAAAAAANM/VsPSYEeLQ7c/s320/IMG_1475.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It was way cool! It mostly rained the &lt;em&gt;ENTIRE&lt;/em&gt; time we were there! But it still was super fun! We got to mingle with some fam we havent seen in awhile and thats always good! Mingling = good stories about parents and aunts and uncles.... good times!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh well to backtrack a bit the ride up there was sooooo long. It first started with my moms uncles funeral up in Malad. Then after the &lt;em&gt;MANY&lt;/em&gt; funeral potatoes, we began our journey. We had to get some pictures developed for my grandmas present we were doing. So we stopped at the Pocatello Walmart. Well I had my jump drive which I &lt;em&gt;thought &lt;/em&gt;had the pictures on it... &lt;em&gt;whoops. &lt;/em&gt;Well it didnt. So we had our neighbor brake into our house to get onto my computer to email them to me. That didnt work. So she had to post them on Facebook. So After sitting in the McDonalds parking lot getting their wifi, we finally got them to the jump drive. Done right... nope. We go back in to the kodak fast picture thing. THEY RUN OUT OF FREAKIN &lt;em&gt;PAPER&lt;/em&gt;! WHO DOES THAT! Thats how you make a living right... so dont run out of paper! &lt;em&gt;CRIPES! &lt;/em&gt;So we just leave and start heading to another Walmart in Twin Falls. We finally get there and the stupid jump drive things on ALL OF THEM &lt;strong&gt;dont&lt;/strong&gt; work. AWESOME. So they tell us there is another Walmart which they lied... it was a Sams Club.. frick. So we finally find the good ol trust worthy ShopKo. THEY HAVE &lt;em&gt;ONE&lt;/em&gt; AND IN WORKING CONDITION! So we print the pictures off and we go back to our car to put them in this frame we got my grandma. Two dont fit. SOOOO we get my camera out to take a picture of a picture to get it smaller. Meanwhile there is a terrible storm that is headed straight for us. We got back in resize them... come out... still too big. So hear we are braving the wind storm while my dad holds a picture against the car and Im trying to take a picture of it. We look awesome. FINALLY... we get it to were it looks okay slash we just didnt care anymore. If you look closely you can see one of my dads fingers. Its super cool no worries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/SkJhjYRTkcI/AAAAAAAAANk/6arZObQxCyQ/s1600-h/IMG_1454.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350946567707922882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/SkJhjYRTkcI/AAAAAAAAANk/6arZObQxCyQ/s320/IMG_1454.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We get in the car and it down pours on us.... jeepers what a trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;With all that excitement I didnt expect much out of the trip. So when we started to head up to good ol Old Faithful... Well it rained the entire drive up there and just as we get to the last entrance, we were met with this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/SkJatlkRotI/AAAAAAAAANU/F15vZ1y5_OA/s1600-h/IMG_1486.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350939046494446290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/SkJatlkRotI/AAAAAAAAANU/F15vZ1y5_OA/s320/IMG_1486.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Which turned into, Just Kidding the roads are closed and you have to turn around.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;FRICK FRICKETY!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The whole drive back the flakes where huge! It was pretty but it was JUNE! So we didnt get to see anything.. bummer. But the drive up was a blast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is Kar with a random gorilla head... Im pretty sure we werent supposed to pick it up but what can I saw.. we're REBELS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/SkJauPQtdNI/AAAAAAAAANc/9-kg3VHdCAc/s1600-h/IMG_1478.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350939057686672594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/SkJauPQtdNI/AAAAAAAAANc/9-kg3VHdCAc/s320/IMG_1478.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5748895397551713789-2533221073296765933?l=jackileenelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackileenelson.blogspot.com/feeds/2533221073296765933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5748895397551713789&amp;postID=2533221073296765933' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748895397551713789/posts/default/2533221073296765933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748895397551713789/posts/default/2533221073296765933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackileenelson.blogspot.com/2009/06/softball-montana-jackson-hole-and.html' title='Softball, Montana, Jackson Hole and whateva.'/><author><name>Jacki Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16810013298088875739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T0oU4GGsL48/Trib6wVCZ7I/AAAAAAAAAp8/7CNYyyL1Npw/s220/bees%2Bgame.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/SkJatIQpHSI/AAAAAAAAANE/d9edlaAMZuA/s72-c/IMG_1452.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5748895397551713789.post-8383458051463818470</id><published>2009-05-31T19:24:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T22:50:54.575-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Bees Game, Slow Pitch, James Dean and other stuff</title><content type='html'>Alrighty a few weeks have gone by so heres my update.&lt;br /&gt;SLOW PITCH ROCKS!!! I am completely diggin it this year.... I dont know why. I have always liked it but this year its just different. Maybe I have more energy, maybe since fast pitch is completely done Im more into it... or maybe I just freakin rock!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am playing in a league down in Clearfield with some pals and thats been way fun. I havent played with friends for a slow pitch league so maybe thats it. Were doing okayish. Its fun... I got lined drive in the shin and foot so that wasnt too fun. But this week was the start of the Brigham City league. And Im playing on the same team Ive played on since I was like 15. The good ol Holmes team. My sister is old enough to legally play this year and my dad is playing again. So our first game was last week and it was a BLAST! I played way good haha but it just was way fun to be back with the ol gang again razzin each other! My dad struck out swing so that was AWESOME! Gave him alota crap! haha He has three major rules of slow pitch&lt;br /&gt;1. Dont strike out looking&lt;br /&gt;2. Dont strike out swinging&lt;br /&gt;3. Dont walk&lt;br /&gt;So he broke his own rule number 2. But like I said it was a blast! I cant wait for this weeks games. In Clearfield we are playing our other friends team and we want to win soo bad! And in BC its a softball reunion with my good ol pal Hil! Whoot! Hil I know youre reading this so you better bring your A game!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I went to see Terminator Salvation... Even though most of it went straight over my head and my date had to remind me throughout the movie what had happened in the first ones, the movie was great! There is a character named Marcus Wright... hes a dreamboat. I heart him. Hes a robot slash human but aaaallll man! Hes adorable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday I had gotten some Bees tickets from work. So I got me a date and invited my pal from work and her husband and they invited her friend and her husband. It was way fun. I had never been to a Buzz/Stingers/Bees game ever so I was excited! Even though they lost it was still a neat experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I also finished my second James Dean project! It turned out pretty neat I might say. Its not as creative as my first one. But hey its art right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/SiMzC2Hqr5I/AAAAAAAAAM0/OYXQYPP_yYw/s1600-h/james+dean3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342169706971967378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 129px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/SiMzC2Hqr5I/AAAAAAAAAM0/OYXQYPP_yYw/s320/james+dean3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are bigger than the picture shows. I think is 20x16. But Im stoked to do something with them. Im not sure even where to put them in my room. I have no space. But Im sure I can find somewhere. I love them. It took awhile to pick out the colors and to mix them and ugh the silver was a pain. The silver in the blue doesnt match other others and whatever. But oh well I like them!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But after doin all these I think I am going to get back into drawing. I havent decided what next to draw but Im sure it will come to me. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But lastly some sad news. My moms Uncle Ronald died this weekend. I didnt know him to well. I used to see him alot when we would go up to Malad to visit my grandparents. But its been awhile since Ive seen him, but that man was a funny dude. And Id just like to share one of my favorite stories of him. About ten years ago he had to amputate his foot. I cant remember why but he had a fake leg. Anyways he was walking down the street and he went to go kick a rock. Well he kicked a little to hard and his fake leg went FLYING out into the road. So he had to hobble out and put it back on. But thats just one of the memories I have of that crazy funny guy. He'll be missed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5748895397551713789-8383458051463818470?l=jackileenelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackileenelson.blogspot.com/feeds/8383458051463818470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5748895397551713789&amp;postID=8383458051463818470' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748895397551713789/posts/default/8383458051463818470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748895397551713789/posts/default/8383458051463818470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackileenelson.blogspot.com/2009/05/bees-game-slow-pitch-james-dean-and.html' title='Bees Game, Slow Pitch, James Dean and other stuff'/><author><name>Jacki Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16810013298088875739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T0oU4GGsL48/Trib6wVCZ7I/AAAAAAAAAp8/7CNYyyL1Npw/s220/bees%2Bgame.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/SiMzC2Hqr5I/AAAAAAAAAM0/OYXQYPP_yYw/s72-c/james+dean3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5748895397551713789.post-8580996767192067943</id><published>2009-05-14T14:09:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T10:05:03.486-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I forgot to Title this.</title><content type='html'>Alrighty...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I figured I catch everyone up on my super busy life.... or not. But anyways, well to start off Ill explain the more cowbell. For those of you who guessed.. it was my faja (aka father) KarLee tried out for student gov (FYI she didnt make it... p.s. touchy subject) but yeah so we did this skit.. we all thought it was hilarious so thats what matters. Good times!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second of all I want to wish my motha a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;HAPPY MOTHERS DAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/Sgx_5pwUkyI/AAAAAAAAAMs/0xjNrgrqCt0/s1600-h/mom2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335780286964994850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 317px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/Sgx_5pwUkyI/AAAAAAAAAMs/0xjNrgrqCt0/s320/mom2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mom I love you. You are the most amazinous person I know. I heart your face!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Speaking of Mothers Day... We got to talk to Danny for about 6 hours... What, you might ask, could we talk about for six hours... Well we did the whole catch up hows the weather, do you need anything blah blah blah.. then we got to the good stuff. Healthy Poo... Yes you read that right. We spent a good hour or so talking about poo and pee shivers... Thats how cool our family is... LOVE IT. But hes doing good. SAME OL BRAT... But gotta love him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well baseball season has started in South Ogden.. WHOOT. Yesterday I had to ump behind the plate for the first time this season... and Im pretty sure I got hit more times this one game than I did all of last season. I even got hit in the neck and back of the shoulder! The two most randomness spots! My jacket had the strings from the ball tattooed on my shoulder... crazy. I had a couple in the foot... a couple in the shin and took one right off my knee cap&lt;em&gt; FETCH!&lt;/em&gt; And to make it worse the hour game went extra innings, so it took a hour and 35 minutes. &lt;em&gt;FETCHER!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I only had to do one game and I got to sit the next. And hopefully I wont have to do it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slow pitch has started out in Clearfield! I LOVE IT! Im playin third which is awesome... I havent played there for years! And never in slow pitch... but Im still trying to get my throws down in both of our games the first ball hit to me I make a &lt;em&gt;TERRIBLE&lt;/em&gt; throw. But I get the rest there. Our last game there were bases loaded and this guy hit a screamer down the line.. I dove and it hits into my glove and bounces out! I was ticked! I would of had a double play at least! oh well we still won and our now &lt;em&gt;2-0!&lt;/em&gt; But I got a sweet battle wound on my left knee. It got caught up pretty good and is now starting to get black and blue! But I like it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Box Elder softball is over... sad. They arent going to state... even sadder. But It was a pretty decent year. This region is one of the hardest. But I guess next year everybody is moving around so well see what happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/Sgx_5RVH8qI/AAAAAAAAAMc/LrdoBN68xHg/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335780280408470178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 131px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/Sgx_5RVH8qI/AAAAAAAAAMc/LrdoBN68xHg/s320/2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is a picture of some of the girls, Kortney Law, Rachel Hunsaker, Kar, Shelby Fromm, Jess Craner, Taleas Marble and Maranda Stokes. I have to credit Shelby for this idea of sitting on the field... KUDOS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well also I finished my Elvis Project for Salmon Sweater.