tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-64713033857414333922024-03-13T16:54:12.829-03:00Counting my BlessingsLaura- with an italian accenthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18021689022412685902noreply@blogger.comBlogger43125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6471303385741433392.post-36305485663415941322015-12-28T01:53:00.000-04:002015-12-28T01:53:02.299-04:00VLOG!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<b> I'm now a vlogger.</b> . or I will be once I post this. Please excuse the awkwardness. I'm hoping that awkwardness will eventually be taken over by coolness.. we'll see.<br />While I wait for my video to upload, I will explain why I'm vlogging now. I actually explained it in my first video, but I am not uploading that one (<i>haha</i>) it's <u>mega</u> awkward. :/<br /><br />oh my! I just looked at my pending video, and it says "0% uploaded About 2 hours remaining" HA.<br />As patient as I am (not) I will not be sitting here waiting for that full two hours.<br />Annnnd my lack of patience brings me to the explanation:<br /><br />Today in church we talked about new years resolutions and what some good/ common ones are, and then about why they are sometimes hard to reach and what we can do to overcome those things that get in our way.<br />So someone mentioned journal writing! <i>Amen sista</i>!<br />K, I know about 99% of the world is horrible at keeping up to date with their journal. I think my last entry was like two years ago.. and the one before that, another 2 years. I like to pick up where I left off- and it gets discouraging cause 2 years- there is a lot to cover, and it just doesn't happen, <b>cause #handcramp! </b><br />So, this is what I said for the argument of why it's hard to be good at keeping a journal. I didn't have a cell phone until I graduated high school, so I feel like I'm allowed to say this.. I used to hand write everything at school. Now it's all about computers. Rarely do people write letters, or papers for school with pen and paper. (* note- the computer is totally backing me up on this one.. a red squiggly appeared underneath "handwrite" my computer is like "uh handwrite? what are you trying to say? What is this <i>handwrite?</i> .. you write with your hand? do you mean<i> type</i>? like you use your <i>fingers</i> that are attached to your <i>hands</i> to type? cause <i>handwrite</i> isn't a word."<br /> While I acknowledge it may no be a word, it's silly. "handwritten" is one word.. no red squiggly. So I'm deciding that "handwrite" is correct, and should be recognized as correct to my laptop. It's just jealous that I might use some other means of producing words)<br />So- back on track here- since I rarely handwrite (yep, one word) anymore, my hand gets sooo tired so quickly. I just can't handle it. SO this is my solution. Vlog/Blog. <br /><br />There ya have it. I hope I can be more less awkward next time. Have a splendid day! :D<br /><br /><a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rBr6nGnkhqE">and here is the video that actually took 2 hrs to upload :l</a><br />
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I will learn this vlogging thing eventually.. and sorry the beginning of the video is quiet.. and kinda painful.<br /><br />Peace! </div>
Laura- with an italian accenthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18021689022412685902noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6471303385741433392.post-83001847889058456472012-08-25T19:50:00.000-03:002012-08-25T19:50:08.375-03:00Juice fast x 2<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<br /><br /><i><span style="color: #cc0000;"><b>I know I told you I'd let you know how the juice fast was going... I'm not a liar. so I'm telling you now, however late it is (3 months give or take) </b></span></i><br /> <span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><b><u>It - was - awesome!!!</u></b></span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="color: #f1c232;">It was a 28 day juice fast</span>,</span> and <span style="color: #f1c232; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I lasted for 12 days</span>... then I cheated, and gave up... It was pretty sad.. but lets not dwell on that right now.<br /><br /><span style="color: lime;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">So I lasted 12 days, and</span> <span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">I felt SO good!!</span> </span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="color: lime;">I had so much energy, I was happier, <span style="font-size: large;"><b>I just felt great!</b></span></span><br /><i><span style="color: orange;">I loved every morning when it was time to weigh myself!!</span></i> <span style="color: orange;">The number just kept going down! So <span style="font-size: large;"><b>I lost</b></span> just over 10 pounds (I think it was <b><span style="font-size: large;">10.8 pounds</span></b>) I got to wear my fave jeans that I haven't worn since I got home from my mission. I bought a few new shirts that I loved. <i>It is amazing what 10 pounds can do!</i></span><br /><span style="color: purple;">I didn't crave junk. Sometimes I wanted to eat salad (just something solid) but <b>I didn't care about food at all.</b> </span><br /><br /><span style="color: blue;"><i>Since then- I've gained it all back</i>. :( <u><b>THANKFULLY</b></u> it seems I can't go over the weight I was at. So I'm back to where I started, and I'm starting the fast again! I'm currently starving haha.. but I haven't had any juice for a few hours.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: red;">I was just talking to one of my coworkers today at work about how silly people ( I ) are (am)! <u><span style="font-size: large;">Why is it so hard to do something that you <b>KNOW</b> is good, and makes you happy?</span></u> I have that problem a lot!</span><br /><br /><span style="color: yellow;"><b>so this is short, but I wanted to update- I'm going to try to keep up this time. I'll post pictures- probably not until the end though. :)</b></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size: large;"><i>In case you are wondering about other aspects of "Laura's life"</i></span> - nothing!<br />--just kidding. <br /><br /><span style="color: orange;">So, I'm bad luck for companies apparently- </span><span style="color: blue;"><b>Serendipitous closed</b></span><span style="color: orange;">, then </span><span style="color: blue;"><b>Dorlene closed</b></span><span style="color: orange;">.. AND I used to work at Blockbuster (which closed here in New Glasgow). </span><b style="color: orange;">ouch</b><span style="color: orange;"> eh? </span><b><span style="color: blue; font-size: large;">I got a new job at Payless</span></b><span style="color: orange;"> though. I like it a lot so far. Everyone I work with is pretty great. </span><br /><br /><span style="color: purple;">Life is good!</span><br /><br /><span style="color: magenta;">I'm thankful everyday for the life I have. I'm thankful to have a great family, and to have hope! I love the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints!!! We, as members are not perfect, but the Church, and the gospel of Jesus Christ is. :)</span></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #a64d79; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Yesterday <strong>I went to Halifax with Tyria</strong>. We both <strong>had to get passport things done</strong>. I just needed to get mine renewed. <strong>I got my passport pic taken the day before</strong>, and I was <span style="font-size: large;">determined</span> to not have <em>another</em> <strong>atrocious</strong> pic.. <span style="font-size: large;"><span style="background-color: yellow;">Here is the before pic, and the after.</span> </span></span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #a64d79; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><strong><span style="font-size: x-large;">Success!</span></strong> <span style="font-size: large;">Its not a terrible passport pic!!</span> (although I'm sure by the time I receive my passport, they'll have added their <em>special touch</em> to make it horrible haha.. we'll see. It should be here by <strong>June 7th.</strong></span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #cc0000; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I also want to <strong><span style="font-size: large;">report</span></strong> on my new <strong><span style="font-size: large;">health quest</span></strong>. <br /><span style="font-size: x-large;">I LOVE IT!!!</span> <br /><br />So I posted on Monday that I was going <span style="font-size: large;">30 days without junk</span><span style="font-size: small;">- and that almost immediately I was discouraged, and thinking I couldn't do it, from the smell of Jen's food at work haha. <strong>Well</strong>, <span style="font-size: large;">I resisted</span>, and after work, Mom and I went to Sobeys and I picked up some things, looked at calories etc.. and put it back down.. but then I thought <strong>I'm not going to be ridiculous</strong>.. to cut out everything enjoyable right away would be silly. So I'm doing what I <strong>SAID</strong>.. <u>I'm cutting out JUNK! No candy, chips, chocolate, or fast food.</u> <br /><strong><span style="font-size: large;">I've been ROCKING it!!</span></strong> haha.I bought <strong>nutri-grain bars</strong> as snacks, and <strong>salad</strong> (which I very much enjoyed eating two days in a row for lunch or supper) I also bought bagels for breakfast (I got the ones with the least amount of calories.. I still want healthy stuff. It just doesn't <em>have</em> to be crazy stuff.)</span></span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #cc0000; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">I feel SO good!!</span> A couple times only <strong>out of habit</strong> (rather than craving) I reached for some candy or something that was sitting on the counter in the kitchen. As I realized though, what I was doing, <strong>I stopped myself</strong>. I know it's only been a week, but <strong><span style="font-size: large;">I have never felt so determined</span></strong> to keep going and to succeed!! I don't even WANT junk.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="background-color: #990000;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #cc0000;">So..... I said that I didn't want to be ridiculous- <strong>so a week is long enough to hold off on the crazy right?</strong> Well, if it is, or if it isn't- on <strong>Monday</strong> I am starting a <span style="font-size: large;">28 day juice fast!!!!</span> I'm so excited!!!! I would start right away, except I didn't have time to buy all the fruits and veggies needed. I was away all day yesterday in Hali, and then today I'm working 9:30-5 at Serendipitous, and then 6-9 (9:30 by the time I get outta there) at Dorlene. So tonight I may go to Sobeys and stock up. <br />Dad has already started. I guess he had a pretty miserable supper.</span> </span><br /><span style="background-color: white; color: #0b5394;">"<strong>Day 1 was fruit juice, some kind of vegetable juice from hell and some watermelon (I cheated) plus biking 10ks..."</strong></span><span style="color: #cc0000;">then when asked to define</span> <span style="color: #0b5394;"><strong>"vegetable juice from hell" he said: "</strong></span></span><span class="commentBody" data-jsid="text"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="color: #0b5394;"><strong>kale + celery + carrots + lemon+ a bad attitude+ normal human taste buds"</strong></span><br /><span style="color: #cc0000;">Even with his day one experience I'm excited!! I will most definitely keep you all posted on my next month! :)</span></span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="color: #38761d;"><strong>side note</strong>- a customer just came and gave me earrings. They are actually really cute- too bad I don't have my ears pierced. <br /><br /><br />you can't really see them.. cell pic, plus poor lighting.. haha</span></span><br />
