<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-631040251925149379</id><updated>2011-08-28T16:08:21.136-07:00</updated><category term='waiting'/><category term='children'/><category term='music therapy'/><category term='knitting'/><category term='daily life'/><category term='resolutions'/><category term='wordy wednesday'/><category term='movies'/><category term='giveaway'/><category term='thoughts'/><category term='family'/><category term='about me'/><category term='poetry'/><category term='missionary'/><category term='christmas'/><category term='music'/><category term='christ'/><category term='piano'/><category term='on my bookshelf'/><category term='duggar family'/><category term='darning'/><category term='cleaning'/><title type='text'>every day...</title><subtitle type='html'>is an opportunity to make a new happy ending</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexshappyendings.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/631040251925149379/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexshappyendings.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Alex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13088386839470770575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xpwSai_B2jw/TUhK9qxNLtI/AAAAAAAAAWc/OqOQ52U-LZM/s220/profile%2Bpicture.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>50</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-631040251925149379.post-178833393943521532</id><published>2010-07-30T17:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-30T17:45:17.195-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='giveaway'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>over at my &lt;a href="http://myblessedlife.net/"&gt;blessed life&lt;/a&gt; they are having a giveaway for a $35 gift card to &lt;a href="http://mariemadelinestudio.net/"&gt;marie-madeline studio&lt;/a&gt;... my new favorite website!!!  check it out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/631040251925149379-178833393943521532?l=alexshappyendings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexshappyendings.blogspot.com/feeds/178833393943521532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alexshappyendings.blogspot.com/2010/07/over-at-my-blessed-life-they-are-having.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/631040251925149379/posts/default/178833393943521532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/631040251925149379/posts/default/178833393943521532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexshappyendings.blogspot.com/2010/07/over-at-my-blessed-life-they-are-having.html' title=''/><author><name>Alex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13088386839470770575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xpwSai_B2jw/TUhK9qxNLtI/AAAAAAAAAWc/OqOQ52U-LZM/s220/profile%2Bpicture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-631040251925149379.post-4347367617316236304</id><published>2010-07-17T15:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-17T15:04:13.802-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='giveaway'/><title type='text'>giveaway!</title><content type='html'>awhile ago i found this great website with pre-made dresses, patterns  and material...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mariemadelinestudio.net/"&gt;marie-madeline studio&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this week they are giving away a fat bundle!  enough to make a quilt  top!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hop on over there and check it out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/631040251925149379-4347367617316236304?l=alexshappyendings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexshappyendings.blogspot.com/feeds/4347367617316236304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alexshappyendings.blogspot.com/2010/07/giveaway.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/631040251925149379/posts/default/4347367617316236304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/631040251925149379/posts/default/4347367617316236304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexshappyendings.blogspot.com/2010/07/giveaway.html' title='giveaway!'/><author><name>Alex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13088386839470770575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xpwSai_B2jw/TUhK9qxNLtI/AAAAAAAAAWc/OqOQ52U-LZM/s220/profile%2Bpicture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-631040251925149379.post-126309330548595769</id><published>2009-06-24T07:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T07:25:16.271-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='missionary'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;this blog is going to be taking a LONG break...&lt;br /&gt;to follow my mission adventures go to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://indianaadventure.blogspot.com/"&gt;INDIANA ADVENTURE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/631040251925149379-126309330548595769?l=alexshappyendings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexshappyendings.blogspot.com/feeds/126309330548595769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alexshappyendings.blogspot.com/2009/06/this-blog-is-going-to-be-taking-long.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/631040251925149379/posts/default/126309330548595769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/631040251925149379/posts/default/126309330548595769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexshappyendings.blogspot.com/2009/06/this-blog-is-going-to-be-taking-long.html' title=''/><author><name>Alex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13088386839470770575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xpwSai_B2jw/TUhK9qxNLtI/AAAAAAAAAWc/OqOQ52U-LZM/s220/profile%2Bpicture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-631040251925149379.post-4009814435581790870</id><published>2009-06-11T08:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T08:51:29.365-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='giveaway'/><title type='text'>passionate homemaking giveaway!