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/Sgx_5bSVtXI/AAAAAAAAAMk/H3W1CDVOopk/s1600-h/elvis.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335780283081143666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/Sgx_5bSVtXI/AAAAAAAAAMk/H3W1CDVOopk/s320/elvis.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It turned out pretty cool. This picture doesnt do it justice.. its from a phone, but you get the picture. I only did four cause the paper I did it on was pretty expensive... well for me it was. But I LIKE IT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now Im starting to do another James Dean project (of course!) But its just going to be three paintings similar to the last one but bigger and three different pictures. Youll see it when Im done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways thats my life so far... work, school (sometimes) and art! Although I have gone on a few dates whoot! But Ill keep you updated for that at a later point in time ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5748895397551713789-8580996767192067943?l=jackileenelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackileenelson.blogspot.com/feeds/8580996767192067943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5748895397551713789&amp;postID=8580996767192067943' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748895397551713789/posts/default/8580996767192067943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748895397551713789/posts/default/8580996767192067943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackileenelson.blogspot.com/2009/05/alrighty.html' title='I forgot to Title this.'/><author><name>Jacki Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16810013298088875739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T0oU4GGsL48/Trib6wVCZ7I/AAAAAAAAAp8/7CNYyyL1Npw/s220/bees%2Bgame.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/Sgx_5pwUkyI/AAAAAAAAAMs/0xjNrgrqCt0/s72-c/mom2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5748895397551713789.post-5189556696050193724</id><published>2009-05-03T22:01:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T22:10:30.823-06:00</updated><title type='text'>MORE COWBELL</title><content type='html'>So Im just going to quickly post this video... Guess who it is and win a prize....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-c03699b01f0eafe6" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v9.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dc03699b01f0eafe6%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331884593%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7B88FFFA7B003AF1D1BF493B472054B8DF1F8309.3788AE26EE2779BE1010A896C94EC591594647A9%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dc03699b01f0eafe6%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DiYpahEqjKQj3QnUjFDRNYScNky0&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v9.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dc03699b01f0eafe6%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331884593%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7B88FFFA7B003AF1D1BF493B472054B8DF1F8309.3788AE26EE2779BE1010A896C94EC591594647A9%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dc03699b01f0eafe6%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DiYpahEqjKQj3QnUjFDRNYScNky0&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5748895397551713789-5189556696050193724?l=jackileenelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=c03699b01f0eafe6&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackileenelson.blogspot.com/feeds/5189556696050193724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5748895397551713789&amp;postID=5189556696050193724' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748895397551713789/posts/default/5189556696050193724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748895397551713789/posts/default/5189556696050193724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackileenelson.blogspot.com/2009/05/more-cowbell.html' title='MORE COWBELL'/><author><name>Jacki Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16810013298088875739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T0oU4GGsL48/Trib6wVCZ7I/AAAAAAAAAp8/7CNYyyL1Npw/s220/bees%2Bgame.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5748895397551713789.post-2072446865249310495</id><published>2009-04-21T12:55:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T13:23:54.043-06:00</updated><title type='text'>James Dean is DONE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;FINALLY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I have been working on this James Dean project for a few months and finally I got my act together to get it in somewhat decent shape to hang on my wall.  Its going to be my head board! It actually turned out better than what I expected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/Se4XZ0DTODI/AAAAAAAAAMU/5sfIVXj4cbk/s1600-h/IMG_1179.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327221141462530098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/Se4XZ0DTODI/AAAAAAAAAMU/5sfIVXj4cbk/s320/IMG_1179.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Now I am off and doing another project like it. It will be Elvis and it wont be as many pictures just four. And once I am done with that I already have another James Dean project in my head! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;YEEEEAAAH&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well I am ALMOST DONE WITH SCHOOL!! I have three more classes, but I am hoping I can test out of two of them and then I am finished! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; stoked even though I actually like school it just gets kinda boring most days. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I have found two awesome musical groups that I think everyone should listen to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1&lt;em&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;MGMT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;-They are super neat, listen to Electric Feel and Time to Pretend&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. &lt;em&gt;The Kooks-&lt;/em&gt; They have a song out now called Kids its actually a cover of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;MGMTs&lt;/span&gt; song but I like it better cause its acoustic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am obsessed with both of these groups. They are just unusual especially &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;MGMT&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;love it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Speaking of music I have to admit that I have been watching American Idol... I used to watch it all the time with Kelly &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Clarkson&lt;/span&gt; and Reuben &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Studdard&lt;/span&gt; and Blake Lewis.. I loved Blake! But after he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; win I kinda disowned &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Ameridol&lt;/span&gt;.. But this year A couple people at worked were hooked so I started to watch it so I new what they were talking about... and well now &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; hooked.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But my boy Matt Giraud has had a rough couple of weeks. I was for sure he was going home last week so Id like to take this time to say &lt;em&gt;THANKS SIMON&lt;/em&gt;! Wow I never thought Id say that. But even though they saved him I almost pretty sure they just randomly said yeah lets use it this week. I think if they waited any longer to save someone... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; sure that there would be people out there saying how they rigged it and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; let the people get to choose. If that makes any sense... but yeah even though &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt; my idea I still love Matt and Kris... they have been my boys since the start... Adam... well Adam is good... hes almost too good to even be on the show... I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; think he deserves to win. I think the Idol crown should go to a nobody. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Thats&lt;/span&gt; what I think of American Idol... Someone who &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;hasnt&lt;/span&gt; been on Broadway...  I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; know why I am even writing about this! I have probably lost anyone who is reading my blog. So for those who are still reading this thanks! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But yeah well just to close out this edition of my blog I just want to say &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;FINALLY THE SUN IS HERE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Nothin&lt;/span&gt; beats sun, softball and sunflower seeds! I already feel like this summer is going to be awesome! Anyways peace out!&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/5748895397551713789-2072446865249310495?l=jackileenelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackileenelson.blogspot.com/feeds/2072446865249310495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5748895397551713789&amp;postID=2072446865249310495' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748895397551713789/posts/default/2072446865249310495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748895397551713789/posts/default/2072446865249310495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackileenelson.blogspot.com/2009/04/james-dean-is-done.html' title='James Dean is DONE!'/><author><name>Jacki Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16810013298088875739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T0oU4GGsL48/Trib6wVCZ7I/AAAAAAAAAp8/7CNYyyL1Npw/s220/bees%2Bgame.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/Se4XZ0DTODI/AAAAAAAAAMU/5sfIVXj4cbk/s72-c/IMG_1179.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5748895397551713789.post-1243996692083184098</id><published>2009-03-09T12:47:00.010-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T17:25:24.414-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Its Finally Warmin Up!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So this week has been pretty good. Alot better than last I defiantly have to say.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This week however two friends of the family past away. Although the world lost some good people this week... heaven gained two really great people! But Id like to say that my prayers are with the Daleys and Wilkins Families! I heart your faces! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I ended up not going to Cali... LAME SAUCE... thanks Ashley.&lt;br /&gt;But I did get to go down to St George for the weekend. It was the annual March Tourney for the high schools. So Kar was playin down there. They lost both their games on Friday but won all three of their games Saturday which they destroyed the ball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I got a ton of sweet pictures of all the girls playin with my saaauuuuper ( I meant to spell it that way) sweet camera! I love it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/ScbDxNIs-DI/AAAAAAAAAL0/MwadVobsysU/s1600-h/blog+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316151660264618034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/ScbDxNIs-DI/AAAAAAAAAL0/MwadVobsysU/s320/blog+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/ScbDwmGfEpI/AAAAAAAAALs/vEvRe5gSyWw/s1600-h/blog2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316151649786335890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 187px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/ScbDwmGfEpI/AAAAAAAAALs/vEvRe5gSyWw/s320/blog2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We got to spend the weekend with of course Ashley Case. She came down and we basically partied. Or not but we had a blast! Good Ol Salmon Sweater! Thanks for chillaxin with us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/ScbHMuSLBiI/AAAAAAAAAL8/sorQJS_rQOs/s1600-h/SANY0108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316155431554057762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/ScbHMuSLBiI/AAAAAAAAAL8/sorQJS_rQOs/s320/SANY0108.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Work is going pretty well. This is the last week of the regular games then its on to the playoffs.. which is always a blast....But it has been a better week then my last post so Im not complaining.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our family also got to go to the Draper Temple Open House! It was way fun. We went down with the other Nelson fam and of course Gma Fry! It was really fun and I just cant wait to get to go through the temple!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/ScbHMxLseuI/AAAAAAAAAME/ZaC1C4ZnmBk/s1600-h/temple.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316155432332196578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/ScbHMxLseuI/AAAAAAAAAME/ZaC1C4ZnmBk/s320/temple.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well last week I got all my pictures hung up and all my furniture moved around. And now my room is perfect... well its still a little messy but I DONT CARE! These are some of the pictures I took to send to Danny but I thought I post them on here! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/SbVlKo9QesI/AAAAAAAAALE/lnIZt-T-HHk/s1600-h/IMG_0674.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311262569020816066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/SbVlKo9QesI/AAAAAAAAALE/lnIZt-T-HHk/s320/IMG_0674.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/SbVlKHS3l6I/AAAAAAAAAK8/A-iyTC0ji9o/s1600-h/IMG_0673.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311262559984654242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/SbVlKHS3l6I/AAAAAAAAAK8/A-iyTC0ji9o/s320/IMG_0673.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;JAMES DEAN &lt;em&gt;GOTTA&lt;/em&gt; LOVE HIM!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/SbVlJsu1gWI/AAAAAAAAAK0/nXfb0xmru1s/s1600-h/IMG_0672.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311262552854200674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/SbVlJsu1gWI/AAAAAAAAAK0/nXfb0xmru1s/s320/IMG_0672.