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<span style="color: magenta;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><strong>Also-</strong> <span style="font-size: large;"><strong>I'm not eating junk for 30 days</strong></span>. haha <em>when I made that goal</em> <strong>I felt pretty good about it..</strong> I made it about an hour ago.. <strong>I changed my status on facebook, and I'm putting it on here so that I feel more accountable.</strong>. anyway.. I felt like it was going to be pretty easy.. and then Jen (works across the hall) came back from her break with a <span style="font-size: large;">root beer float and food from A&W</span> and <em>it smelled so good</em>!! <strong>SERIOUSLY!?</strong> and then I thought <u>"ughhhh this is going to be SO HARD!!"</u> haha <br />I AM going to do it though. <span style="font-size: large;">I need to get more willpower</span>. <strong>I have</strong> next to <strong>none </strong>right now.<br /><br /><span style="color: #e06666;">oh, double also- <span style="font-size: large;">I love love love the temple!!</span> <u>Tyria and I made a goal</u> in October after her first time there, to go <em>often</em>. We've been really good, and we go quite often. There have been a few weeks in a row that kept us from going.. but still, I love it, and I love my temple buddy!! :) I've grown to love it more and more and going has helped me to become more of the person I want to be. and <strong>I thank Tyria for that too!</strong> <u>For her example, and for being such an amazing friend and making our temple outings fun :D</u></span></span></span><br />
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<span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">This weekend was <span style="font-size: large;"><strong>Mother's Day</strong></span> weekend. <strong>Ashley, Chad, Sophie, and Finn came to visit</strong>. It was good to have them here. <span style="font-size: large;">I just love little Sophie and little Finn. </span>They are <em>TOO</em> cute!! Amy and Nathaniel took pics of their cutness yesterday evening. When they post them, I'll put some up here. <strong>In the meantime, </strong>since i don't want to deprive you of their cuteness for that long, I'll post some of my phone pics. haha</span><br />
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</div>Laura- with an italian accenthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18021689022412685902noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6471303385741433392.post-17729940060064237272012-05-05T15:50:00.002-03:002012-05-05T15:50:34.189-03:00Kids just wanna have fun!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<span style="color: #351c75; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="color: red;"><strong>It's me again.</strong></span><br /><strong><span style="color: #3d85c6;"><span style="color: blue;">So, I did what I could to my blog for today. I think it's cute...</span></span></strong><span style="color: yellow;"><span style="color: #3d85c6;">Today is incredibly busy today for Job 1. We are usually super dead.. but today has been steady and I made a lot of money so far and it's only 3:30</span>..</span><br />So I was blogging, and fixing up the blog.. and I look up, and there is a <strong>kid on the mechanical car</strong> thing in the middle of the hall <strong>with the straightest face</strong> I've ever seen on a kid! haha <strong>He looked like he couldn't possibly be less impressed by the experience he was having.</strong> So I laughed out loud and looked away. I looked back a few seconds later, at the sound of a laughing child, and saw the <strong>same boy</strong> was standing up, on the outside of the car (it's somewhat enclosed) while it was moving. haha. I thought about taking a picture, but thought his mother may not appreciate that very much. <br />Well, <strong>I'm glad he ended up getting the most for his dollar.</strong></span> <br /><br /><span style="color: orange; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><strong>PACE FUORI :P</strong></span></div>Laura- with an italian accenthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18021689022412685902noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6471303385741433392.post-19654483663418442192012-05-05T12:26:00.001-03:002012-05-05T12:26:39.219-03:00Here I go!!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="color: purple;"><span style="font-size: large;">Alrighty-</span> So I am working <strong>9:30-5:30</strong>, then <strong>6-9</strong> (but closing at job 2 takes forever so <strong>basically 9:30</strong>). That's 11 hours (no breaks) I really don't mind though - I don't get any official breaks at Job 1, but It's pretty relaxed, and I can go get food or whatever if/when I need to. Job 2- not so much, but it's only a 3 hour shift.<br /><br />SO in the 8 hours I have here, I should probably be able to make a decent blog..? Uh oh, now the pressure is on eh..</span><br /><span style="color: #3d85c6;">Sorry to have kept you in suspense for so long about the "secret" I found out last week.<br />Job 1 is closing! The 12th will probably be our last day.</span><br /><span style="color: #cc0000;"><strong>Ok, I'm going to complain for a little bit, and then I'll put the positive spin on at the end :)</strong></span><br /><span style="color: #cc0000;">1- Job 1 is closing.. and Job 2 is giving me less hours- so i'm going to find another Job 1 *sigh*<br /><br />2<br /> <span style="background-color: yellow; color: black;">*I typed 2 and 3.. and then re-reading this, they seemed too silly, and not really fitting.*</span>3<br />4- <span style="font-size: large;">BIG ONE:</span> <strong><u>I DO NOT WORK ON SUNDAY'S!!!</u></strong> What do people not understand about Exodus 20:8-11. </span><span style="color: #0b5394;"><span class="verse"><strong>8</strong> </span>Remember the <sup class="studyNoteMarker">a</sup></span></span><a class="footnote" href="http://www.lds.org/scriptures/ot/ex/20?lang=eng#" id="footnote24" rel="/scriptures/chapter/footnote/default.xqy?volumeUri=ot&bookUri=ex&chapterUri=20&noteID=8a&lang=eng"><span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">sabbath</span></a><span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="color: #0b5394;"> day, to keep it <sup class="studyNoteMarker">b</sup></span></span><a class="footnote" href="http://www.lds.org/scriptures/ot/ex/20?lang=eng#" id="footnote25" rel="/scriptures/chapter/footnote/default.xqy?volumeUri=ot&bookUri=ex&chapterUri=20&noteID=8b&lang=eng"><span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">holy</span></a><span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">.</span><br />
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<a class="bookmark-anchor dontHighlight" href="" name="11"><span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"> </span></a><span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="color: #0b5394;"><span class="verse"><strong>11</strong> </span>For <span class="clarityWord">in</span> <sup class="studyNoteMarker">a</sup></span></span><a class="footnote" href="http://www.lds.org/scriptures/ot/ex/20?lang=eng#" id="footnote29" rel="/scriptures/chapter/footnote/default.xqy?volumeUri=ot&bookUri=ex&chapterUri=20&noteID=11a&lang=eng"><span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">six</span></a><span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="color: #0b5394;"> days the <span class="deitySmallCaps">Lord</span> made heaven and earth, the sea, and all that in them <span class="clarityWord">is,</span> and rested the seventh day: wherefore the <span class="deitySmallCaps">Lord</span> <sup class="studyNoteMarker">b</sup></span></span><a class="footnote" href="http://www.lds.org/scriptures/ot/ex/20?lang=eng#" id="footnote30" rel="/scriptures/chapter/footnote/default.xqy?volumeUri=ot&bookUri=ex&chapterUri=20&noteID=11b&lang=eng"><span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">blessed</span></a><span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="color: #0b5394;"> the sabbath day, and <sup class="studyNoteMarker">c</sup></span></span><a class="footnote" href="http://www.lds.org/scriptures/ot/ex/20?lang=eng#" id="footnote31" rel="/scriptures/chapter/footnote/default.xqy?volumeUri=ot&bookUri=ex&chapterUri=20&noteID=11c&lang=eng"><span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">hallowed</span></a><span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="color: #cc0000;"><span style="color: #0b5394;"> it.</span><br /><strong>=</strong> <strong>I don't work on Sunday's, and I don't SHOP (make others work) on Sunday's!</strong><br /><strong>sure</strong> some people don't believe in the bible- but an awful lot of people know and believe in the 10 commandments, <em>apparently</em> they pick and choose the ones they <strong>want</strong> to follow. <br />NOT ME It's obviously an important commandment if it takes up 4 verses while the others take up 2ish.<br /><br />not only is it <strong>breaking</strong> a commandment to work/shop on Sunday's but I have a calling ( I have responsibilities at church.) I can't just miss it! I have told every boss I have ever had that I don't work Sunday's, and in the past, I have quit any job that scheduled me on Sunday. NOW Job2 scheduled me a couple sunday's ago- while I was not ok with it, I said I would because we had all new staff, and not really anyone else to do it. now.. we have 2 more people that could do it. I'm not willing to break a commandment. So I'm scheduled to work next Sunday- on Mother's Day! <br />( yes, there are exceptions <strong>:</strong> Services that we NEED like hospitals/doctors, etc..)</span><br /><span style="background-color: yellow; color: black;"><strong>POSITIVE SPIN:<br /></strong></span><span style="color: orange;"><strong>Trials make me stronger. I also find that when I am having a difficult time, I <span style="font-size: large;">recognize blessings in everything</span>, and seem more thankful for them. Like, on my way to work, I am thankful and think "Thanks Heavenly Father, I needed that!" when there isn't much traffic. and When there is a red light when I'm running late, I think about how it's teaching me to <span style="font-size: large;">be more patient.</span> (and to manage my time better so I'm not in such a rush all the time)<br /><br /><span style="font-size: large;"><em>I love life.</em></span> </strong><u><strong>I can do anything with the help of Heavenly Father, and as long as I keep His commandments, and try my best.<br /></strong></u><span style="color: #38761d;"><em> 3 hours and 3 sales later- i'll get to making the blog cool :P </em></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: purple;"><b>So-- remember yesterday how I said that i'll plan for something, then something else happens, and I end up not having time to do something else ( or something like that..) well today was that again! I said I'd have time after work today- but let me tell you what happened:</b></span><br />