</title><content type='html'>Over at Passionate Homemaking (one of my favorite natural living blogs) Lindsay is having a giveaway for SOAP NUTS!  We're really into alternative anything and I have always wanted to try these out!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hop on over to &lt;a href="http://www.passionatehomemaking.com/"&gt;passionatehomemaking.com&lt;/a&gt; to enter her contest and read about this amazing alternative to laundry soap!! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/631040251925149379-4009814435581790870?l=alexshappyendings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexshappyendings.blogspot.com/feeds/4009814435581790870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alexshappyendings.blogspot.com/2009/06/passionate-homemaking-giveaway.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/631040251925149379/posts/default/4009814435581790870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/631040251925149379/posts/default/4009814435581790870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexshappyendings.blogspot.com/2009/06/passionate-homemaking-giveaway.html' title='passionate homemaking giveaway!'/><author><name>Alex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13088386839470770575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xpwSai_B2jw/TUhK9qxNLtI/AAAAAAAAAWc/OqOQ52U-LZM/s220/profile%2Bpicture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-631040251925149379.post-4336366515072619758</id><published>2009-06-04T11:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T12:02:12.206-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily life'/><title type='text'>our prayers are answered!!!!! :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xpwSai_B2jw/SigYaAVRcLI/AAAAAAAAAK0/CRMBc_OYnEU/s1600-h/OSHAM-00003622-001-FB%7EBilly-Goat-Posters.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xpwSai_B2jw/SigYaAVRcLI/AAAAAAAAAK0/CRMBc_OYnEU/s320/OSHAM-00003622-001-FB%7EBilly-Goat-Posters.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343547792919982258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Well, I pr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;obably had a couple of people (if anyone reads this blog) wondering what in the world had happened t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;o us with the previous post of "please pray for us!".  Yesterday we finally got our answer and all is well!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;When our first goat had her c-section, we had her blood drawn to test and see if she had CAE (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:ARIAL;font-size:100%;"  &gt;CAPRINE ARTHRITIS ENCEPHALITIS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt; - a goat disease they can die from).  We took the other goats in later to have them tested as well, and a couple of days later we got a call from the vet...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;He didn't tell us if they had CAE, but he told us that all of their results had come back positive for BRUCELLOSIS, and a USDA person was coming to our house to give them all another test. Our state is free from this disease (commonly referred to as BANG'S disease) and we certainly didn't want to be the ones that brought it here.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;What happens with Bang's disease is that you have to &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;slaughter your entire herd of animals&lt;/span&gt;, and the really horrible thing is that it can be &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;transmitted to humans&lt;/span&gt; and it is&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; an incurable disease&lt;/span&gt;!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;  We have a lot of money put into our 11 goats, and we are certainly attached to them, we were all heartbroken when we heard the news, and started praying super hard!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I really didn't want to end up killing them, and I REALLY didn't want to end up with a incurable disease right before I left on my mission...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;  like I said before... I don't that I've ever prayed harder in my life!!  Well, we just got our &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;test results back yesterday, and they were all &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;negative&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;!!!!!  I learned a very valuable lesson through this: when we doubt, faith leaves... but when we push doubt out and allow faith to rule our actions... &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MIRACLES CAN HAPPEN!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/631040251925149379-4336366515072619758?l=alexshappyendings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexshappyendings.blogspot.com/feeds/4336366515072619758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alexshappyendings.blogspot.com/2009/06/our-prayers-are-answered.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/631040251925149379/posts/default/4336366515072619758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/631040251925149379/posts/default/4336366515072619758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexshappyendings.blogspot.com/2009/06/our-prayers-are-answered.html' title='our prayers are answered!!!!! :)'/><author><name>Alex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13088386839470770575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xpwSai_B2jw/TUhK9qxNLtI/AAAAAAAAAWc/OqOQ52U-LZM/s220/profile%2Bpicture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xpwSai_B2jw/SigYaAVRcLI/AAAAAAAAAK0/CRMBc_OYnEU/s72-c/OSHAM-00003622-001-FB%7EBilly-Goat-Posters.