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The wall behind my bed is blank because I got some sweet James Dean art project I got going on. Im going to get rid of the head board and use the nine pictures of James behind and use that as my head board. I just have to find nine black frames. If you have nine frames layin around let me know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But yeah I love my rooms tons. It turned out better than I thought it would.. well except for the whole wall bubblin problem, but that turned out okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well this weekend was BEHS Prom whoot. Kar looked pretty awesome! But of course she has some weird faces and my super slick camera caught them all. So instead of posting her nice pictures Ill post some fun goofy ones! Well atleast some goofy ones.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/ScbDwIhT1aI/AAAAAAAAALk/InOR8nqaxdI/s1600-h/IMG_0975.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316151641845781922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/ScbDwIhT1aI/AAAAAAAAALk/InOR8nqaxdI/s320/IMG_0975.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I gave them the best promenade performance! Pretty funny. I guess theirs makes up for me missing my promenade... Long story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/ScbDV1Uj-CI/AAAAAAAAALc/2omcbo1cqqY/s1600-h/IMG_0927.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316151190015440930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/ScbDV1Uj-CI/AAAAAAAAALc/2omcbo1cqqY/s320/IMG_0927.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/ScbDVQ91_bI/AAAAAAAAALU/E9d4fkvdvkI/s1600-h/IMG_0942.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316151180256476594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/ScbDVQ91_bI/AAAAAAAAALU/E9d4fkvdvkI/s320/IMG_0942.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kar, Jake, Alex, and Hope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/ScbDU7AKYaI/AAAAAAAAALM/DBUHHxKGPy8/s1600-h/blog3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316151174360621474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 246px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/ScbDU7AKYaI/AAAAAAAAALM/DBUHHxKGPy8/s320/blog3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kar and her BFF Caitlyn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Well before I say Latas I would like to plug a new restaurant that we finally made it to. The SkyWay Diner in Willard! I have always wanted to go and eat there but we never have made it. So finally my dad said lets do it! So we went and I was the cutest little diner! Just good ol homemade food! Chicken stripes, hamburgers and really really good fries! And plenty of variety! I promised myself that I would go again soon.. so if you want to go CALL ME! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5748895397551713789-1243996692083184098?l=jackileenelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackileenelson.blogspot.com/feeds/1243996692083184098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5748895397551713789&amp;postID=1243996692083184098' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748895397551713789/posts/default/1243996692083184098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748895397551713789/posts/default/1243996692083184098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackileenelson.blogspot.com/2009/03/its-finally-warmin-up.html' title='Its Finally Warmin Up!'/><author><name>Jacki Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16810013298088875739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T0oU4GGsL48/Trib6wVCZ7I/AAAAAAAAAp8/7CNYyyL1Npw/s220/bees%2Bgame.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/ScbDxNIs-DI/AAAAAAAAAL0/MwadVobsysU/s72-c/blog+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5748895397551713789.post-2116515176642145367</id><published>2009-03-05T10:01:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T10:39:24.431-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just One of Those Days</title><content type='html'>So yesterday was a day that wasnt too fun and super long.  It started off my me waking up at 730 which I did NOT have to.. but my mind wanted to. So I thought great I'll start working on my room. I had the paint and all the gadgets all ready, so I moved everything around so i could get to the walls. I got my first coat up when I started seeing the bubbles... yes air bubbles. I though no big deal they'll just go away right... wrong... so I took my handy dandy screw driver and popped it. All the paint on the wall had come off. So it was straight to our cement walls and about the size of two basketballs yikes. I was pretty ticked cause I had spent the whole last week puttying and sanding trying to make the walls even...(if anyone doesnt know my house is over 100 years old so there where alot of cracks and holes and such) so I took pride on getting everything done before I painted.  So this just put a damper on things. There ended up being three of these air bubbles.  A couple more started to form but I just decided to leave them alone cause I was done. I finished the painting.  Oo I felt better about getting that all done.&lt;br /&gt;Then it was off to go ol work. It started off way good. I had to ref three games which is no biggie cause I'm a pro now. The first two games went off with out a hitch. Well okay I forgot to mention the second games ha. So I was tossing the ball up for the beginning jump ball. After I did that I started back peddling. Well some 60 lb kid ran right behind me and I caught one of his legs, and I started to go down. The poor kid &lt;em&gt;bless his heart&lt;/em&gt; tried to grab me to catch me (good luck with that)  but I fell on my a again and on my wrist. I felt like a goober, even with the laughter in the crowd ha lame. Anyways so the little 60 pounder kid tried to help me up he was such a sweetheart. I just waved my hand and told him to just go play. Ii got up and my wrist killed and I looked over at the score table and saw my soon to be ex-friends laughing their faces off. Haha just kiddin I like them still.  So after the game I went to get a drink and some parents came up to me. This super tall pretty intimidating guy came right up to me and said "Hey ref what was up with that jump ball" and I was thinking of a called jump ball that I did wrong or something and I was like "What are you talking about" hes like at the beginning of the game. And I just felt all the blood rush to my face and I just started laughing way hard. Apparently his wife didnt see what happened so I had to tell her and some other moms... oh man they laughed pretty hard me and I just took it in stride, Im used to it by now.&lt;br /&gt;So the third game was terrible. This one parent was on me like a banana peel on a banana.. ( i just made that up) But he did not like me and my partner. I knew my game was a little off but we called 22 fouls in the second half alone and they wanted more fouls I guess. But I felt like missed a few calls so that put me in a bad mood.. well I wouldnt sad bad just somber I guess.&lt;br /&gt;So after the games I went and sat in my car and texted a few people back that I missed, meanwhile everyone else in the parking lot left. Well I tried starting my car... it wouldnt start &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;FRICK&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/em&gt; I left my lights on. Ga! I do that all the time! So I called my life saver Kasie and her husband and they come out and helped me. Then Kord her hubby had a b-ball game, so they left and I saw that my gas was below empty (fyi I work in south Ogden so thats not enough gas to get home ha) So I had to stop for gas and woundnt you know it.. my car died again. GA!!&lt;br /&gt;So I tried calling my cousin and he didnt pick up.. Thanks cuz. And I called my parents again and they insisted on coming to help me.. Great. Dont get me wrong I'm super grateful for them but that 30 minutes in a car sitting at a gas station.. in Ogden.. at 9 30 at night...with my window slightly down... while its snowing... with no heat or music, its not fun.  So finally they arrive, thank goodness. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;MAN WHAT A DAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. I was so tired I just wanted to  go crash... When I remembered my room was a mess with painting that day. So it took me another hour fixing it up so it was somewhat livable. I know 11 30 isnt late but it was late for me. I did however sleep really really well.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways that was my day and just another thanks to Kase and Kord and my parents for comin to my rescue and letting me vent.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5748895397551713789-2116515176642145367?l=jackileenelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackileenelson.blogspot.com/feeds/2116515176642145367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5748895397551713789&amp;postID=2116515176642145367' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748895397551713789/posts/default/2116515176642145367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748895397551713789/posts/default/2116515176642145367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackileenelson.blogspot.com/2009/03/just-one-of-those-days.html' title='Just One of Those Days'/><author><name>Jacki Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16810013298088875739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T0oU4GGsL48/Trib6wVCZ7I/AAAAAAAAAp8/7CNYyyL1Npw/s220/bees%2Bgame.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5748895397551713789.post-8817333282492721912</id><published>2009-03-03T08:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T08:39:09.214-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Have a Nice Trip.... See ya Next Fall....</title><content type='html'>So I thought Id give everyone a little update on my boring life... So I guess it isnt really an update more like Im super bored... So anyways..&lt;br /&gt;First of all Id like to tell everyone a somewhat embarrassing story...&lt;br /&gt;So I went on a blind semi-date (aka it wasnt really a date more like we were just meeting for the first time) We know some of the same people... anyways so we decided to get together. At first everything was going good... we went to Dennys and had some hot chocolate (which by the way was DE-licious) And we meet his friends there. Then we headed over to his other friends house cause he had a pool table and a giant screen tv. We played pool for a bit which was fun slash awkward cause it was me and five other people which I didnt know but I though I handled the situation pretty good. Well heres where it goes all wrong... We decided it was time for a movie so they all headed downstairs. Easy said then done. So I start walking down the super steep carpeted stairs, with no shoes on. Now Im 22 years old, Ive gone up and down a million and a half stairs and Ive only have had a half a dozen or so accidents. So when I see stairs I usually think I can handle walking down them... Well I should have thought more carefully. I was the last person(luckily) and I get about halfway down when I started to feel myself slip. Yikes... But I grabbed onto the railing (sweet save right?) Not.. I freakin slipped again.. on my a... the rest of the way down. I did the whole lay down on my back and butt slid the rest of the way down. Luckily I didnt take anybody else out or I would have felt like an even bigger idiot. But I just hopped right up while everyone stared at me and said "what?" and sat right down by myself.. I was laughing sooo hard! And as we were watching the movie I would get these random pictures in my head of how I must have looked and I would burst into laughter.. Oh man so funny...&lt;br /&gt;So for those who are not counting thats 32 first dates and 0 second dates... good times.&lt;br /&gt;Alrighty besides my inability to walk stairs (which apparently I cant cause guess what.. yes this morning what did I do? Correct I fell down our stairs... and yes Ive lived here over 16 years good freakin times)&lt;br /&gt;Well this month I decided to take school off so I can go to California the second week in March. I will be going down with Salmon Sweater( aka Ashley "The Indian" Case) and a couple of her friends. Im so freakin excited I cant wait! Ill defiantly take tons of pictures and post the good ones!&lt;br /&gt;So our house is full of germs so for those who where going to come visit (and I know you all where going to) I would suggest not. Lets see it all started with me getting strep ( and no it wasnt from my wonderful fall date)had that for two weeks. During which time my mother also got it. Which she also got pneumonia... awesome. Which she was out of commission for two weeks. She finally was able to get back to work this week (thank goodness.... JUST KIDDIN) Anyways then my father and sister both got this lame cold thing.. which in turn shoved it right back to me! Aww the circle of disease. But now I just have that sarn stuffy nose that wont go away but at least Im able to function.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways well Dan Dan is doing good. He sent some pictures so Ill post some of course. He still hasnt been transferred so that hasnt changed. And he still has the same companion from BC. And Dans still a weirdo so nothin new there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/Sa1M7yxWowI/AAAAAAAAAKs/KDOc5kJ7hU0/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308984125864452866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/Sa1M7yxWowI/AAAAAAAAAKs/KDOc5kJ7hU0/s320/3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; They got to go fishin out in the ocean. Dan has never been fishing so it didnt surprise us that him and his companion caught the most poisonous fish in Jamaica.. Dummies... and no I have no clue what he is doing in this picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/Sa1M7nZinII/AAAAAAAAAKk/yg_OQpidIMM/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308984122811784322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/Sa1M7nZinII/AAAAAAAAAKk/yg_OQpidIMM/s320/2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Aw hes learning to ride a bike.. doesnt he look adorable in his little helmet... Safety first!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/Sa1M7b6nj9I/AAAAAAAAAKc/wbXBDbyZ7AU/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308984119729295314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 179px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/Sa1M7b6nj9I/AAAAAAAAAKc/wbXBDbyZ7AU/s320/1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;No comment... I feel bad for his companion.. poor kid.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyways well this Friday is the last Weber State Girls home game... Im going to be sad to see some of my buds play for the last time.... tear. But we all got to move on sometime.  