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<span style="color: red; font-size: large;"><b>1:20pm-</b></span> <span style="color: blue;">find out Dad needs the car to play games at his friends house , I call Amy- she's working, gets of at 5:30 and she says she can drive me home after work at 6 </span><br />
<b><span style="color: red;"><span style="font-size: large;">6:00pm</span>-</span></b><span style="color: blue;"> finishing up some stuff at work getting ready to clock out. Amy texts and says she's at walmart and to meet her there. as I make my way down the mall, I pass by my other job, and get some news that is I guess currently a secret (not the good kind) which I shall reveal probably tomorrow or Saturday. Finally I make it to walmart by 6:15 ish</span><br />
<b><span style="color: red;"><span style="font-size: large;">6:30pm(ish)</span>-</span></b><span style="color: blue;">Amy and I eat supper at Swiss Chalet (and I had nothing with chicken in it haha)</span><br /><span style="color: red; font-size: large;"><b>7:30pm-</b></span><span style="color: blue;"> get home and get ready to go to the movies with Jade (who had texted me about this as I was making my way down the mall hall)</span><br />
<span style="color: red; font-size: large;"><b>8:50pm-</b></span> <span style="color: blue;">we go to the movies (The Lucky One- pretty good. WAY better than I was expecting. Zac Efron is kinnnnndof amazing :P </span><br />
<span style="color: red; font-size: large;"><b>11:15pm-</b></span> <span style="color: blue;">I get home from the movies, and am now blogging. </span><br />
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<span style="color: purple; font-weight: bold;">So I didn't have time to make my blog good.. sorry AGAIN I don't work until 5 tomorrow- so here's hoping.</span><br />
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<span style="color: lime;">Mom and I take turns in the morning (mom more than me- I have a hard time sometimes differentiating between dreams and reality haha I'll dream that Mom knocks on my door to tell me that she's going , or something.. and so I just don't get up in the morning. It's weird haha) we go to the nursing home where nannie is; to feed her breakfast. She can't really do it on her own anymore, and there are so many residents that need help being fed, so Mom and I just go to help out. She doesn't talk much. Sometimes I can get a few smiles from her, and a wave from the window. You always hear some interesting, or hilarious comments from the other residents.</span><span style="color: orange;"> </span><br />
<span style="color: orange;">I'm going tomorrow morning. I feel blessed to be able to spend time with her, even though she isn't herself anymore. I have to keep reminding her when she won't eat that she LOVES food!! she used to have eggs and porridge every morning (to my knowledge) and she still has them for breakfast, and I tell her she used to eat them all the time. I try to tell her about my day the day before. She almost never responds, other than a little smile here and there.</span><br />
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<span style="color: magenta;"><b>Well, I'm going to go sleep so I can be not dead when I have to wake up to go feed her. :)<br /><br />Hopefully tomorrow will be better and more interesting for blogging :)</b></span></div>Laura- with an italian accenthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18021689022412685902noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6471303385741433392.post-5716137437835065282012-04-25T23:51:00.002-03:002012-04-25T23:51:44.603-03:00day 2 in a ROW! I rock!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="color: #4c1130;">So, </span><br /><br /><span style="color: #38761d;">whenever I think I have time- something comes up, and I don't -<b><span style="font-size: large;">SO</span></b> I didn't make my blog cool yet. <i><span style="font-size: large;">Sorry</span></i>. I will try tomorrow after work. I don't work late, and I don't have anything planned for after.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: #0b5394;">Today I had off, and was going to go to lunch with the Elders. <i>Elder Tongish had never been to Jungle Jims</i>.. and that's the best place <b><span style="font-size: large;">EVER</span></b>! so we had to go. Then I got a call from work asking if I could come in for a couple hours... and <span style="font-size: large;">who says <i>no</i> to money?</span> not <b><span style="font-size: large;">I</span></b>! so I made lunch earlier, and went to work at 2. </span><br /><br /><span style="color: #990000;">Lunch was fun though. Jadie was <i>supposed</i> to come , but she couldn't. So it was just Amy, Steve, Elder Tongish, and Elder Neilson, and I. </span><br /><br /><span style="color: magenta;">Then this evening I had <span style="font-size: large;"><b>Seminary</b></span>. and <span style="font-size: x-large;">YAYYY</span> <b>Jacob came!!</b> So I had <b>TWO</b> students! haha<br />It's pretty disappointing when they don't come. <span style="font-size: large;">April is a trooper</span> and She's always there! I definitely don't think my students are bad because they don't come. it's not like i'm judging them and thinking they're terrible. I'm just disappointed, cause I plan a lesson that I'm excited to share with them, and I think about each of them as I prepare, and there will be something specific for each student that I think will be good for them- and they don't come.. So Jacob came 2 weeks ago, and then this week too- I was pretty excited!! Although, I didn't even teach the lesson tonight! They had questions, and we talked about some pretty interesting/cool stuff. I thought it was good - and if they're interested, then <b>mission accomplished</b>!</span><br /><br /><span style="color: #4c1130;"><b><span style="font-size: large;">I'm super blessed!</span></b> <br />-I got more hours today, after I'd given up some on saturday for my other job..so I made that up. <br />-I had 2 students!! <br />-I got to do some service. <br /><br />Its funny- today something happened and I thought "sweet! a blessing for my blog!" haha and now I can't remember it. </span><span style="color: #3d85c6;">Sad</span><span style="color: #4c1130;">.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: #f1c232;">Well, people who read this (probably like 2 random people that accidentally clicked my blog link instead of the one above it ) <span style="font-size: x-large;"><u><b>I promise I will get more interesting.</b></u></span> <b>I will even add more pictures</b>. I have to remember to take some! Tomorrow will be a good picture day (hopefully)<br /><br />Good night peoples. </span></span><br /></div>Laura- with an italian accenthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18021689022412685902noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6471303385741433392.post-23590826081609594972012-04-24T23:02:00.001-03:002012-04-24T23:02:12.292-03:00Blog-makeover<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Ok- this will be boring-ish<br /><br />I was all excited to change my blog around and to post an awesome and positive post.. but I am SO tired!!<br />The template isn't exactly what I want, so that will be changing again, and I want a picture for the top of the blog.. I haven't decided which picture yet though.<br />
I was off at 9pm. I was training a girl to close the store. Poor girl- her first time, no her second- closing shift. and it went horribly horribly wrong! We had 1 sale the whole evening, and the reciept didn't print. So we had to print it off of the computer printer o it was on a piece of paper which we cut to look more like a real reciept.. THEN when we were closing.. we were alllllmost done, and the reports were coming out blank!! we didn't get out of the store until almost 10! Poor Jess is terrified to close the store now. :(<br /><br />Before all that non sense happened though- we talked the whole shift and she's pretty much the awesomest! she was talking to our manager on the phone, and she sounded a little strange- like she had a hint of an accent. Then when she got off the phone I said (and I can't BELIEVE this came from my mouth!! I was not thinking!!) "Do you have some kind of accent?" haha like SERIOUSLY!?! she very well could have had some speech issues since she was little or something and I without even thinking ASKED her about it!! She said she did, and was shocked that I could tell. She said she tries really hard to not have one. I asked what accent it was. She said she's from Scotland! it was soo awesome talking to her after that.. and I told her about how bad I felt immediately after I asked her about it, and told her my thought process. She thought it was funny and decided next time someone asks her, she's going to say she just had speech issues. lol<br /><br />ANYWAY, so I want to be more aware of my blessings, and recognizing them.. so I want to write on my blog everyday about the blessings in the day.. however big or small :) it will also include life stories like always :)<br /><br />Well, peace out for now! I will write tomorrow.<br /><br />Blessing today- I had schedule probs with my two jobs.. and I felt terrible about it, cause I'd be inconveniencing SOMEONE by not working at one place (i was double booked) but then I figured it out so that it wasn't super bad.. and I feel good about it :) SO, Heavenly Father loves me, and he loves to help me out even when it's just a little job trouble.. He wants me to be happy, and He certainly helps me to be that! :)<br /><br />good night all :)<br />- Laura<br /></div>Laura- with an italian accenthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18021689022412685902noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6471303385741433392.post-44484868219536327332011-12-01T20:52:00.000-04:002011-12-01T20:52:19.206-04:00How do I know Heavenly Father loves me?<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">You know those times when something crazy happens, and you think "wow! what a blessing!" and then you think about how grateful you are to know that Heavenly Father loves you..<br />
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Let me tell you about mine for today.. I'm home laying in bed (sick) reading. Then I heard a sound that sounded like something tapping on the wall... just really lightly.. and I thought about a story that my good friend, Janet told me yesterday about a similar sound she heard, and it ended up being a cockroach.. and then she told me about finding a scorpion in her house too.. so I was thinking "ugh that tapping better not be a cockroach or scorpion on my wall!!" then I thought "oh yeah, I'm in Nova Scotia.. we don't have those.." so I kept reading.<br />