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-631040251925149379.post-7892050342024407520</id><published>2009-06-01T12:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T13:00:09.772-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily life'/><title type='text'>the life of an (absent minded) chef</title><content type='html'>today I experimented making cheddar cheese muffins.  The recipe sounded divine with ingredients of yogurt, cheese, honey, whole grains... yum... I just had to make them.  &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I thought they t&lt;/span&gt;urned out pretty good, a little on the blah side, but of course... no recipe is really ever complete.  The next batch is going to have more yogurt, a little less honey, more cheese, some fresh chives and a dash or our favorite seasoning SPIKE.  I'm excited to try it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;That's the good side in the life of a chef&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but the other is sad indeed. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xpwSai_B2jw/SiQypEHnkjI/AAAAAAAAAKs/byoT_9CdbIY/s1600-h/AB10717%7ETime-Out-Posters.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xpwSai_B2jw/SiQypEHnkjI/AAAAAAAAAKs/byoT_9CdbIY/s320/AB10717%7ETime-Out-Posters.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342450739029971506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I had typed up this recipe for my cookbook that is going to be printed soon (i'm praying!), and I was doing a test run and ended up with muffin dough the consistency of cookies... not usual at all!!  So I got the original recipe and found out that I had added an extra cup of flour and missed an entire teaspoon of baking powder, and to make a long story short I ended up making a double batch.  The first batch turned out nice and golden brown.  BUT... this absent minded chef turned off the stove and put the second batch in.  15 minutes later I was thinking they looked a little doughy and realized much to my chagrin that I had turned the oven off!  I turned it back on and set the timer for 10 minutes only to come in and realize that I had totally and completely burned them!!  SO... they went to the garbage disposal (aka CHICKENS - who LOVED them).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the saddest part is yet to come... the first person to try them was my youngest sister who informed me that they were GROSS.  my dad said that they were really blah (with a disgusted face) and another sister (who shall remain nameless) said the following "the apple muffins you made weren't that good, and these are worse".... ohhh, pierced to the soul!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/631040251925149379-7892050342024407520?l=alexshappyendings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexshappyendings.blogspot.com/feeds/7892050342024407520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alexshappyendings.blogspot.com/2009/06/life-of-absent-minded-chef.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/631040251925149379/posts/default/7892050342024407520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/631040251925149379/posts/default/7892050342024407520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexshappyendings.blogspot.com/2009/06/life-of-absent-minded-chef.html' title='the life of an (absent minded) chef'/><author><name>Alex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13088386839470770575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xpwSai_B2jw/TUhK9qxNLtI/AAAAAAAAAWc/OqOQ52U-LZM/s220/profile%2Bpicture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xpwSai_B2jw/SiQypEHnkjI/AAAAAAAAAKs/byoT_9CdbIY/s72-c/AB10717%7ETime-Out-Posters.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-631040251925149379.post-1335485527242452881</id><published>2009-05-27T06:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T06:40:10.211-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily life'/><title type='text'>we've got 7-10 days...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;...to pray for a miracle! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I can't give you particulars now, but I certainly will once it's all over.   The past couple of days I've prayed harder than I think I ever have in the past. And I'm learning so much about what a faulty person I am! Just when I think my faith is super strong, it gets tested... and I learn how weak it is, and how much room I have for improvement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, please, if you could... please pray a few prayers in our behalf and pray for a miracle!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/631040251925149379-1335485527242452881?l=alexshappyendings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexshappyendings.blogspot.com/feeds/1335485527242452881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alexshappyendings.blogspot.com/2009/05/weve-got-7-10-days.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/631040251925149379/posts/default/1335485527242452881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/631040251925149379/posts/default/1335485527242452881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexshappyendings.blogspot.com/2009/05/weve-got-7-10-days.html' title='we&apos;ve got 7-10 days...'/><author><name>Alex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13088386839470770575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xpwSai_B2jw/TUhK9qxNLtI/AAAAAAAAAWc/OqOQ52U-LZM/s220/profile%2Bpicture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-631040251925149379.post-6230255366322975723</id><published>2009-05-18T19:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T20:23:57.647-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily life'/><title type='text'>i've been poisoned</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xpwSai_B2jw/ShIjk_QtmaI/AAAAAAAAAKk/iIHxFPmEvPQ/s1600-h/chocolate-chip-cookie-and-milk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xpwSai_B2jw/ShIjk_QtmaI/AAAAAAAAAKk/iIHxFPmEvPQ/s320/chocolate-chip-cookie-and-milk.