At least try to get away from that dumb head coach. But anyways so if you all arent doing anything you should come support them! The games are usually lame.. but hey you might just get to see me!  So its a win win WIN situation.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well I hope everyone can and will have a super day slash week slash month slash year slash life! I miss you all and hopefully I can see you soon!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Peace out!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5748895397551713789-8817333282492721912?l=jackileenelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackileenelson.blogspot.com/feeds/8817333282492721912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5748895397551713789&amp;postID=8817333282492721912' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748895397551713789/posts/default/8817333282492721912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748895397551713789/posts/default/8817333282492721912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackileenelson.blogspot.com/2009/03/have-nice-trip-see-ya-next-fall.html' title='Have a Nice Trip.... 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I love art! i have a couple pictures that have been in different shows and have placed.&lt;br /&gt;2. I heart the X-files!! everything about it!&lt;br /&gt;3. I love James Dean memorabilia. I have poster, movies, calendars, books and pictures! AND A JAMES DEAN LUNCH BOX THAT MY SUPER COOL FRIEND ASHLEY BOUGHT ME!&lt;br /&gt;4. I was the first female golfer from Box Elder to go to girls state. I sucked... but still...&lt;br /&gt;5. When I was little little I used to lock myself in the closet and cry cause I wished I was a boy&lt;br /&gt;6. I took a golf and billiards course at weber state.&lt;br /&gt;7. I love the smell of laundry!&lt;br /&gt;8. I had a 65 Ford Mustang when I was 15 and sold it right before I turned 16.. can you say regret.&lt;br /&gt;9. I cheated on a spelling test in elementary school.. yikes&lt;br /&gt;10. I miss high school&lt;br /&gt;11. I was a huge teachers pet&lt;br /&gt;12. I still go back and vist my old elementary school.. Bunderson Bears whoot whoot!&lt;br /&gt;13. Growing up I wore a cowboy hat, boots and shorts ALL THE TIME!&lt;br /&gt;14. I've always wanted to be an actress&lt;br /&gt;15. I played soccer but had to quit to persue softball.. good choice.&lt;br /&gt;16. I have the greatest cat ALIVE! she has TWO LEGS AND IS AWESOME!&lt;br /&gt;17. I held or still do im not sure.. the state record for most consecutive games with a hit&lt;br /&gt;18. I was the only girl in brighams flag football league and i sometimes was quarterback!&lt;br /&gt;19. I was the qb for the girls powderpuff team and we won the seniors our junior year and won the juniors our seniors year... not many can say that!&lt;br /&gt;20. I love to build things and create things not all the time they work out but I try.&lt;br /&gt;21. Some of my good friends are the ones I met in elementary school&lt;br /&gt;22. I watch ALOT of TV.. I wont deny it.&lt;br /&gt;23. I am the biggest bawl baby! Commercials get me all the time.. and I absolutly hate it when a character dies from one of my tv shows...stupid&lt;br /&gt;24. For half a year I lived out in our playhouse in our backyard. I had a couch tv movies it was all decked out. I rocked.&lt;br /&gt;25. I have kissed three boys... and im not going to tell who...&lt;br /&gt;26. I love movies.. movie trivia, memoralbilia, even gossip.. I love entertainment&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5748895397551713789-1436693444999105051?l=jackileenelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackileenelson.blogspot.com/feeds/1436693444999105051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5748895397551713789&amp;postID=1436693444999105051' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748895397551713789/posts/default/1436693444999105051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748895397551713789/posts/default/1436693444999105051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackileenelson.blogspot.com/2009/01/25-things-you-may-or-may-not-know-about.html' title='26 things you may or may not know about me!'/><author><name>Jacki Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16810013298088875739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T0oU4GGsL48/Trib6wVCZ7I/AAAAAAAAAp8/7CNYyyL1Npw/s220/bees%2Bgame.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5748895397551713789.post-1353507659318078917</id><published>2009-01-26T11:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T11:52:11.720-07:00</updated><title type='text'>YIKES ITS BEEN AWHILE! Its a long one!</title><content type='html'>Well well well....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So its been like two months and its save to say nothing much has happend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im back at school and kickin it I AM ALMOST DONE! Just a few more months and Im good to go. Work is going good too I dont have to ref as much cause Im not more like a supervisor and stuff. Oh its just a blast haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas was good. We got to talk to Dan Dan for about five hours and about nothing haha, but it was way good to talk to him. He was on a second delay so there was always a weird awkward silence so that rocked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kar got this sweet metal detector for christmas that she has been wanting for YEARS! She bawled like a baby when she found out she got it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/SX4BForn5NI/AAAAAAAAAJc/nuSF-Y3DowU/s1600-h/IMG_0321.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295671408165643474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/SX4BForn5NI/AAAAAAAAAJc/nuSF-Y3DowU/s320/IMG_0321.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got A TON of movies like always and best of all we got a WII! So we spent Chirstmas day playing on the wii even when the missionaries came over haha you could tell they wanted to play but their mish pres said no. So we felt bad for a second then continued to play it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its super addicting expecially the mii part. We have made tons and tons of them. Most are celebrities or athletes but they are supa cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/SX4BF0aLifI/AAAAAAAAAJk/wba21QYFckg/s1600-h/IMG_0337.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295671411313707506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/SX4BF0aLifI/AAAAAAAAAJk/wba21QYFckg/s320/IMG_0337.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even Grandma got into the sweet action! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This winter has been pretty mild but when it snowed IT SNOWED! So who wouldnt want to make snow angels.. and ps the snow did go down my pants and yes it was really cold.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/SX4BFQbiSTI/AAAAAAAAAJU/hi1jr_wBCRA/s1600-h/IMG_0328.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295671401655716146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/SX4BFQbiSTI/AAAAAAAAAJU/hi1jr_wBCRA/s320/IMG_0328.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well Danny has been really good at sending pictures lately so I though I would post some. He is such a weirdo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/SX4CXrU_JHI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/tpYkU9nx2TU/s1600-h/oh+dear+Portmore+2008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295672817625277554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/SX4CXrU_JHI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/tpYkU9nx2TU/s320/oh+dear+Portmore+2008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is him in Twenty years... oh yikes did I say he was a weirdo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/SX4CXay3IGI/AAAAAAAAAJs/Ia7WxuxdMK0/s1600-h/dan+pullyen+12-08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295672813187178594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/SX4CXay3IGI/AAAAAAAAAJs/Ia7WxuxdMK0/s320/dan+pullyen+12-08.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is him and his companion. He is from Brigham too... Imagine that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well Im a big supporter of Weber State Girls B-ball team. I have a few new friends on the team so I try to go as much as possible. They finally won their first conference game so I gotta give a shout out! Go to the games.. its fun! This is the rowdy crowd. The softball girls representin! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/SX4DRsySKOI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/E48hPXILFuw/s1600-h/me+and+the+gang.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295673814449006818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/SX4DRsySKOI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/E48hPXILFuw/s320/me+and+the+gang.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love taking my sweet new camera and taking random pictures. Here are some of the girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/SX4FKuUdohI/AAAAAAAAAKU/bi3GgIoRYsc/s1600-h/IMG_0509.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295675893624971794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/SX4FKuUdohI/AAAAAAAAAKU/bi3GgIoRYsc/s320/IMG_0509.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tonya steppin on a girl.. you know it! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/SX4FKQbTcYI/AAAAAAAAAKM/QnlERMsYhGU/s1600-h/IMG_0507.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295675885600600450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/SX4FKQbTcYI/AAAAAAAAAKM/QnlERMsYhGU/s320/IMG_0507.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/SX4FKFwiAEI/AAAAAAAAAKE/bAqRBOo5fx8/s1600-h/IMG_0504.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295675882736844866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/SX4FKFwiAEI/AAAAAAAAAKE/bAqRBOo5fx8/s320/IMG_0504.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lacie taken the charge like a pro... She rocked it. WHAT WHAT! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyways I promise not to do a long one anymore and Ill try to keep up on the going ons in my life. WORD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5748895397551713789-1353507659318078917?l=jackileenelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackileenelson.blogspot.com/feeds/1353507659318078917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5748895397551713789&amp;postID=1353507659318078917' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748895397551713789/posts/default/1353507659318078917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748895397551713789/posts/default/1353507659318078917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackileenelson.blogspot.com/2009/01/yikes-its-been-awhile.html' title='YIKES ITS BEEN AWHILE! Its a long one!'/><author><name>Jacki Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16810013298088875739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T0oU4GGsL48/Trib6wVCZ7I/AAAAAAAAAp8/7CNYyyL1Npw/s220/bees%2Bgame.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/SX4BForn5NI/AAAAAAAAAJc/nuSF-Y3DowU/s72-c/IMG_0321.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5748895397551713789.post-4154268225123565772</id><published>2008-12-02T11:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T15:08:29.526-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Post Thanksgiving Stuffedness</title><content type='html'>So Happy Late Thanksgiving!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We cheated this year... again... and had Marie Calendars and it was sooo &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DELICIOUS!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; That is going to be my thanksgiving dinner for the rest of my life! We have had it twice and it gets better and better each year. I recommend it! Well it was just my little family and G ma Fry for dinner so it was nice and quite.. except at the dinner table me and kar got laughin at some stupid things like always. But it was nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/STcB7wqlYUI/AAAAAAAAAJE/dqQqD2_qu4w/s1600-h/IMG_0133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275687614675247426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/STcB7wqlYUI/AAAAAAAAAJE/dqQqD2_qu4w/s320/IMG_0133.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; OH GRANDMA FRY... WHAT A CARD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/STcB7WP7OTI/AAAAAAAAAI8/820Lrh5xwqU/s1600-h/kar+and+dad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275687607584110898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/STcB7WP7OTI/AAAAAAAAAI8/820Lrh5xwqU/s320/kar+and+dad.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My sweet new camera has a awesome snap time! Kar and Dad where showin off their hops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We missed Dan but we just ate through our feelings! Here is a good ol picture of Dan at the beach.. pretend he isnt near water though. Hes a goofy kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/STWEX9lwXfI/AAAAAAAAAIs/fElNE4dmro4/s1600-h/102_0193%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275268085739183602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/STWEX9lwXfI/AAAAAAAAAIs/fElNE4dmro4/s320/102_0193%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Any ways before Thanksgiving I convinced my madre to get my a sweet and expensive camera for my birthday slash Christmas present... and of course she gave in! Its a cannon rebel SLR and its super sweet! Ive taken alot of random pictures with here and here are some.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/STWEXtgGuWI/AAAAAAAAAIk/ZaOkJbCkmd4/s1600-h/gage.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275268081420515682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/STWEXtgGuWI/AAAAAAAAAIk/ZaOkJbCkmd4/s320/gage.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/STWEXODkjbI/AAAAAAAAAIc/UzmrzIYh_d0/s1600-h/wagon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275268072979336626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/STWEXODkjbI/AAAAAAAAAIc/UzmrzIYh_d0/s320/wagon.