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Then.. I kept thinking I should look up- so I finally decided to look up-- there was a SPIDER on the wall RIGHT above my HEAD!! AHHHH!! how GROSS!! <br />
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So, after I freaked out and got rid of it, I thought "YEP Heavenly Father loves me.. " He was warning me that the spider was there, and I looked up just in time!<br />
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haha so yes, it was a silly little reminder.. but I'll take it. He loves me, and I love Him :)<br />
ugh spiders are icky!!!</div>Laura- with an italian accenthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18021689022412685902noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6471303385741433392.post-12270767601154570592011-08-16T20:16:00.001-03:002011-08-16T20:16:32.716-03:00In west philadelphia born and raised. On a playground... nope. I'm just in the Airport<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><br />
<div style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Well, I'm in Philadelphia.. at the airport. Its fun.. i'm being slightly sarcastic. <br />
I like having fairly long stop overs, so that I have time if something happens, like a delay in the previous flight, or getting lost, or customs.. etc.. So I was happy to have a 4 our stop over. It actually goes by pretty quickly. BUT we were supposed to board at 5:30pm, and leave by 6pm. It is now 7pm, and I'm still sitting here. They are “repairing” the plane... I say – take that plane, put it in the shop, and give us a spare one.. you know like when something happen to city bus.. they send a new one.. they really should have extra planes for times like these.. <br />
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It's supposed to be like 41 degrees tomorrow in Phoenix, and supposed to feel like 45.. but i'm sitting here in the airport FREEEEZING!! I came in shorts and t shirt. Now i have a sweater on, and a scarf around my legs. I've been shivering for a while. Now my muscles hurt from being so tense. <br />
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Plus side to the trip so far- People in Philly are NICE!! everyone is all smiling, and two people said they loved my shoes, and continued to comment on how cute and comfortable they looked :) <br />
I was sitting next to a guy on the plane from Halifax.. He was really nice. Usually I don't really like talking to people on the plane, cause sometimes it's pretty awkward. He was just really cool though. <br />
He had asked me before the plane even left if I was a Mormon. Haha Is it that noticeable? Just kidding. </div><div style="margin-bottom: 0in;">I told him I was going to Arizona for school, and he asked a bit about that, then I told him i was planning to transfer to BYU and he said “BYU? Brigham Young.” and i smiled and said “yep!” and he said “you're not Mormon are you?” and I said “Yep, I am” and he apologized for asking something personal.. haha so I said I didn't mind at all.<br />
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I found out that he is a philosophy student, from Halifax but going to school in Pittsburgh. He doesn't like flying much. He said taking off and landing makes him nervous. I agreed, but added that it was also really fun, like a roller coaster. I like that he humoured me.. He was a really nice guy. Made faces at a baby a few seats ahead of us, helped some people with their bags without being asked. Pretty decent.<br />
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I'm so cold!!! my nose is numb, as well as my legs!! and my back is breaking! <br />
I'm also super tired! I am definitely going to be sleeping on this flight if it ever leaves. <br />
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I don't do well with travelling even though I love it. Haha. No matter how long the trip, or what happens.. my hair is guaranteed to look disgusting on arrival. And people get that “travel smell” haha i donno what it is.. but I don't like it. <br />
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Oh well, I guess for now my rant is over. It's too much effort to keep my laptop on my lap. Even though it is providing some warmth.<br />
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Peace out for now. :) Lets hope I make it to Arizona... although, I could get used to having people complimenting my shoes all the time :)</div></div>Laura- with an italian accenthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18021689022412685902noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6471303385741433392.post-64193303417154592492011-05-25T21:34:00.000-03:002011-05-25T21:34:11.780-03:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">Obviously, I am horrible at blogging! it's been a month!<br />
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anyway... honestly, I can't believe it's been a month! nothing of great significance has happened. LAME i know.<br />
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this is actually going to be short, I have been SEARCHING a crazy amount for a job this entire month. I've applied to over 40 places! Ask me how many I've heard back from.. essentially, none! It's insane! I had an interview at one place, and i was SURE I was gonna get it.. I was/am ridiculously qualified..<br />
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anyway, I've decided.. I'm going to make cute, unique teddy bears, and sell them! I made some on my mission (some of them were pretty scary.. :S) but I've had some more practice, and I must say, I'm proud of their cuteness! I will take some pictures, and post them to let you all see. I'm excited, I'm not normally crafty (in the good or bad sense of the word :) ) but i really like making these bears!<br />
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anyway.. i'll be posting pics soon!<br />
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Pace fuori :)</div>Laura- with an italian accenthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18021689022412685902noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6471303385741433392.post-67075209202940005152011-04-25T00:22:00.000-03:002011-04-25T00:22:01.888-03:00I'm not Voting<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">That's right! I'm not! Now, according to one of my friends, you now all think that I am just a young person that doesn't care.<br />
That couldn't be further from the truth. I posted a while ago about things I love.. well I'm adding to the list.<br />
I love FAIRNESS, I love FREEDOM, I love CHOICE, I love not being talked down to, taken advantage of, lied to, and treated like a child.<br />
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If given a choice between moldy cheese, dog poo, and nails for supper.... what would you choose?? a LOT of you would ACTUALLY choose one... not I! I would say "No Thank-you, I'll have something better" Why? because we were put on this earth, and given our agency, so I most certainly do not have to settle for moldy cheese, dog poo, OR nails for supper! I CAN have something better..<br />
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Some of you may say "..but this is the best they can offer us.. don't you think that these people would be trying their hardest so that we vote for them?" NOPE.. I'd say the complete opposite. They don't want to work hard, or make things more complicated, They want to offer as little as they can possibly get away with. and guess what.. THEY ARE GETTING AWAY WITH IT! because SO MANY people are settling!<br />
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I don't want to pay my taxes! Why? because It isn't FAIR that I have to pay for some road in ontario that I have never even driven on! I am not against paying for services and things that I use, but it is ridiculous to make me pay for anything else. Most of my taxes go to politicians salaries anyway. LAME. Not that it would make me vote for them, but If someone running for prime minister took a HUGE pay cut, I'd have a lot more respect for them.<br />
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Pet Peeve alert!<br />
1- the mindset that "1 person can't change anything" (SO false, and such an ignorant way to think)<br />
2- Having someone try to take my agency away! (NOT cool)<br />
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there are more, trust me..<br />
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But if you are not happy with your choices for our government, then DON'T vote... What would happen if no one voted? The candidates would be forced to change!<br />
Can anyone say Revolution?? That would be great!<br />
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Last thought- I took anthropology this semester, and we talked about societies, how they began, and what came of them. Way back in the beginning, where there were bands, there was no government set in place. Everyone pitched in, and did their part. They governed themselves, and things worked out! These societies were egalitarian.<br />
The need for power, and money, brought about stratified societies, and this is where we are now.<br />
Lets go back to the egalitarian ways!<br />
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<b>YOU</b> <u>CAN</u> <b>make a DIFFERENCE!</b></div>Laura- with an italian accenthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18021689022412685902noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6471303385741433392.post-22963742756375472912011-03-24T08:11:00.006-03:002011-03-24T08:54:24.535-03:00$10,000?? YES please!So, <b>c100 is giving away $1,000 everyday this week</b> to the hundredth caller at 7:40am and 1:<i>something</i>pm. They kept announcing it, and seriously, <b>I never listen to the radio..</b> ever. Why would you, when you could hand pick your favorite songs and have your own personal radio station (via mp3 player/ipod) ANYWAY, <b>I</b> randomly <b>listened to the radio</b> on my mp3 player, and I haven't stopped since. Literally- If I leave the apartment, I have my mp3 player, and here I'm listening to it streaming online. So, i've been listening to the contest stuff, and people win $1,000. I was like "hmm that'd be pretty sweet!" then they announced that <i>THURSDAY</i> is different. hey are giving away <b>not just $ONE,ooo but $10,000!!</b> haha so I was like "why not! there can't be that much competition. No one listens to the radio, and at 7:40 in the morning.. no one!"<br /><br />SO i checked out the rules of the contest, made sure i just had to call, and not do anything silly.<br />Found out I <b>just</b> had to <b>be caller #100..</b> (and you can only win once during the week) so I decided, I'd try first for the $10,000, and then try the day after for the $1,000. So I set my alarm for 7:30 am.