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337367626751252898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;where it all started&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;(be sure to read to the end, that's when it gets&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; interesting&lt;/span&gt;!  ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Whew, what a weekend!  One of our goats, Padme, went into labor on Friday, but after 24 hours of it, we decided that something wasn't right, and we took her to the vet.  After 2-3 intense hours of &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;pulling and pushing&lt;/span&gt; and 1 &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;c-section&lt;/span&gt; later... we ended up with 2 adorable babies who we've named Luke and Leia.  The reason that Padme was having such a hard time is because there was an extremely deformed baby that was stuck in the birth canal, and there was no way that he could have gotten out since he was the size of a medium dog (no wonder Padme was so huge!).  He was born dead, and had one eye, a cleft palate, bumps all over his body and no hair on his belly... and... well, I'll spare you the gruesome details.  :)  Watching the birth was amazing and reminded of my lifelong passion to become a midwife... birth is the most awesome thing ever!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, now on to the explanation of &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;how I got poisoned&lt;/span&gt;... it really does tie into the above story, I promise you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since Padme had a C-section, we have to bottle feed the babies which has been SO much fun, yet tiring... they choose the most inconvenient times to eat (like 1 in the morning!).  SO anyway, Padme's milk &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;isn't fit for human consumption&lt;/span&gt;, but we have to feed the babies it and they are perfectly fine to eat it.  WELL... someone forgot to label the bottle of Padme's milk in the crazy morning we had with everyone going 3 different directions... AND well, that when this story get's interesting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was eating some cookies today, and the only way to eat newman-o's (organic oreos) is &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;dipped in milk&lt;/span&gt; of course!  So I searched all over the fridge and found a partially filled bottle of milk in the back.  I thoroughly enjoyed my cookies and when my younger sister asked where the cow's milk was, I assured her that it was on the top shelf, right where I had left it.  About an hour later another sister came in and asked who had used the goat's milk (contaminated, might I remind you).   I ran into tell my sister (who was sleeping) that we had better reserve our plots at our local cemetery... &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;because we'd been poisoned&lt;/span&gt;!!!  My mom hurried and called the vet to see if we were near to death.  She was sitting there on the couch, and Mac. and I (partners in crime) were sitting awaiting our fate.  She sat there and said&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; "oh dear"&lt;/span&gt; and then went into another room to speak in private.  Come to find out, the milk was full of tranquilizers from Padme's C-section.  Since I lived to tell this tale, you can tell that my drink wasn't fatal... BUT the funny thing is that the&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; tranquilizers still had effect&lt;/span&gt;, and my right arm, cheek and tongue went to sleep and I felt like I had just been to the dentist for a root canal (not that I've ever had one though).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It certainly made for a day full of laughs... I'm pretty sure that my family will never let me live this down.  Hope that this story made you smile, and maybe even laugh out loud... it still makes me giggle!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/631040251925149379-6230255366322975723?l=alexshappyendings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexshappyendings.blogspot.com/feeds/6230255366322975723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alexshappyendings.blogspot.com/2009/05/ive-been-poisoned.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/631040251925149379/posts/default/6230255366322975723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/631040251925149379/posts/default/6230255366322975723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexshappyendings.blogspot.com/2009/05/ive-been-poisoned.html' title='i&apos;ve been poisoned'/><author><name>Alex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13088386839470770575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xpwSai_B2jw/TUhK9qxNLtI/AAAAAAAAAWc/OqOQ52U-LZM/s220/profile%2Bpicture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xpwSai_B2jw/ShIjk_QtmaI/AAAAAAAAAKk/iIHxFPmEvPQ/s72-c/chocolate-chip-cookie-and-milk.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-631040251925149379.post-1037255132841139127</id><published>2009-05-12T11:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T11:54:06.779-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily life'/><title type='text'>i have a bad case of...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;...SPEAKING DYSLEXIA!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;You know when you get your words mixed up and they come out all wrong?  Well, that happens to me all the time!  