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/STWEW8RMjrI/AAAAAAAAAIU/nIhMAE4cxNc/s1600-h/building1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275268068204646066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/STWEW8RMjrI/AAAAAAAAAIU/nIhMAE4cxNc/s320/building1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as some of you know Im going into Graphic Design. And this week I had a interview here in Brigham and it looks promising. So Im not trying to get my hopes up but Im freakin excited! This is one of my favorite pieces that I have done. So BOOYA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/STWEYNMCyII/AAAAAAAAAI0/oTN6gptZImM/s1600-h/montage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275268089926305922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 238px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/STWEYNMCyII/AAAAAAAAAI0/oTN6gptZImM/s320/montage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; But I love my family and Im so grateful to have them.. they make me the person I am today..along with television that is. They make me laugh so hard! I hope they realize how much I actually do like them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5748895397551713789-4154268225123565772?l=jackileenelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackileenelson.blogspot.com/feeds/4154268225123565772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5748895397551713789&amp;postID=4154268225123565772' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748895397551713789/posts/default/4154268225123565772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748895397551713789/posts/default/4154268225123565772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackileenelson.blogspot.com/2008/12/post-thanksgiving-stuffedness.html' title='Post Thanksgiving Stuffedness'/><author><name>Jacki Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16810013298088875739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T0oU4GGsL48/Trib6wVCZ7I/AAAAAAAAAp8/7CNYyyL1Npw/s220/bees%2Bgame.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/STcB7wqlYUI/AAAAAAAAAJE/dqQqD2_qu4w/s72-c/IMG_0133.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5748895397551713789.post-8480993106293946796</id><published>2008-11-17T15:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T18:24:49.022-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween, Ghost Tour &amp; Cedar!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Alright so it has been awhile...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last year a few of my family and friends went to the Ogden City Ghost Tour and we had a blast! So this year it was a no brainer when Halloween came around. We decided to go to the Salt Lake City Tour and I have to admit it wasnt as fun as the Ogden one. I think it was mainly the story teller lady was CARAZY! She was a little &lt;em&gt;too &lt;/em&gt;into all the stories. We still had alot of fun. I got pictures of random lights which made my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/SSIVcjt_GBI/AAAAAAAAAIE/hrwL7Bh1mek/s1600-h/weird.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269798094345541650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 284px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/SSIVcjt_GBI/AAAAAAAAAIE/hrwL7Bh1mek/s320/weird.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/SSIVEXIFXVI/AAAAAAAAAH8/bsSw024n9Wg/s1600-h/n203101048_30240001_9455.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269797678648483154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/SSIVEXIFXVI/AAAAAAAAAH8/bsSw024n9Wg/s320/n203101048_30240001_9455.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/SSIVEXXOm7I/AAAAAAAAAH0/WDSvn-XN6xo/s1600-h/n203101048_30239976_3589.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269797678712003506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/SSIVEXXOm7I/AAAAAAAAAH0/WDSvn-XN6xo/s320/n203101048_30239976_3589.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Halloween&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; was actually fun this year... I finally had something to do besides sit at home with my parents and hand out candy! My friend from Weber invited me down to carve pumpkins and we got to dress up too! But I didnt know we were supposed to dress up until 20 minutes before I had to leave.. &lt;em&gt;Yikes.&lt;/em&gt; But like a pro I took it as a challenge and lets say I pretty much nailed it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/SSHwGJAVpGI/AAAAAAAAAHM/M8mIrba9rg8/s1600-h/b-bll.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269757027287409762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/SSHwGJAVpGI/AAAAAAAAAHM/M8mIrba9rg8/s320/b-bll.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; yeAH! &lt;em&gt;70's Basketball player&lt;/em&gt; whoot! Thats Jenny as "Indiana Jones" We are all pretty sure she just wanted an excuse to have the whip... whoopa! And Angie is a Gansta who likes &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;pink&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.. dont get it. It was kinda awkward since I went as a basketball player and the apartment we went to was most of Weber States girls basketball team.. so yeah I rocked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we carved pumpkins and of course mine was pretty much awesome! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/SSIYJjfJaxI/AAAAAAAAAIM/bk9HfvVV80s/s1600-h/pumpkins.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269801066400672530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 210px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/SSIYJjfJaxI/AAAAAAAAAIM/bk9HfvVV80s/s320/pumpkins.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Its not a very good picture of the first one.. but its a door to an old house and the second one is of course &lt;em&gt;TRANSFORMERS!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;CEDAR NOW!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Last weekend I made a trip down to Cedar to hang with my pal Salmon Sweater aka Ashley Case. We did plenty of randomness.... Thursday we of course watched The Office which was great as usual.. We also made a delicious chocolate cake... yum. The next day we went on a picnic! Whoot! We went to this sweet park.... &lt;strong&gt;Park Discovery&lt;/strong&gt;, which is pretty neat, where we ate our peanut butter sandwiches and the rest of our delightful treats. There were these two younger boys Id say 8 or 9 who kept throwing "wood chip bombs" at us and running and hiding. They were lame.. they also said You Suck! a few times, but me and Salmon Sweater just laughed and chucked wood chips at their heads... HA just kidding but it did cross my mind a few times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269757030582829426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/SSHwGVSBwXI/AAAAAAAAAHU/2XPIk49dqWo/s320/on+the+turtle.jpg" border="0" /&gt;This is me at Park Discovery on the wooden turtle holding the sweetest lunch box ever!!!! Ash bought me a James Dean one and we got to use it for our picnic! THANKS SALMON SWEATER!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We also watched Sleepless in Seattle three or four times! Pretty funny..... &lt;em&gt;harses harses harses&lt;/em&gt;. 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This is a chick movie! &lt;em&gt;Hilarious!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Manti High played their playoff football game down at SUU so we got to go watched them beat San Juan. &lt;em&gt;Missy Tia Tia&lt;/em&gt; was there WHOOT! Shout out!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269767782289835138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/SSH54KgvBII/AAAAAAAAAHc/qaFtmNFkvww/s320/me+and+ash.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is me and Ash at the football game... It was actually pretty hot there and the blasted sun was in our eyes the whole time! But it was fun!&lt;em&gt; Im really glad I got to go down there and hang out with Salmon Sweater and her &lt;strong&gt;SUPA COOL ROOMIES&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&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/5748895397551713789-8480993106293946796?l=jackileenelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=43bd34d0ac2996e1&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackileenelson.blogspot.com/feeds/8480993106293946796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5748895397551713789&amp;postID=8480993106293946796' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748895397551713789/posts/default/8480993106293946796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748895397551713789/posts/default/8480993106293946796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackileenelson.blogspot.com/2008/11/halloween-ghost-tour-cedar.html' title='Halloween, Ghost Tour &amp; Cedar!'/><author><name>Jacki Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16810013298088875739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T0oU4GGsL48/Trib6wVCZ7I/AAAAAAAAAp8/7CNYyyL1Npw/s220/bees%2Bgame.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/SSIVcjt_GBI/AAAAAAAAAIE/hrwL7Bh1mek/s72-c/weird.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5748895397551713789.post-6510245582839698351</id><published>2008-10-27T12:51:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T13:36:55.709-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Vegas!</title><content type='html'>Well this week has been pretty exciting.&lt;br /&gt;For softball we got to go to &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sin City&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! We got to take a big old Weber State bus that was made in the 70's pretty much. But the ride down went by pretty fast. We all kept ourselves pretty busy with our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ipods&lt;/span&gt;. The bus had TVs so we watched Indiana Jones, which is way &lt;em&gt;lame&lt;/em&gt; compared to the first three, and some other movies I cannot recall. We got there Friday night and after getting lost for about an hour we finally made it to our hotel. Then we all headed out to good &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ol&lt;/span&gt;' &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;TGI&lt;/span&gt; Fridays. I had a delicious stake its was delightful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/SQYOt4j31gI/AAAAAAAAAF8/Y7F6rH1D4E4/s1600-h/tgi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261909396068750850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/SQYOt4j31gI/AAAAAAAAAF8/Y7F6rH1D4E4/s320/tgi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p&gt;These are some of the girls.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Ang&lt;/span&gt;, Em, London, Myself, Jenny and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Tavon&lt;/span&gt;. We pretty much rock. And I promise I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; have any alcohol in my Shirley Temple huh Em.... PS I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; have a Shirley Temple. Emily thought there was alcohol in one and asked the waiter. And he was like um no they &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt;. Then she turned to me and asked me what a California Club was then. And I looked at her and said a sandwich... Ha she thought it was a drink with alcohol in it to! Oh Em &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;youre&lt;/span&gt; a sweetheart! Then after laughing and making fun of Emily, we headed over to the arcade since I am the only one that can gamble, which I did NOT! I figured since I was there with two seminary teachers that it probably &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;wasnt&lt;/span&gt; a good idea, even though they where &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;checkin&lt;/span&gt; out some of the tables, plus Ive never even done it so why bother now. Anyways the arcade was way fun. They had a samurai game that you got to swing a sword around, well just the handle part of the sword, and you got to hit people in the game. It was pretty interesting and tiring! My arm was sore the next day.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/SQYOtd8BGTI/AAAAAAAAAFs/apUtgqNhtvc/s1600-h/me+and+jen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261909388922263858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/SQYOtd8BGTI/AAAAAAAAAFs/apUtgqNhtvc/s320/me+and+jen.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is me and Jen Jen racing... I totally &lt;em&gt;dominated&lt;/em&gt;! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Whoot&lt;/span&gt; in your face Jenny!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well we were all pretty worn out from driving so we headed back to our hotel, where Emily again made a fool of herself. She fell on the sidewalk and face planted it! A couple was walking towards us and saw the whole thing. We all died of laughter and we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;couldnt&lt;/span&gt; even talk it was so funny though. After a rough sleep of tossing and turning we played College of Southern Nevada. We lost both, they just creamed our pitchers and defense &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;wasnt&lt;/span&gt; to hot sometimes. But the weather was super &lt;em&gt;hot&lt;/em&gt;. By the end of the games I was covered in red dirt from diving and all sweaty from the sun, &lt;em&gt;not&lt;/em&gt; a good combination. The ride home was awful! It was possibly the longest ride of my life... as you can tell from the picture...&lt;em&gt;YIKES&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/SQYOuYHelUI/AAAAAAAAAGM/lbeAjQeNceY/s1600-h/k.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261909404539589954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/SQYOuYHelUI/AAAAAAAAAGM/lbeAjQeNceY/s320/k.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/SQYOtroRBzI/AAAAAAAAAF0/_8i9A-UFbAQ/s1600-h/cats.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261909392597518130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/SQYOtroRBzI/AAAAAAAAAF0/_8i9A-UFbAQ/s320/cats.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This is our 70's bus it looks okay on the outside its the inside that is super sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/SQYOt0V0qYI/AAAAAAAAAGE/5jNHdYqa5M8/s1600-h/jen+angie+and+me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261909394936080770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/SQYOt0V0qYI/AAAAAAAAAGE/5jNHdYqa5M8/s320/jen+angie+and+me.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is at our field in North Ogden. I forgot to add this picture so here it is. Jen Jen Angela and Me!&lt;/p&gt;Well I went and bought me another DI scanner this week because I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;couldnt&lt;/span&gt; find a power cord for it. So I found one and it &lt;em&gt;WORKS&lt;/em&gt;! But &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; doing a project for my parents its of all of us when we were younger and playing baseball. Keep it on the down low they &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; know about it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/SQYWU5ry6cI/AAAAAAAAAGc/UT-NAnDGing/s1600-h/mom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261917762966710722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/SQYWU5ry6cI/AAAAAAAAAGc/UT-NAnDGing/s320/mom.