<div>and here are some pictures of my morning:</div><div><br /></div><div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiw11UYz7esPf9J_FepAc6hs367M1v3SVJO9PgRKpUoMhUK7mTtpvSJbVVq_zlUpkNzfbGEC1OClf6x-7OcizpisABicEwDcnRNsloKjSl1iQIKwCuCrfxJXHK7BNVLp-GrJ3GBPcbasVBe/s400/c100+streaming.jpg" style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 273px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587605641280190018" /></div><div><br /></div><div>this is c100 streaming. it had been on all night. I had to be listening.. that makes sense to everyone right? haha</div><div><br /><br /><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRCTlbkWJPurarxHi7H500-xYY04dzS8o60ozhBCpM3TBhiDTruOCsZOA4Afjdx1LD3tnpfHZ8QXnOjZ3BbkgjbCJHeipAu6hgYeDa1c2l0ltzh4Ia9H7OO0arodztkpIDAAjicvRwF7GO/s400/calc.jpg" style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587606421015133794" /><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Oh, and they said you had to correctly<br /> answer a math skill testing question. Since <b>I have NO mathematical skill <i>to</i> test... </b>I looked up an online scientific calculator! It was ready to go!</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWYVNro2vz4FMOFLs6H2B9VcxQbU04apPZy0nEImu_1gDM9f6WXmtLn18AX5hDSW8R4hLc_13OLUbVxgBKt93va1AlIzgWQCVtENRVV6MDAuU4VYwfMCec0TeQXDvarpLqAgu-9UeN06-O/s400/740am.jpg" style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587607344172986450" /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">BAM..</span> a not happy(makeup-less, barely awake) me at too early in the morning, having already lost! man that's a bad picture! (note to guys- makeup IS a good thing!)</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>so I called, and it rang once then a busy signal.. so i kept calling immediately after each busy signal.. FINALLY it rang more than once! Someone picked up and said "<b>Hello, you are caller 67, try again</b>" then she hung up. So I kept trying.. ring-busy, ring-busy<br />several times! Then they announce that they were on <b>caller 89</b>!! ahh!! so I kept going.. and then it stated ringing like before when they answered. I got really excited and nervous!.. nervous?....</div><div><br />they didn't answer!! so I kept trying.. until They announced their winner... :(<br />oh well.. :( I'll try for $1,000 later today, and tomorrow. I have to win. I was close! I was gonna also use our home phone, but what are the chances that Amber got a phone call literally 2 seconds before my 7:30 alarm went off!!? (that is perhaps the first time.. the first that I know of anyway)<br /><br />Alright, time to get ready for school..<br /><br />This is me, peacin out -still poor- Laura.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>5 second later update- now they have the winner on the radio rubbing it in my face!! seriously, her voice just came out of no where said "I'm ______, and I just won $10,000 on C-100!!"</div>Laura- with an italian accenthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18021689022412685902noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6471303385741433392.post-8098563257335342342011-03-23T21:13:00.004-03:002011-03-23T22:31:54.034-03:00Creative LauraSO, i LOVE the Dollarstore. ANY dollar store. Dollarama is my favorite but the other ones make me happy as well.. so i went today, and got these. I also got one that says "With God all things are possible" plus i had already gotten ones of the leaning tower of pisa and the eiffle tower<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFdriLQLimP9ABkQOD7Jx-izamjOBc7MVEpiOVwFCMkNquNRb40NYQvfD66OPQA6ki-DKFeT1HJ0lCYsIF2TiKIi-1qCY1U1f7T-RS1zgKEKMoDsCwatspHQvYjww9FYlJ8T0Ek1QXsslR/s1600/a+dream+is...jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFdriLQLimP9ABkQOD7Jx-izamjOBc7MVEpiOVwFCMkNquNRb40NYQvfD66OPQA6ki-DKFeT1HJ0lCYsIF2TiKIi-1qCY1U1f7T-RS1zgKEKMoDsCwatspHQvYjww9FYlJ8T0Ek1QXsslR/s320/a+dream+is...jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587434582020399938" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgc7quZ9kuGfUUK2zxYRhjmUwZ4qe_6ncUnrbAgoW0AoimLMT99dmuQCloxPRFxfcF75591asWjQYIcYTxl3HMG29ii639HXqhc-fUZjuk5WPOw98rMwhhbugkKM1hgRPVe2oNsNyC_r-M7/s1600/live+well.jpg"></a><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>A Dream is a wish the heart makes</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>this one is a little crooked.. it came letter by letter rather than word.. and i just did it quickly, so it's blah.. oh well i'll be moving home in a few weeks, lol so it'll be coming off the wall shortly.<img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgc7quZ9kuGfUUK2zxYRhjmUwZ4qe_6ncUnrbAgoW0AoimLMT99dmuQCloxPRFxfcF75591asWjQYIcYTxl3HMG29ii639HXqhc-fUZjuk5WPOw98rMwhhbugkKM1hgRPVe2oNsNyC_r-M7/s400/live+well.jpg" style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587433291083367154" /><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6RskGOiewa68l8w2ZTVoA2P8LRk50gNX6N30LNd8O1gNFbmFgJDLKcKB0SyOI95bvksBcxVif057ZgLVCMc40A5fPAW5kZiME-0i9vluWSy0DtXNi8MXVcYvEuf-FVnzqH3sdRzDRkGnD/s400/doorwall+flowers.jpg" style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587434854490460978" /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>this is my favorite! and the actual creative part.. the other ones i just peeled it off and stuck it on the wall.. but not this one.. i love it! It makes me feel really happy. if you can't tell ( i'm not sure why you wouldn't be able to.?) it's partly on my door (to the right) and on to my wall, and around the corner. I love love love it!</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br />well, that's it for now.. it's SPRING... so i'm going to eat a popsicle :)<br /><br />SEEYA!!</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>Laura- with an italian accenthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18021689022412685902noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6471303385741433392.post-50370676793803752742011-03-16T10:14:00.003-03:002011-03-16T10:40:20.659-03:00God likes science!So, I'm taking Mind and Brain (psych class).. it's by far my hardest class this semester.<br />We have "minute papers" every once in a while. So he(my prof) gives us a subject or question that we have to write about .. we have a couple minutes at the end of class to do it,and then pass it in.<br />Last week we had one about religion and brain activity.. some say that religious experiences are merely results of stimulation of a certain part of he brain..<br />So, i don't remember exactly what I said.. it was pretty scattered (I thought I wouldn't do very well on it, which was disappointing because I had a lot to say haha) <div><br /></div><div>I said in my paper: </div><div>-It makes sense for religious experiences to stimulate your brain, as does all other experiences.<br />-I don't believe that science and religion need to be separated. They go together perfectly. and </div><div>-religious experiences are not dependent on the stimulation of the brain.<br />- "God likes science"<br />(and other things but I can't remember)<br /><div><br />So, after we have minute papers, after hey are marked, the mark is posted online, and if he thinks you did an exceptional job, he'll give you a bonus point, and if he REALLY thinks it's noteworthy, he'll show it on the projector infront of the class and talk about it.</div><div><br />So, my professor started class with "the minute paper marks are online and everyone did really well!" he said it was hard to pick ones that got a bonus point and not..<br />haha so i'm thinking "mine was just so unorganized.. and just not very well written.." so i felt even worse because everyone else did so great.. like as if i was the only one that didn't do well.<br />So I looked online and I got 5 out of 4! <b>I got the bonus point!</b><br /><br />Then he's showing someone's paper on the projector.. and then he starts reading another one and it sounded familiar.. cause <b>IT WAS MINE</b>!! He liked it!!! and then he added the part that said "God likes science" and he laughed a little and said "that's interesting"<br /><br />YEEEH!!!!! so apparently, I did a good job :D<br /><br />haha sooo.. that just happened, and I'm still in that class, so I'm going to pay attention now.<br /><br /><i>ciao!!</i></div></div>Laura- with an italian accenthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18021689022412685902noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6471303385741433392.post-82165501606029186672011-03-08T12:24:00.003-04:002011-03-08T12:46:14.687-04:00mmm Wind!I went to see Never Say Never last week with Laura, Vanessa, Karen, and Erinn. It was so so great! Justin Bieber is one awesome kid!! He has been crazy talented since he was really young ( I know he's still really young but I mean compared to how old he is now) It was actually a pretty inspiring movie. I admire him a lot more. I kind of assumed he was somewhat a punk since he's a young famous kid.. but he's humble, and kind. If he was older, I'd have he biggest crush on him!! haha.......................... we are going to see it again tonight. haha :S Don't judge! at least it's cheap night movie night.<br /><br /><br />So, I just adore spring time. I know it isn't technically spring yet, but it's GREAT out! yesterday it was like 10 degrees, and even though lack of sun is depressing, the temperature made up for it 100%! i even enjoyed the rain!! (except when i was walking back from sobeys last night and got back to my apartment more wet than if i'd just gotten out of a long shower with all my clothes on haha.. oh well.. it was fun)<br /><br />Has anyone noticed how different my posts are now that it's getting nicer out?? It's amazing how different I feel when winter starts to go away, and spring starts to show itself. I feel just so happy inside, with so much energy, and excitement...<br /><br />I am excited to go to school in Arizona and feel like this even in the winter!! YAY<br /><br />This is going to be short, and probably without pictures.. sorry. I have 2 mid terms tomorrow, and one the next day. My anthropology mid term was supposed to be today, and thankfully it wasn't!! I discovered a leak in my heater that had spread on my floor almost the entire size of my bed, and it became moldy as well.. GROSS (probably why i've been sick non stop) so, I had to stay home from class today so that people could come look after it..<br /><br /><b><span class="Apple-style-span" >Weird fact about me:</span></b> <b><i>I love the wind</i></b> (<i>or hate it.. depending on the circumstance- i hate it when it's dark and scary outside and i'm walking alone and can't hear if someone is coming after me.. lol</i>) I love being in the car with the windows down, or sitting in-front of a fan full blast. I honestly have a face that I make when I am experiencing the above situations.. haha it has been named my "wind face" haha wonder why..? Imagine a face of pure peace/happiness.. this is my wind face!<br />I mention this, because while i love the feel of it, I also love the sound. Fans, vacuums, hairdryer, microwaves.. they all give me goosebumps... and the people that fixed my floor/heater issue left a fan on in my room to dry the carpet quicker.. and I am sitting in the living room fighting back the urge to go in here and sit in-front of it with my wind face and just fall asleep. (the sound puts me almost instantly to sleep :) )<br /><br />yep.. can't fight the urge anymore.. PEACE :)Laura- with an italian accenthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18021689022412685902noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6471303385741433392.post-28050504687535598452011-02-17T15:37:00.008-04:002011-02-17T18:24:22.414-04:00QUICK!!