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/SQYWUgnjSAI/AAAAAAAAAGU/f9cnHyGOD-Y/s1600-h/dad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261917756238022658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 235px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/SQYWUgnjSAI/AAAAAAAAAGU/f9cnHyGOD-Y/s320/dad.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/SQYXTZFVduI/AAAAAAAAAHE/lNkfT1S4plA/s1600-h/kar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261918836547221218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 212px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/SQYXTZFVduI/AAAAAAAAAHE/lNkfT1S4plA/s320/kar.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/SQYXTOkWjtI/AAAAAAAAAG8/HkQ3k2z0zZo/s1600-h/dan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261918833724526290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 210px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/SQYXTOkWjtI/AAAAAAAAAG8/HkQ3k2z0zZo/s320/dan.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/SQYXS1JaQrI/AAAAAAAAAG0/oJiC7hl7cW8/s1600-h/ball.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261918826900636338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 224px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/SQYXS1JaQrI/AAAAAAAAAG0/oJiC7hl7cW8/s320/ball.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Are we not the most adorable little baseball players &lt;em&gt;ever&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5748895397551713789-6510245582839698351?l=jackileenelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackileenelson.blogspot.com/feeds/6510245582839698351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5748895397551713789&amp;postID=6510245582839698351' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748895397551713789/posts/default/6510245582839698351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748895397551713789/posts/default/6510245582839698351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackileenelson.blogspot.com/2008/10/vegas.html' title='Vegas!'/><author><name>Jacki Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16810013298088875739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T0oU4GGsL48/Trib6wVCZ7I/AAAAAAAAAp8/7CNYyyL1Npw/s220/bees%2Bgame.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/SQYOt4j31gI/AAAAAAAAAF8/Y7F6rH1D4E4/s72-c/tgi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5748895397551713789.post-1720253301007108371</id><published>2008-10-20T15:35:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T15:44:34.021-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Pinewood Derby</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I forgot to mention that a few weeks ago my dad got to enter into the pinewood derby. So me and him designed two cars and put them in. He did the cuttin and I did the paintin... He won Mr Goodbar which is best design or something like that...Here are some pictures&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/SPz60ofd-DI/AAAAAAAAAFU/RL3nkI-VHps/s1600-h/SANY0538.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259354246991444018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/SPz60ofd-DI/AAAAAAAAAFU/RL3nkI-VHps/s320/SANY0538.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Of course we had to do a tribute to our little missionary! Yup and that is his picture in the bed of the truck.... This is the truck that won the Mr Goodbar and schooled some of the other cars!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/SPz61bXL1SI/AAAAAAAAAFc/KPp8jj1ALs0/s1600-h/SANY0539.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259354260646909218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/SPz61bXL1SI/AAAAAAAAAFc/KPp8jj1ALs0/s320/SANY0539.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/SPz62EIQv-I/AAAAAAAAAFk/eFegLzhBpwY/s1600-h/SANY0547.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259354271590170594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/SPz62EIQv-I/AAAAAAAAAFk/eFegLzhBpwY/s320/SANY0547.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; They had to race each other and of course the truck dominated the car! &lt;em&gt;Whoot&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5748895397551713789-1720253301007108371?l=jackileenelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackileenelson.blogspot.com/feeds/1720253301007108371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5748895397551713789&amp;postID=1720253301007108371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748895397551713789/posts/default/1720253301007108371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748895397551713789/posts/default/1720253301007108371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackileenelson.blogspot.com/2008/10/pinewood-derby.html' title='Pinewood Derby'/><author><name>Jacki Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16810013298088875739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T0oU4GGsL48/Trib6wVCZ7I/AAAAAAAAAp8/7CNYyyL1Npw/s220/bees%2Bgame.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/SPz60ofd-DI/AAAAAAAAAFU/RL3nkI-VHps/s72-c/SANY0538.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5748895397551713789.post-6476101867220497267</id><published>2008-10-19T11:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T12:58:33.052-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Im A Freak</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Howdy!&lt;br /&gt;I just asked my mom to say something random and she called me a freak so I put it as the title for today's entry. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well its been a few since I updated about myself... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Saturday the softball team was supposed to head over to Colorado to play CNCC. But their athletic director for the college quit so the school postponed all the sporting events. So we got the weekend off! Whoot! So a few of us got together and went out to dinner at Chilies... YUM! Then we headed down to SLC to the Nightmare on 13th place. Lets just say dont waist your money there... It was over done and dont get me wrong I screamed like a little girl in some places but it was not too fun though. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last year me, Kristy, Kasie, and Jen all went to Haunted Hallow and got the crap scared out of us! That place was the greatest plus we had an awesome time! We were all in a line holding each others arms and walking down the path when all of a sudden the roar of the chainsaw ripped through our ears... Jen, who had just been to this place the week before and knew the chainsaw was comin, shoved us all back and took off running.... I, of course, was in the back of the pack and couldnt see much of anything except the super white jacket of Kasie. Well Kasie didnt know where she was going and instead of following Jen, she took off on her own path. Well before I knew it I see Kasies white jacket go down hard... a second later I see Kristy go down hard... and before I knew it I was right on top of them myself... in a pile of sticks! We were all dying of laughter and couldnt speak or get up our of the branches. Kristy lost her shoe so the chainsaw guy helped us look for it. We laughed soooo HARD! The chainsaw guy even said it was the &lt;em&gt;greatest&lt;/em&gt; thing he had ever seen! We were pretty embarrassed but none of us cared. All of us were surprised none of us got seriously hurt because those sticks where pretty sharp, but thank goodness. Anyways the whole ride home we would burst out into laughter and just die cause it was so funny and sooo stupid of us. Luckily it was towards the end so it didnt ruin us gettin scared but man o man we all still talk about it to this day. We text one another something like remember that time when you fell and it would get us all laughing. GOOD STINKIN TIMES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this weekend we were supposed to go to Oregon for softball... but the coach was being a punk and never called us back so we had ANOTHER WEEKEND OFF!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Thursday my cousin got hitched up at Bear Lake. So Kar, my mom, G-ma Fry and I headed up there and partied hard haha not. But it was fun. The ceremony was super short and the food was delicious! Pasta YAY! But weddings are pretty boring especially when you dont know a lot of the people so what do you do... you take random pictures! Me and Kar had a field day with the camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/SPt5XRrKqHI/AAAAAAAAAEs/MHDXtVmPZQ8/s1600-h/SANY0623.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258930430673594482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/SPt5XRrKqHI/AAAAAAAAAEs/MHDXtVmPZQ8/s320/SANY0623.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Oh man I heart my Momma Bear...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/SPt5X94wclI/AAAAAAAAAE0/z_DCngFZuNM/s1600-h/SANY0657.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258930442541757010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/SPt5X94wclI/AAAAAAAAAE0/z_DCngFZuNM/s320/SANY0657.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; It took me and Kar like ten pictures to get my face in the picture like that, but it finally worked.. sorta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/SPt5Yk3O_3I/AAAAAAAAAE8/T00KJOv3q5U/s1600-h/SANY0685.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258930453004353394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/SPt5Yk3O_3I/AAAAAAAAAE8/T00KJOv3q5U/s320/SANY0685.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one is called random faces.. you just pull random movements and click the picture and then look to see what ya got... super fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/SPt5761YZxI/AAAAAAAAAFM/bSqyLXSjrME/s1600-h/SANY0655.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258931060197582610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/SPt5761YZxI/AAAAAAAAAFM/bSqyLXSjrME/s320/SANY0655.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is me and Buddy my uncles dog. We is one of the coolest dogs Ive ever known. Hes really a good dog. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;On Saturday my mother and Zach Call went to the Bountiful Temple. We were supposed to do my great grandmas work but the disk wouldnt work on our computer. But they went to the temple anyways. Me and Kar went down too to hang around the good ol town of Bountiful. My cousin lives down there and my aunt was visiting so we went to a few stores. They showed us an amazing little bookstore for kids. It was the cutest thing EVER! Tons of old fashion toys and old books. I bought two books for my future children... someday... One is called The Girls Book How To Be Great At Everything. Its really cute it tells you how to throw the best slumber party and how to act like a celebrity and how to make the best hopscotch. And then I bought the Boy version too. It has how to make a boomerang and how to survive a alligator fight and how to do a magic trick. Me and Kar read them all last night and there are some pretty random things but its so cute! I love it. So for future references... this store is &lt;em&gt;amazing&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5748895397551713789-6476101867220497267?l=jackileenelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackileenelson.blogspot.com/feeds/6476101867220497267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5748895397551713789&amp;postID=6476101867220497267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748895397551713789/posts/default/6476101867220497267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748895397551713789/posts/default/6476101867220497267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackileenelson.blogspot.com/2008/10/howdy-well-its-been-few-since-i-updated.html' title='Im A Freak'/><author><name>Jacki Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16810013298088875739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T0oU4GGsL48/Trib6wVCZ7I/AAAAAAAAAp8/7CNYyyL1Npw/s220/bees%2Bgame.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/SPt5XRrKqHI/AAAAAAAAAEs/MHDXtVmPZQ8/s72-c/SANY0623.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5748895397551713789.post-676692516824207163</id><published>2008-10-10T11:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T09:59:26.721-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Quotes</title><content type='html'>I was bored so I though I would post some of my favorite quotes from the movies and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;TV&lt;/span&gt;. Here they are...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Bull Durham"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;CRASH &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;DAVIS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Well, I believe in the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;soul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, the small of a woman's back, the hanging curve ball, high fiber, g"ood scotch, that the novels of Susan Sontag are self-indulgent, overrated crap. I believe Lee Harvey Oswald acted alone. I believe there ought to be a constitutional amendment outlawing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;AstroTurf&lt;/span&gt; and the designated hitter. I believe in the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;sweet spot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, opening your presents Christmas morning rather than Christmas Eve and I believe in long, slow, deep, soft, wet kisses that last&lt;em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;three&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"The Love Guru"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GURU PITKA:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; People may say bad things about you, but you should &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;never&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; say bad things about yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Dan In Real Life"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;DAN &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;BURNS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Instead of telling our young people to plan ahead, we should tell them to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;plan to be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;surprised&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;DAN &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;BURNS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; What don't I understand, Cara? Please, help me out. What is it? Is it frustrating that you can't be with this person? That there's something keeping you apart? That there's something about this person that you can connect with? And whenever you're near this person, you don't know what to say, and you say everything that's in your mind and in your heart, and you know that if you could just be together, that this person would help you become the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;best possible version of yourself&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The Notebook"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;NOAH&lt;/u&gt;:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; The best love is the kind that &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;awakens the soul&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;; that makes us reach for more, that plants the fire in our hearts and brings peace to our minds. That's what I&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;hope&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to give you forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Little Black Book"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;STACY&lt;/u&gt;:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I believe we write our &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;own&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;stories. And each time we think we know the end - we don't. Perhaps luck exists somewhere between the world of planning, the world of chance, and in peace that comes from knowing that you just can't know it all. You know, life's funny that way. Once you let go of the wheel, you might end up &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;right where you belong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"8 Simple Rules...."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;CATE &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;HENNESSY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; [reading Paul's last article] Okay readers, today we're having a little pop quiz, it's multiple choice, so sharpen your number 2 pencils and put your thinking caps on. Ready? Here's a quote: "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Dad, you're an idiot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;." Now, contestants, this was said to me because of which of the following transgressions? A: Coming to the breakfast table wearing pajamas and black socks? B: Asking my oldest daughter if that guy I saw her talking to yesterday at school was her boyfriend? C: Referring to rapper &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Fiddy&lt;/span&gt; Cent as "Fifty Cents"? or D: Entering the room? Okay, pencils down. Actually it was a trick question. The answer is all of the above. Now do you know how many times I called my father an idiot? Zero. Why? Because I feared him. Back then we didn't share our deep personal feelings, our deepest conversations usually revolved around the tigers bull pen. But my kids, I can't get them to shut up! There's not a feeling that my kids are afraid to express over and over and over. And my wife reassures me this is a good thing over and over and over, and she's always right. So do I wish that my kids feared me? Well my house would be quieter, and I'd spend a lot less time in the bathroom, but no. Because I know that whenever they insult me whether it's a "You're an idiot," "You're a geek," or an "I hate you," an &lt;strong&gt;"&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I love you" isn't far behind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. And it's the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;knowledge&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; that my wife and kids love me that makes it safe for me to wear pajamas and black socks to the breakfast table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Greys Anatomy"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;MEREDITH GREY&lt;/u&gt;:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; [narrating] "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. You just have to ride it out. You can only hope it goes away on its own, hope the wound that caused it heals. There are no solutions, no easy answers, you just &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;breath deep&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and wait for it to subside."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;MEREDITH GREY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; [narrating] "I've heard that it’s &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;possible&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to grow up, I've just never met anyone who’s actually done it. Without parents to defy, we break the rules we make for ourselves. We throw tantrums when things don’t go our way. We whisper secrets with our best friend, in the dark. We look for comfort where we can find it. And we &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;hope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; against all logic, against all experience, like children, we &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;never give up hope&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;MEREDITH&lt;/span&gt; GREY&lt;/u&gt;:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Okay, here it is. Your choice, it's simple, her or me. And I'm sure she's really great. But Derek, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. In a really, big really big pretend to like your taste in music, let you eat the last piece of cheesecake, hold a radio over my head outside your bedroom window, unfortunate way that makes me hate you... love you. So pick me. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Choose me&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;em&gt;Love me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"The X-Files"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;SCULLY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I think the most rewarding relationships, the ones that last, are born from friendship. One day you look at the person and see more than you did the night before, like a switch was &lt;strong&gt;flicked&lt;/strong&gt; somewhere. And the person who was just a friend is suddenly the only person you can &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;imagine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; yourself with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;MULDER&lt;/u&gt;:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; All right, what you may find is you &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;concentrate&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; on hitting that little ball... the rest of the world just fades away - all your everyday, nagging concerns: the ticking of your biological clock... how you probably couldn't afford that nice, new suede coat on a G-Woman's salary... how you threw away a promising career in medicine to hunt aliens with a crackpot, albeit brilliant, partner... getting into the heart of a global conspiracy... your obscenely overdue triple-X bill. Oh, I'm sorry, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Scully&lt;/span&gt;. Those last two problems are mine, not yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;SCULLY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Shut up&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, Mulder. I'm playing &lt;strong&gt;baseball&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5748895397551713789-676692516824207163?l=jackileenelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackileenelson.blogspot.com/feeds/676692516824207163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5748895397551713789&amp;postID=676692516824207163' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748895397551713789/posts/default/676692516824207163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748895397551713789/posts/default/676692516824207163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackileenelson.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-was-bored-so-i-though-i-would-post.html' title='Quotes'/><author><name>Jacki Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16810013298088875739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T0oU4GGsL48/Trib6wVCZ7I/AAAAAAAAAp8/7CNYyyL1Npw/s220/bees%2Bgame.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5748895397551713789.post-9000083268370672108</id><published>2008-10-07T13:28:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T15:40:49.981-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog Wars 08'! Are You Ready For It!</title><content type='html'>Rain drops on roses.... Yikes, I love rain! Especially the smell of it, the way things look in the rain.. just clean... well except for when you track mud around, then its not clean. But anyways....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had two games against Boise States Club team on Saturday. The entire day it poured. But we decided to play anyways cause they drove all the way down here. So the first game we won, but by the end of the first game the fields where a mess. But for some reason we decided to start the second game. We were home and got our three outs and the ump came over and said we got our at bat then they were going to call the game. Our first batter got two pitches and they called the game. It was raining so hard! You could barely see anything. So we all booked it out to our cars. We were soaking wet all through our jackets and everything. And the mud was everywhere! We got to our cars just in time for the rain to hit even harder! It was crazy but so fun! About a half an hour later I went back to the field and the entire left and center field was under water! A good foot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/SOu60imSXMI/AAAAAAAAAD0/5NNKqNNaG40/s1600-h/10-04-08_1431.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254498802061171906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/SOu60imSXMI/AAAAAAAAAD0/5NNKqNNaG40/s320/10-04-08_1431.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I wanted to go play in it... but mommy and daddy wouldnt let me out of the car. :( We also just had two other games on Monday. The fields were actually pretty okay. The outfield was still swampy and you could sink into the infield in some spots. We won one and lost one.. yet the lost was to the same summer team as we lost to before. So I will just skip that game, although we actually play very well. The first inning just killed us as always. The first game was against another summer team AND WE WON! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So an exciting thing happened this weekend. We had two very important people come up for the weekend to visit us. A one Miss Ashley and the one and only Mr Zach. They are two of Dans good friends. And they decided to spend Confrence weekend with us. It was so good to see them! We party harty all weekend... We watched some of The Office, which is always a delight. Then we hit up the DI for some shopping! We bought quit a bit of stuff, including a scanner that I will eventually use to put up some awesome picture on my blog! So be ready! Well the after we all went to Wally World and Ashley found a Burger King Crown and decided it was safe enough to put it on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/SOu-4F7Q1dI/AAAAAAAAAD8/CIY0VIEScFE/s1600-h/10-04-08_2020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254503261130511826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/SOu-4F7Q1dI/AAAAAAAAAD8/CIY0VIEScFE/s320/10-04-08_2020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yeah she is pretty crazy... ha HAha HAHAHAH... Thats an inside joke. But she makes us all laugh.. even though most of the time its at her. Love it!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way to taking Ashley to Confrence we ran into a road block...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/SO0O4xRHZaI/AAAAAAAAAEE/SYvcuH-mrTs/s1600-h/geese.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254872708671825314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/SO0O4xRHZaI/AAAAAAAAAEE/SYvcuH-mrTs/s320/geese.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;For some reason these little guys decided to waddle into the road. It was so random I loved it! So we needed to stop and take some pictures! It was great... and so funny.. they were quackin or whatever and each other and then turning around. It was almost like they were back seat driving. It gave me a chuckle.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5748895397551713789-9000083268370672108?l=jackileenelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackileenelson.blogspot.com/feeds/9000083268370672108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5748895397551713789&amp;postID=9000083268370672108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748895397551713789/posts/default/9000083268370672108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748895397551713789/posts/default/9000083268370672108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackileenelson.blogspot.com/2008/10/rain-drops-on-roses.html' title='Blog Wars 08&apos;! Are You Ready For It!'/><author><name>Jacki Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16810013298088875739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T0oU4GGsL48/Trib6wVCZ7I/AAAAAAAAAp8/7CNYyyL1Npw/s220/bees%2Bgame.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/SOu60imSXMI/AAAAAAAAAD0/5NNKqNNaG40/s72-c/10-04-08_1431.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5748895397551713789.post-5398839026398895429</id><published>2008-09-29T22:17:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T14:16:24.580-06:00</updated><title type='text'>And Im Spent!</title><content type='html'>Alrighty so we lost again to this summer team. 4-3. We came back in the last inning and had runners in scoring position but couldnt get them in. Thats how the whole game was. I didnt contribute to much. We almost turned a double play but didnt. I had one hit to me.... E! Cripes, but the scoreboard said it was a hit, so maybe Ill just go with that. I was 0-1 but whatever. Hopefully we can get back on track Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok so it was my dads birthday last Saturday. I wasnt able to spend it with him cause I was in Idaho. But he had to work all day anyways. So what do you get a guy who is turning the big 45 you might ask... how about a nerf gun secret agent set!