<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBoQiwDyHRCf9jJHxTNY70hzVf4pg7gCzDVE0SDQr_rsTap2oRQPN8x9GECT3EOUPxZ-dvBHCnvqNN6ckKR8dXQQZuxiw-bOCQLZYeqYt297rq8q2V5oVER6ODYMc-8oBJeqiSnjX-NYA5/s1600/Photo20112171837513.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "><b><span class="Apple-style-span" >IT IS SO NICE OUT!! I AM SO HAPPY!!</span></b></span></a></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" > I FEEL LIKE ENTHUSIASTICALLY YELLING EVERYTHING!!!</span></b><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhq-4xvTZK0HLlI04jTEzte-CqDlrYlYwrMP33EuegH_HrTdXt1i6jrjsEBVdei7fLFk6OMS7YeBv-1Lvo0L6a2ji43_6LRlm9Z5f7ED8FZ9PrJYGdvMu0Bp2TjQ48yhk3D7ANmyhudCdvc/s200/Photo20112171837513.jpg" style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574775987741956514" /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWUeus-4WIztd9POhyphenhyphenZYwL8m2WNDceDX06BzWvNREpoX9fLHg1ghltMqD69_ySQ339iatBrH6T37Xm-8HDv226sXasEabZV7X_xiXafy5GsrQD2Fce188ipuhPvePrNriIBkc0bwqC1xJK/s200/Photo20112171850427.jpg" style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574776585311206674" /><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpyVyCxvkFA3quRNMIMqrUxGOmzgGY9kGluBqPaksud8IpRBvTAskkEZCHIHyFXnz_BNEACbKHwEKhplp5IHY5Y9k9RYt5Fp8EMla90XdnIGTd3e15Ex2AKgSl3U9zl4U1t9AyjEd7wbuo/s200/Photo20112171842602.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574776403708842658" /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>this is me enjoying the sun in my yellow shirt (and enjoying how long my hair is getting :) )</i></div><br /><br /><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >I am a sun person. If there is no sun shining in the sky, there is no shining in Laura going on.. hence why most of my winter posts are not all that happy. haha<br /><br />So, I decided to blog real quick before the sun went away.<br />SO, with the sun being out, and me being a ridiculous amount of happy..<br />I am just amazed and so excited..about everything-<br /><br />1- I bought this flower/plant a few weeks ago.. it's totally cute.. but the leaves were getting droopy, and the flower part was completely bent over this morning!! so I was wondering how to make it stay up straight while it grows... and I was kinda sad about it.. then the sun comes out, and i'm looking at the flowers.. and I think- well I don't know what to do, but I should water it in the meantime. I watered it like an hour ago, and it's completely straight up now!! :O AMAZING!!! (on a normal winter depressing day I would be like "huh.. that's fun.." but i'm like freaking out right now about how cool it is! lol</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhI60sT6_yKG92Zep5Hw82d7HEMsuGC8b7KOvzOB8pyXoVY3ubKH0AN1cQbmnTN5zDE_ppRAhuCb1TtxzTK42mRozCEYM1qfVyVxz5j1flqSzlXkreLvY9pYs_4n-dHB9vGAb-l1RnU9lBC/s320/flower.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574773618641371042" /><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br />2- I ranted a few posts ago about music... well, <b>Nessun Dorma is</b> an <b>AMAZING</b> song!! listen to it really loudly.. I seriously don't understand you people that listen to music quietly.. yes, when you have to.. that's fine. but <b>TURN IT UP</b>!!! FEEL it!!! make it like you're THERE!!<br /><br />3- <b>Daddy says the northern lights will be out </b>tonight!!! YAYYY!!! <b>all I have to do is</b> stay up late, and <b>figure out where north is</b>! haha I love seeing the northern lights!! so cool!<br /><br />4- I went through some mission pictures and videos.. they are soooo random and GREAT!! <b>I miss my mission somethin fierce!</b><br /><br />well, this post has taken me forever.. the sun is almost down! I have to end it on a happy note!!<br /><br />I LOVE THE SUN!!</span></div>Laura- with an italian accenthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18021689022412685902noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6471303385741433392.post-54595792851912398092011-02-12T23:38:00.004-04:002011-02-12T23:58:59.507-04:00That's it!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_xJqXlYhlA0cG_1FjPCKp9F9k4AfHIJuSLENt5HKaNKuPXQvAnysrw4T_j0r-UVpjyM3JxVsIjSEMKWtpiHYv_6KZuBi3hiSfM3bXLCPNGeVRhaLEad1yhuQq922Ezokt6POw9CBN2pbb/s1600/me+sick.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_xJqXlYhlA0cG_1FjPCKp9F9k4AfHIJuSLENt5HKaNKuPXQvAnysrw4T_j0r-UVpjyM3JxVsIjSEMKWtpiHYv_6KZuBi3hiSfM3bXLCPNGeVRhaLEad1yhuQq922Ezokt6POw9CBN2pbb/s320/me+sick.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573017969669599154" /></a><br />So, I've been grossly sick for a few days now.. maybe that's why I was so thirsty?? boh! no clue.<br />This pic is a good representation of me since wednesday! no makeup, and still doesn't even look as bad as I feel!<br /><br />anyway, I've had a lot of time on my hands.. not that it was enjoyable AT ALL.. you know when you're super busy, and you just want a sick day... then you get one, and it's the WORST cause you're sick..? haha well, that wasn't really me this time.. I've been busy, but not grossly, and I haven't been craving a sick day.. BUT I got one... or three..<br /><br />So, I was using toilet paper to blow my nose (yuck.. i know) and then that started to hurt my nose.. like on the commercials.. it's CRAZY how much of a difference there can be between toilet paper, and kleenex- they must use a different kind of tree..? :\ anyway.. it's scary how accurate the commercials are! My nose felt like it was in a cloud when I used kleenex! (actually- it was Puffs!, with the vicks vapo stuff infused or whatever.. it was excellent!)<br /><br /><div>ON another note..<br /><br />I am going to be adding little tips or rules , or little.. tibits in each blog from now on..<br /><br />#1- FACEBOOK- if you are on chat, chatting with people.. and you have to go. TELL THEM.. don't just leave.. next time someone does that.. I'm going to just randomly hang up on them- mid-story the next time I talk to them on the phone. YEP - cause it's the same thing..<br />(there are exceptions... but very few)<br /><br /><br /></div>Laura- with an italian accenthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18021689022412685902noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6471303385741433392.post-19044229056751343782011-02-08T19:19:00.006-04:002011-02-08T20:26:03.568-04:00I AM SO THIRSTY!<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><span class="Apple-style-span" >... no deep meaning to that title.. i'm just really thirsty!!<br /><br />I suppose I could deepen it..?<br /><br />Well, on Sunday we had testimony meeting. , and there seemed to be a theme of scripture study.<br />I just wanna say "Amen" !<br /><br />Sometimes it's crazy that we know something will make us happy, and it will help us in life,and make things easier.. but we just don't do it!!? WHY?! It's nuts!!<br /><br />We in the YSA branch are challenged to read the Book of Mormon by April General Conference. That means 6 pages a day. (starting Feb 1st) I have a little bit of catching up.. cause I'm one of those people I mentioned above.<br /><br />In my defense, it's not just scriptures that I neglect sometimes.. I also skip eating.. lol takes too much time... (don't worry.. I don't skip eating often..)<br />Anyway- the point was not to confess all my sins and weaknesses.. haha the point is- <b><span class="Apple-style-span" >The scriptures are good, and make you happy</span></b>, so don't be silly, learn from them!! <b><span class="Apple-style-span" >Quench you're spiritual thirst</span></b> :)<br /><br /></span><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1b-xOvvPO86HmVk-a9CNqDV5lRhu6rTcTyntVWzmFykNbx_7ZbToqm8wmQIt_aIgP4MLJrYwlEmotLxg-Scc4RZ3VygA0q6E5HtMhDoEkNRa1WdwDJr1sY7VXJHYvCF3QkdFGVvJpCqom/s400/winter+at+smu.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571478411949513554" /><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >SNOW- holy moly! It's time to go away.. forever- please and thank-you!</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWqtWU74uHkILDnNVnmHampBsLOoPsm6as7LLyzkXAlL7HTiClnVrNekazrEUkqvdR7G90sBO-kL1tGZwZPnLEw98Q19C7OF-SDxdNeNp0mS-3hdZuaS-Zu_8AjXa4tuH6aBKVPtHpHifi/s400/winter+at+chadwick.jpg" style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571476888491935970" /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >check out this snow!! that's from a morning of snow, not the whole winter!</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWKIllTLs2eSH00E8-fGS9PIC9-CTV-LtBQKCK4oV4zhlIOcD4F2PnUOrsgDiw1UXHy3_HDRGVxi2vpT9ppbFXFdSwGccrI_WKBdOE52gfs3GWiNktFGrSpyFLwfF2tS3v0SiF3EfC2unR/s400/winter+at+chadwick+2.jpg" style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571477416740765026" /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >haha <i>the snow was wet and heavy</i>.. it would accumulate so fast, and then fall off the branches in big clumps! so yeah, <span class="Apple-style-span" ><b>the tress were throwing snowballs</b></span> at me!! Rude!</span></div>Laura- with an italian accenthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18021689022412685902noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6471303385741433392.post-57537210207719389382011-01-27T15:01:00.007-04:002011-01-27T16:46:04.528-04:00I've been alive for 24 years!<div style="text-align: center;">Happy Birthday to me :)</div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">I was gonna go home for the weekend.. but it is just so expensive taking the bus.. I might as well just buy a car.. anyway.. I have some pretty great roomies.,,</div></div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Amberle made these pizzas that were healthy and veryyy yummy!! one had peppers on it, and the other asparagus.. YUM</div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7MuyEitqyQCS_6pmWt6mtGdV_YhuCHDplmju3FFw19H85uFUUptj4zp8Y7cLjVm8orzIZfJKm7bpfBGYqNAzrFUBivdn3a56oKiQiqOAOHW8JR41MqjxaizyDYunltlKJBC0uSn3TIvCM/s320/pizza.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566950186087100450" /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">sorry, i don't have a real camera.. so my pics are all from my phone (not good quality)</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Amber made a crazzy awesome cake!! Both of them worked so hard on my Birthday dinner!</div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2JJnFICWA6svCijGeKoobBtLRdFbfHVmo54xASgcwVJ2SmnHRjQJoZCjVDWV5V6xZKHDu7TBT78Qii5bhpy8F7aCv6mme1pkG6dKqIFyyid0R97D0GAfWw97LYzgy7MFu7EYeM__yBQdi/s320/cake2.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566950178651452178" /><div style="text-align: center;">finished product.. so pretty eh??</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrvo-c0bN-VWBaHyQcFPe23Rpa85s_NWeZWYE_1ijnnrE_TCQxLFSu-2urXa0UaFnYqi0DnRj3omsOpMH_U2CMVL1DERPsh3sTLfIScBnqTLf098A0qjGjxcCX7YeN1M8eOlmDq7syPDP2/s320/birthday+candles.