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251665232462280018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/SOGptFQu9VI/AAAAAAAAACs/pOerR-uMJs4/s320/SANY0535.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yes thats me, my mom and Kar. Check out the bullet in my moms armpit... its about to hit her in the face.... HILARIOUS! Dont worry it doesnt hurt too bad. Except when you get hit right in the jugular, that hurts pretty bad ha.&lt;/p&gt;So I have the most adorable dogs and the most amazing cat in the history of animals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/SOJwvXzJW8I/AAAAAAAAAC8/eIAJpcnBgds/s1600-h/03-18-08_1003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251884074612120514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/SOJwvXzJW8I/AAAAAAAAAC8/eIAJpcnBgds/s320/03-18-08_1003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/SOJwGCl6LDI/AAAAAAAAAC0/G9S3MJdRe5A/s1600-h/09-01-08_2224.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Gage and the kitten. They are scared out of their mind right now!&lt;br /&gt;My cat has many alias including; Kitten, Miss Kitten, Moo Moo and Tippy. For those who dont know she only has 2.5 legs. She was ran over as a baby kitten and then given to us cause we are SUCH caring people! the .5 leg is still attached but has to nerve or muscle just skeleton and fur. Ha it always gets something caught on her claw like a shirt or towel, and then she drags it around the house. Its so funny! Then she tortures our little Yorkie Gage. When he walks by she will usually try to grab his collar and hang on, but he growls and wiggles away. But she is so awesome, I dont know where Id be without my Miss Kitten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well towards the middle of summer I decided I needed to slim down a tad and at least start eating a tad bit healthier. I started the South Beach Diet and thought I was going to die! The first two weeks was basically no carbs and I did not do well with that. I barely lasted a week before I slowly added wheat bread and watermelon back into my life. Im not on this horrible diet thing anymore, I just am watching what I eat and how much of it and softball is helping some. As of yesterday I have lost almost 25 lbs! So Im givin myself a pat on the back for that! I feel better so thats what counts doesnt it? But yeah I still have aways to go before I feel a lot better.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Two Sundays ago one of my longtime elementary school gal pals had her farewell. Maren Bishop aka Rob Bishops daughter. Thats right Im friends with the Congressman's daughter. But anyways she did awesome. But after I got to hang out with some of the old gang from high school. It was really great to see some of them, I havent seen a lot of them since high school, so it was really nice.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We got some new pictures of Dan at the MTC and some ones in Jamaica.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/SOKHS3fxAkI/AAAAAAAAADM/kNmZy-ptDPg/s1600-h/jump.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251908873672000066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/SOKHS3fxAkI/AAAAAAAAADM/kNmZy-ptDPg/s320/jump.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This doesnt surprise me at all. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/SOKHK7AnBHI/AAAAAAAAADE/stOlI1fzA3g/s1600-h/102_0175%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251908737176110194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/SOKHK7AnBHI/AAAAAAAAADE/stOlI1fzA3g/s320/102_0175%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is overlooking the town of Kingston, Jamaica.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5748895397551713789-5398839026398895429?l=jackileenelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackileenelson.blogspot.com/feeds/5398839026398895429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5748895397551713789&amp;postID=5398839026398895429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748895397551713789/posts/default/5398839026398895429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748895397551713789/posts/default/5398839026398895429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackileenelson.blogspot.com/2008/09/and-im-spent.html' title='And Im Spent!'/><author><name>Jacki Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16810013298088875739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T0oU4GGsL48/Trib6wVCZ7I/AAAAAAAAAp8/7CNYyyL1Npw/s220/bees%2Bgame.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/SOGptFQu9VI/AAAAAAAAACs/pOerR-uMJs4/s72-c/SANY0535.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5748895397551713789.post-7010482670369327990</id><published>2008-09-27T23:10:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T11:47:42.440-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I hurt!</title><content type='html'>Well this week has been surprisingly busy for me. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; so glad its over.&lt;br /&gt;The softball team had a few games. On Monday we played a lame summer team and lost, that sucked the big one. But the worst was after, there was quite a bit of drama. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ALOT&lt;/span&gt; of yelling took place between some parents and some of the girls, well one of the girls. But man o man girls are crazy! But we all need them! But all that has &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;simmered&lt;/span&gt; down somewhat, the girl quit and blah blah, so everything is hunky dory.&lt;br /&gt;Today we had some games up in Boise, against Boise State and University of Idaho club teams. We pretty much dominated. Beat U of I 12-0 in 4 innings and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;BSU&lt;/span&gt; 10-3. We needed that, we finally started to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;krank&lt;/span&gt; the ball all over, including me I finally broke out of my four year slump. But I did have a ball go between my legs YIKES! I made up for it with my hitting and some other sweet d plays.&lt;br /&gt;The ride home was pretty awesome. Jen-A, Emily, London, and Angie were all in my gang. We slept some, then Emily got bored and wanted to play car games... shes 12 (not really). We played I went on a trip and took with me... (lets see if I can remember all of them)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apple&lt;br /&gt;banana&lt;br /&gt;car&lt;br /&gt;donkey&lt;br /&gt;elephant&lt;br /&gt;fingernail&lt;br /&gt;grape salad&lt;br /&gt;half a pizza&lt;br /&gt;igloo&lt;br /&gt;Jose (accent)&lt;br /&gt;kangaroo&lt;br /&gt;llama&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;mooler&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nachos&lt;br /&gt;optometrist&lt;br /&gt;pizza&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;quiznos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;record player&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;slytherin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tyrannosaurus&lt;br /&gt;unicorn&lt;br /&gt;vice president&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;washington&lt;/span&gt; mutual card&lt;br /&gt;xylophone&lt;br /&gt;yin yang&lt;br /&gt;zebra&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Whoo&lt;/span&gt; Rock on! Then we played telephone and that was way funny and weird. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; like it when people whisper into my ear, just tickles AH! But yeah it was fun, all in all but I cant believe how sore I am! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; getting to old for this!&lt;br /&gt;Well the season premiere of The Office came on this weekend. I went over to my friend &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Trevers&lt;/span&gt; house and watched it with him. It was SO funny! I just cant get enough of that show! And Jim proposed to Pam! Man I want a Jim! He is just adorable. Its was also the premiere of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;CSI&lt;/span&gt; NY, that was pretty good. I thought it would be more dramatic like ER! Holy Smokes! This last season is going to be super intense, plus the return of some old friends of mine aka Mr. George &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Clooney&lt;/span&gt;!! I need a prescription and Dr. Ross needs to fill it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a sadder note the legendary actor Paul Newman passed away today. A era has ended in the entertainment industry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/SN-9OMMbFtI/AAAAAAAAACM/Uh31jDK7bzE/s1600-h/paul.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251123742026438354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/SN-9OMMbFtI/AAAAAAAAACM/Uh31jDK7bzE/s320/paul.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;WE'LL MISS YOU &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;SUNDANCE&lt;/span&gt; KID!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well I went on a date this week. That was fun. We went and ate at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;TONYS&lt;/span&gt;! Man I could eat that pizza everyday for the rest of my life, but I guess I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;wouldnt&lt;/span&gt; live that long cause I would be eating pizza everyday. But totally worth it! Then we went to newish mall area in Ogden to watch Eagle Eye. Such a good movie! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; going to see it again, so so good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5748895397551713789-7010482670369327990?l=jackileenelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackileenelson.blogspot.com/feeds/7010482670369327990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5748895397551713789&amp;postID=7010482670369327990' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748895397551713789/posts/default/7010482670369327990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748895397551713789/posts/default/7010482670369327990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackileenelson.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-hurt.html' title='I hurt!'/><author><name>Jacki Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16810013298088875739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T0oU4GGsL48/Trib6wVCZ7I/AAAAAAAAAp8/7CNYyyL1Npw/s220/bees%2Bgame.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/SN-9OMMbFtI/AAAAAAAAACM/Uh31jDK7bzE/s72-c/paul.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5748895397551713789.post-1520456204083197415</id><published>2008-09-25T10:57:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T15:43:04.376-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Introduction</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Wat up! So this is officially my first blog. I figure if i start doing one that I would have to make my life more interesting. So on that note I'll just catch everyone up to date with my life, which wont be that hard. Right now I work for South Ogden Rec and its flag football season. Its the best job ever! Well maybe if i got paid more or had more hours but its really great. The parents can get pretty crazy, especially the 1st grader parents. I don't know why but they like to yell at us. But I'm used to it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I also play softball for Weber State, &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/SNvOleMoTKI/AAAAAAAAAAw/MoTmmG0cMqc/s1600-h/brella+buddies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/SNvOleMoTKI/AAAAAAAAAAw/MoTmmG0cMqc/s320/brella+buddies.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250016933786963106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just the club team. Its pretty fun. We just went to Nebraska two weeks ago for the second year. We didn't do as good as we wanted to but we had fun. In a few weeks we will be heading for Oregon and I cant wait! Last year we went and got rained out the whole week so we became tourist. This is me and Kristy. We found this awesome waterfall, plus check out our umbrellas! &lt;br /&gt;It was amazing! So hopefully we get rained out again, it cant be to hard... its Oregon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Within the next couple of weeks Ill be headed back to School, and I hate to admit it but I love my school. Its Ogden Weber Applied Tech College. I'm going into Graphic Design, its so great. And I'm pretty good at it. I don't know exactly what I'm going to do after but either something in sports or entertainment is my goal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Well now my fam fam. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/SNvNbgtTtRI/AAAAAAAAAAo/RRmsSjDYYk0/s1600-h/dan+dan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/SNvNbgtTtRI/AAAAAAAAAAo/RRmsSjDYYk0/s320/dan+dan.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250015663150576914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My brother is serving in the Kingston Jamaica Mission. He is loving it so far. He gets to ride his bike along the coast almost every day... I know its amazing, I never thought he'd knew how to ride a bike either.... But that kid is amazing. You can already tell how much he has changed, yet he is the same ol weirdo with his random words... &lt;em&gt;GHETTOFABULOUS!&lt;/em&gt; Ah but hes a neat kid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Kar is awesome. She works at Kents now, so I hardly get to see her, but we make do. She just went to Homecoming and broke up with her "friend thats a boy" two days after. So it was a great dance for all of us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Well I dont know how to end this so BYE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5748895397551713789-1520456204083197415?l=jackileenelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackileenelson.blogspot.com/feeds/1520456204083197415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5748895397551713789&amp;postID=1520456204083197415' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748895397551713789/posts/default/1520456204083197415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748895397551713789/posts/default/1520456204083197415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackileenelson.blogspot.com/2008/09/introduction.html' title='Introduction'/><author><name>Jacki Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16810013298088875739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T0oU4GGsL48/Trib6wVCZ7I/AAAAAAAAAp8/7CNYyyL1Npw/s220/bees%2Bgame.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SyOdHQMkSuw/SNvOleMoTKI/AAAAAAAAAAw/MoTmmG0cMqc/s72-c/brella+buddies.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