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566950184153331762" /><br /></div><div><div><div style="text-align: center;">Candles! I blew them all out in one breath.. so I was all excited, cause that means your wish will come true... but then I was informed that the ones that remain lit represent the number of boyfriends you have/will have.. haha sooo what if your wi</div><div style="text-align: center;">sh was for a boyfriend?? haha juuuuust kidding... :\</div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1ctLl4uGWuNKy9jcXcj78E69CgIB3t-rP7I4p5UhknM3E6Rb3IFGCmvaXGSyrRCqLEa71dT0SL9wz6b3YD61nO_fn1szgqzqEuKOIY1zRZRTT_CFrqJ9VYfivHKpdY_99rzmJFW-aPLWY/s320/cake.jpg" style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566950185668196674" /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1ctLl4uGWuNKy9jcXcj78E69CgIB3t-rP7I4p5UhknM3E6Rb3IFGCmvaXGSyrRCqLEa71dT0SL9wz6b3YD61nO_fn1szgqzqEuKOIY1zRZRTT_CFrqJ9VYfivHKpdY_99rzmJFW-aPLWY/s1600/cake.jpg"></a></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div><div style="text-align: center;">yum look at those 4 layers.. sooo goooood. that is how much the 3 of us ate.. so we called/texted up some people.. Nathaniel won. lol I texted him and then before he even texted back to say ok.. he was buzzing my apartment </div><div style="text-align: center;">haha. too funny!!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />I also dyed my hair .. every so often, I need to do some</div><div style="text-align: center;">thing to my hair.. it's "golden brown" but it's never the color it says it is at the beginning.. it's basically black!!<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">BEFORE</div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh81pr-qvqwm8Gr8trjiduQuiXkZQ8-5kcwVaxxQD0AM13cBR3NGUqKu0DqXC5DfdodmprM1JM5rn00GGSISzLxZhW1r_97J-ndSBRNehLuHm_EIIa9P-Hom-X6jbJNvgRw_qTgeKrVaA5N/s320/new+years+me.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566960396603240242" /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div></div><div style="text-align: center;">AFTER</div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaooWBiSRdtAjb_8BGbOV-i15nuq0j2WGJYJ13oYcYQLrIVpipTOjq7e9vCYjuc-_qEnMbPOIgeYC4dtb2nduFo_2raMlW47wOONxEVqTLPy-1vXY3tjZ_U3MCnbcqbMfOixkX0piTG4qd/s320/dyed+hair+bangs.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566958012964594754" /><div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">it's kindof a dark picture anyway..</div></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Welp... Thanks everyone for the birthday wishes!! :) It has been a great day so far! I'm just at Ashley's now hanging out with her and little baby Sophie!! oo speaking of sophie, i have a funny pic of her too haha</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigEy-zSh7pVsg16Uf6o8OGCFvRc3wPZTSy1zyGGWFWBJtejfLSVRxvQO5UgzllLUP9T4_05NI7XBWHjuZQ7ur3nhJijMaebhDMsJulWrPWbqWZEM-amXRUBtfe2ASfc7GH8jJE2brmRk6m/s320/sophie+crazy+hair.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566960399100789394" /><div style="text-align: center;">she's got some crazy hair lol</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">and crazy faces.. i LOOOVE HERR</div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAMUxtrqxIJGonYj2YZ_O0fzezu_uAjRxC3g7vt30CO4wfeztMUaeZGus7w9VXyvnh-cOhcYOwmV-oDVnmH2j2cD5RtVRzi2sb3e1tiMVLoqFKICFsukpN7FiegMeDZ0fEhq0UuYYK8CJr/s320/la+and+soph.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 294px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566965106561862866" />Laura- with an italian accenthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18021689022412685902noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6471303385741433392.post-54427536592899259232011-01-25T14:07:00.004-04:002011-01-25T14:27:14.257-04:00Happy January 25th!<b><span class="Apple-style-span" >Music</span></b> really <span class="Apple-style-span" ><b>makes me happy.</b></span><br /><br />Rough weekend.. now i'm waiting for my Dentist appointment.. listening to music.<br /><b><i>A world without music would not be a world I could survive in!</i></b><br /><br />Another thing <span class="Apple-style-span" ><b>I love</b></span> is, <b><span class="Apple-style-span" >to laugh</span></b>!<br /><br />I like bright, <b><span class="Apple-style-span" >happy colors</span></b>! (that's why i'm wearing dark jeans and a black shirt today..?) haha<br /><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" ><b>Love # 3</b></span> (but not in importance) = <span class="Apple-style-span" ><b>CHURCH!!</b></span> I don't normally plan to not pay attention in church, but Saturday night was sad.. and I needed to write in my journal, so I brought it along.. I didn't write in it though, because the talks and lessons were amazing! Not only did I feel they were talking to me.. but pretty sure they even LOOKED at me more than anyone else.. haha I very well could be crazy.. but I'm not so sure.<br /><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" ><b>Love# 4</b></span> -<b><span class="Apple-style-span" >People! I love people!</span></b> contrary to what some people I know may think.. I really love the people around me. Sure, sometimes they are frustrating, (especially when they're TRYING to be) but I try to see the good in everyone, and i'm almost always successful in that.<br />We are all Heavenly Father's children.. <i><span class="Apple-style-span" ><b>how can I not love my brothers and sisters</b></span></i>, if He does??<br /><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" ><b>Love #5-</b></span> <span class="Apple-style-span" >Family and real friends :)</span> <i><span class="Apple-style-span" >I love love love love them<br /></span></i><br />dentist time.. :P I'll have to stop my love list for now.. bye bye :)Laura- with an italian accenthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18021689022412685902noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6471303385741433392.post-82935693518496667422010-12-25T22:23:00.006-04:002010-12-26T00:03:40.175-04:00Look at me Blog!Well,<br /><br />Look at me go! I said I probably wouldn't blog before New Years even!! I am on top of things!<br />So, the reason for my post today..<br /><br />A fantastic friend, who I like to call the RM Date Dr., called me today, it was an awesome Christmas present :)<br />So, RM Date Dr. told me a story, that made me laugh pretty hard... and I'm still laughing..<br />I need to share this with you all! He has the best stories..<div><div>it's called</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4a7wluzhMNA2ulg0EwLBiaHvtn3PZu7M3WnqDwEGOYwNkWd_18hHuF34eUm9TFQF32_CZuRByS9wz_H99QaXjLcImFYs18vlzweb_XdgFeYN9NUccGUvUJuOT5II4sTWYfJv27ZqcChfu/s200/dave+hoover.jpg" style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554832511097887762" /></div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"> You Suck</div><div><br /><br /></div><div><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); ">"First date. Christmas time. Old high school friend. </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "><span class="Apple-style-span">The night started off as planned</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); ">. My date a</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); ">nd I decorated gingerbread houses with one of my buddies and his date. We turned it into a competition, which we won, but that my friend is irrelevant. <b>Signs of interest began to surface</b> with a <i>flirtatious punch</i> on the arm here, or a <i>half hug for the picture</i> there, or the old fashion <i>eye contact</i>. By ten o’clock I had not only realized that we had made the best gingerbread house, but also that I may be getting a little treat myself by the end of the night. We began to watch a movie on the trampoline and the classic/awkward middle school holding hands thing happened... You all know what I am talking about</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); ">, <i>The you-put-your-hand-down-by-your-side-and-if-the-girl-puts-her-hand-by-her-side-too-you're-good-to-go.</i> Sure enough </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "><span class="Apple-style-span"><b>I tossed out the line and she bit...</b></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "> Time to reel her in!</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span">Nothing wrong with a little friendly cuddling on a first date right? I mean after all its December and cold outside. Well </span><b style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; ">my buddy and his date took off and me and the lady friend were left alone.</b><span class="Apple-style-span"> We continued to cuddle and the </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "><span class="Apple-style-span"><b>epic moment</b> </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "><span class="Apple-style-span">came. </span><b><span class="Apple-style-span">It was time for our first kiss.</span></b><span class="Apple-style-span"> The first kiss in the dating world is <i><b>huge</b></i>. You can learn so much about a person by this small gesture. Its been said that the first kiss does tell it all for a woman. I mean we have all seen the movie Hitch don’t act like you don’t know what I am talking about. I think that the first kiss is huge for guys too. <i>After building up the courage I decided to go for it</i>. <b>The first kiss was great!</b> Then it went downhill... I have heard a synonym for <i>making out</i> called <i>suck face</i>. Sadly enough <b>that is what she began to do! </b>Suck my face, my tongue, my lips <i>and</i> my teeth. Not nice and pleasant, but more </span><span class="Apple-style-span"><b><i>like a Hoover vacuum</i></b></span><span class="Apple-style-span">. </span><b style="font-size: small; ">The Hoover Wind Tunnel 500 to be exact</b><span class="Apple-style-span"> (</span><i style="font-size: small; ">don’t ask questions.-</i><span class="Apple-style-span"> </span><i style="font-size: small; ">Lets just say in middle school you get dared to do some pretty interesting things.)</i><span class="Apple-style-span"> </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "><span class="Apple-style-span"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3YI67wraL_ALuYg5SxR4v2Z3dmJHqppv0UoudQuOt_osh7D_L0_8QxZYxG-4Cmy_K7mLaYLtdC_i_8Z2DLOtUVPGqZ-BUAAQVTDK7JtimIw16BcxspeHKErX2SlAPnm5bXpJJ351GbOAG/s200/hoover" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 160px; height: 160px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554833211897852242" /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "><span class="Apple-style-span">It was very intense! She is going to dental hygiene school so the thought that </span><b><span class="Apple-style-span">maybe she was just trying to clean my mouth</span></b><span class="Apple-style-span"> crossed my mind, but wouldn’t that be <b>malpractice?</b> A fun </span><span class="Apple-style-span"><i>side note:</i></span><span class="Apple-style-span"> because of the intense sucking going on, a weird fart sounding noise would happen, which I without fail always giggled at. </span><br /><b style="font-size: small; ">So what is a guy to do in this situation?</b> <i><span class="Apple-style-span">Ask her</span></i> <i style="font-size: small; ">what the freak she is doing?</i> <i style="font-size: small; ">Stop immediately?</i> <i style="font-size: small; ">Try to Hoover Wind Tunnel 500 her back?<br /></i> <b style="font-size: small; ">Luckily</b><span class="Apple-style-span"> it was late and we called it a night. Also </span><b style="font-size: small; ">a plus</b><span class="Apple-style-span"> is that </span><b style="font-size: small; ">I didn’t get a bruised fat lip</b><span class="Apple-style-span"> that would be hard to explain to the friends and family the next day. Another answer to my prayer is that she is going to school in Utah and leaves within a week to go back. However, as I went to bed that night I laid awake thinking of </span><i style="font-size: small; ">things that I would have rather done</i><span class="Apple-style-span"> then get some from this household cleaning appliance lady (</span><i style="font-size: small; ">she really could probably be a sales rep for Hoover Vacuums</i><span class="Apple-style-span">). This is the list of </span><b><span class="Apple-style-span">ten things I would have rather done then kiss this girl on the first date sucky situation <i>(pun intended)</i></span></b><span class="Apple-style-span">. I hope you enjoy!</span><br /><br /><br /><span class="Apple-style-span">1. I would rather <b>dive</b> into the <b>shallow</b> end of the pool.</span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span">2. I would rather <b>get eaten alive</b> by a Parana.</span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span">3. I would rather stick a <b>fork in an outlet</b>.</span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span">4. I would rather <b>eat a light bulb</b>.</span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span">5. I would rather get <b>sprayed in the eye</b> with PAM.</span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span">6. I would rather get <b>hit in the head by a baseball bat</b>....<b><i>10 times!</i></b></span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span">7. I would rather have a <b>baby pee</b> on my face.</span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span">8. I would rather give a <b>talk in General Conference</b>.</span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span">9. I would rather get <b>both</b> of my <b>legs amputated</b>.</span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span">10. I would rather<b> eat a truck drivers scab.</b></span></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "><span class="Apple-style-span"><b><br /></b></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "><span class="Apple-style-span"><b><br /></b></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">haha ok that was the story.. and i'm pretty sure if I added anything else to it, I'd ruin the hilarity! Poor RM Date Dr. haha</span></div></div></div>Laura- with an italian accenthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18021689022412685902noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6471303385741433392.post-90986533852658933942010-12-18T20:22:00.003-04:002010-12-18T20:57:03.058-04:00Merry Christmas!<b><span class="Apple-style-span" >Yay for Christmas time.<br /><br />Christmas is making me think about my mission (surprise surprise... everything makes me think about my mission haha)</span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" >It was so much easier to talk to people at Christmas time. Reminding people about why we celebrate Christmas was so fun, and having people want to hear it, was even better!<br />We should celebrate Christmas all year long! It's so happy, and pretty :)</span><br /><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" >I love my family!! I'm excited for us to be together. I wish even extended family and friends could be here too. That would be so great!</span></b><br /><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" >Well, I looked at</span> <a href="http://www.peopleofwalmart.com">people of walmart</a> <span class="Apple-style-span" >yesterday.. (not for the first time) Its too funny. Then today, <span class="Apple-style-span" ><i><b>I decided to go to wal-mar</b>t</i></span> (new glasgow isn't such a happenin' place.. so it <b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" >is</span></i></b> the cool thing to do I promise haha) but <b><i>I was NOT looking good</i></b>. I had just been playing basketball, and was wearing grey-ish-blue capri-ish sport type pants (haha do you have it pictured in your mind?), navy blue t-shirt with a pink SLC, Utah sweater, and brown boots haha. (oh- and no make-up, and gross hair) <b><span class="Apple-style-span" ><i>I was a person of wal-mart!</i></span></b> haha<br /><b>Why did I do it?</b> Cause I just didn't care. lol I had no one to impress there.. so that makes me think.. the actual ppl of wal-mart.. prob don't care either..</span> <b><a href="http://www.peopleofwalmart.com/?s=shark+fox">guy in the fox suit.</a>. </b><span class="Apple-style-span" >just didn't feel like changin into some regular clothes.. haha <b>I HEAR ya buddy!</b> haha</span><div><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" >welp, I've ranted long enough..<br /></span><br />Lates!!<br /><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" >oh! I'm deff wishing you all a Merry Christmas, and perhaps even a Happy New Year now.. since I'm majorly horrible at blogging on a regular basis. :) (and spell check has just made me aware that "majorly" isn't a word!! what the?!?!<br />I could write a book full of words that I honestly thought were correct haha.. maybe I'll call it... the Dictionarie. ;)</span><br /></div>Laura- with an italian accenthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18021689022412685902noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6471303385741433392.post-11215435884952905012010-11-28T23:03:00.003-04:002010-11-28T23:53:28.692-04:00I wonder?<span class="Apple-style-span" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Sometimes I wonder</span> <span class="Apple-style-span" ><i>"<b>Why does Heavenly Father bless me so much when I really don't deserve it?"</b></i></span><br /><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" ><b>Today</b></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" > </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" >wasn't a </span></span><i style="font-size: small; "><span class="Apple-style-span" >horrible</span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" > day, but it </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" ><b>wasn't the best day of my life</b></span></i></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "> either.</span> <b><span class="Apple-style-span" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">I was late for church</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">,</span></span></b> <span class="Apple-style-span" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">and </span><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">missed sacrament</span></b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">, which was disappointing, then </span><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">had a friend try to make me feel bad</span></b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"> for it even though </span><i style="font-size: small; ">it wasn't my fault.</i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">. Then I have another friend that </span><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">TRIES constantly to frustrate me</span></b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">.. and he succeeds all too often! It isn't very kind of him to do that, but </span><b style="font-size: small; "><i>I can't make someone kind if they don't want to be.</i></b></span><br /><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Obviously </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><b><i>I'm grateful that I have the best parents in the world,</i></b></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"> that taught us so well in many things, but specific to this blog, how to </span><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">treat others</span></b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">, and how to be </span><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">polite</span></b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">, and </span><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">considerate</span></b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"> of others. Like I said, I'm grateful for that, and </span><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">It makes me happy to treat others well</span></i></b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">, but I think this knowledge also makes me more frustrated inside at people who don't know how to treat others. I just can't imagine finding any type of satisfaction in making someone sad, or insecure, or upset at all. </span></span><br /><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">So, </span><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">I</span></b><b style="font-size: small; "> </b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">a little bit </span><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">lost my patience</span></b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"> with someone </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><b>today</b></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">, and I feel bad.. but he doesn't.. *<i><b>sigh</b></i>*<br /></span></span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Anyway.. later, </span><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">I talked to a GREAT friend </span></b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">on Facebook, and </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><b>He always makes everything better</b></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">, and </span><i style="font-size: small; ">he did an especially good job this time :)</i> <b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">He</span></b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"> just </span><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">makes me smile inside and out!</span></b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"> </span></span><br /><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">THEN as if that wasn't enough, </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">I talked to <b>another</b> friend</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">, briefly and </span><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">he made me feel good</span></b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"> too. I didn't even say anything about a hard day.. </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><b>he's just that good!!</b></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "><i><b>They obviously also have some pretty great parents that taught them to be kind, and to have Christlike love for everyone..</b></i></span></span><i><b><br /></b></i><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><b><i>I'm glad Heavenly Father reminded me that He loves me,</i></b></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"> and that he put some pretty awesome people in my life. I'm definitely giving props to </span><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Chris</span></b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"> and </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><b>Dave</b></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">. They deserve the credit for SURE!!! Thanks for being so awesome!!</span></span></span>Laura- with an italian accenthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18021689022412685902noreply@blogger.com1