Yesterday I was talking to my mom on the phone and I was trying to say that I would get it all done in one fell swoop, but it came out backwards as &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"ONE SWELL FOOP!&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;"  Then today I was looking at my sister's books and she was telling me about her Shakespeare book, and I said that I had a complete works of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;"&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SPAKESPEARE&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/span&gt; book!  The funniest one yet is one time I was trying to tell the above mentioned sister something about tall, dark and handsome people (I REALLY don't remember what in the world we were talking about!), and tall, dark, and handsome came out as &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"CHARK DAHL"&lt;/span&gt;.  It's rather frustrating to have the aforementioned disease, but at least it makes us laugh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW, did you know that people who have dyslexia (and have sort of overcome it) are really  fast readers?  I have a slight case of it and can read books really fast... BUT, my brother (who had a little more severe case) is the fastest reader in the world!  He swallows books whole!  Alas, the only downfall is that when you're reading out loud (or trying to speak sensibly) it comes out all screwy and backwards!!  Have a terrific Tuesday!!!  :)       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/631040251925149379-1037255132841139127?l=alexshappyendings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexshappyendings.blogspot.com/feeds/1037255132841139127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alexshappyendings.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-have-bad-case-of.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/631040251925149379/posts/default/1037255132841139127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/631040251925149379/posts/default/1037255132841139127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexshappyendings.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-have-bad-case-of.html' title='i have a bad case of...'/><author><name>Alex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13088386839470770575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xpwSai_B2jw/TUhK9qxNLtI/AAAAAAAAAWc/OqOQ52U-LZM/s220/profile%2Bpicture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-631040251925149379.post-806372739536974600</id><published>2009-04-16T13:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T13:44:06.497-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily life'/><title type='text'>one of those days ;(</title><content type='html'>today was just one of those days... i was late for class (my least favorite class), and you can't afford to miss one minute of it, because you get so far behind. THEN, just before class ended, we got our tests back from last week.  I about fell over!!  I FAILED!!?!?  How is that possible?  I've NEVER even really come close to failing before!  I went into my practice room, and cried for a second, but then I decided that there is no use in bawling over a failed test.  I still have 1 more week of classes, and then a final that I need to pass!  I need to get practicing my aural skills so I don't fail that class!!  After that brief moment of sadness, I opened my scriptures which I happened to have with me, and found the following quote.  It really blessed me, and I hope that it blesses you too!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;" The wounds in his hands, feet and side are signs that in mortality painful things happen even to the pure and the perfect, signs that tribulation is not evidence tat God does not love us.  It is a significant and hopeful fact that it is the wounded Christ who comes to our rescue.  He who bears the scars of sacrifice, the lesions of love, the emblems of humility and forgiveness is the Captain of our Soul.  That evidence of pain in mortality is undoubtedly intended to give courage to others who are also hurt and wounded by life..."  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;~ Jeffrey R. Holland&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/631040251925149379-806372739536974600?l=alexshappyendings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexshappyendings.blogspot.com/feeds/806372739536974600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alexshappyendings.blogspot.com/2009/04/one-of-those-days.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/631040251925149379/posts/default/806372739536974600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/631040251925149379/posts/default/806372739536974600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexshappyendings.blogspot.com/2009/04/one-of-those-days.html' title='one of those days ;('/><author><name>Alex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13088386839470770575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xpwSai_B2jw/TUhK9qxNLtI/AAAAAAAAAWc/OqOQ52U-LZM/s220/profile%2Bpicture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-631040251925149379.post-9086781432542654933</id><published>2009-04-08T21:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T21:32:34.997-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='missionary'/><title type='text'>just so you know...</title><content type='html'>I now have a missionary blog.  It's mostly for when I on my mission... my family will post pictures and letters I write there, and there will also be information for writing me if you so please (and please do!).  But I digress... right now I'm blogging about how I'm putting together my missionary wardrobe, and all the things I've learned in that area...  I'm definitely learning. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So, stop by &lt;a href="http://indianaadventure.blogspot.com"&gt;"An Indiana Adventure"&lt;/a&gt; if you so wish!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/631040251925149379-9086781432542654933?l=alexshappyendings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexshappyendings.blogspot.com/feeds/9086781432542654933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alexshappyendings.blogspot.com/2009/04/just-so-you-know.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/631040251925149379/posts/default/9086781432542654933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/631040251925149379/posts/default/9086781432542654933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexshappyendings.blogspot.com/2009/04/just-so-you-know.html' title='just so you know...'/><author><name>Alex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13088386839470770575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xpwSai_B2jw/TUhK9qxNLtI/AAAAAAAAAWc/OqOQ52U-LZM/s220/profile%2Bpicture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-631040251925149379.post-651301022060967622</id><published>2009-04-08T03:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T14:07:16.962-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wordy wednesday'/><title type='text'>at last...</title><content type='html'>well, it's been awhile since I've had time to do a wordy wednesday... so to make up for it, here's several new words that I've discovered.  I don'tknow why we don't use all of the fantastic words of our language more often!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;paseo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="pronset"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="show_spellpr" style="display: inline;"&gt;&lt;span class="prondelim"&gt;[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="pron"&gt;pah-&lt;span class="boldface"&gt;sey&lt;/span&gt;-oh]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a slow, idle, or leisurely walk or stroll&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;bodacious&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="pronset"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="show_spellpr" style="display: inline;"&gt;&lt;span class="prondelim"&gt;[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="pron"&gt;boh-&lt;span class="boldface"&gt;dey&lt;/span&gt;-sh&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="ital-inline"&gt;uh&lt;/span&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="prondelim"&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thorough; blatant; unmistakable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;duende&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="pronset"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="show_spellpr" style="display: inline;"&gt;&lt;span class="pron"&gt;[doo-&lt;span class="boldface"&gt;en&lt;/span&gt;-dey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="prondelim"&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The ability to attract others through personal magnetism &amp;amp; charm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;cormorant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" class="pronset" &gt;&lt;span class="show_spellpr" style="display: inline;"&gt;&lt;span class="prondelim"&gt;[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="pron"&gt;&lt;span class="boldface"&gt;kawr&lt;/span&gt;-mer-&lt;span class="ital-inline"&gt;uh&lt;/span&gt;nt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="prondelim"&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;a gluttonous or greedy person&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;diatribe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" class="pronset" &gt;&lt;span class="show_spellpr" style="display: inline;"&gt;&lt;span class="prondelim"&gt;[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="pron"&gt;&lt;span class="boldface"&gt;dahy&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="ital-inline"&gt;uh&lt;/span&gt;-trahyb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="prondelim"&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;a bitter verbal attack&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;chimerical&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" class="pronset" &gt;&lt;span class="show_ipapr" style="display: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="prondelim"&gt;/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="pron"&gt;kɪˈmɛr&lt;img class="luna-Img" src="http://cache.lexico.com/dictionary/graphics/luna/thinsp.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;ɪ&lt;img class="luna-Img" src="http://cache.lexico.com/dictionary/graphics/luna/thinsp.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;kəl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="pron"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="pron"&gt;-ˈmɪər-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="pron"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="pron"&gt;kaɪ-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="prondelim"&gt;/&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://dictionary.reference.com/help/luna/IPA_pron_key.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img class="luna-Img" src="http://cache.lexico.com/g/d/dictionary_questionbutton_default.gif" onmouseover="swapLunaImage('default', this);" onmouseout="swapLunaImage('selected', this);" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span class="pron_toggle" style="display: inline;"&gt; &lt;a class="pronlink" onclick="javascript:show_sp()" onmouseout="status='';return true;" onmouseover="status='Click to toggle pronunciation';return true;" alt="Toggle for Spelled" title="Click to show spelled"&gt;Show Spelled Pronunciation&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="show_spellpr" style="display: inline;"&gt;&lt;span class="prondelim"&gt;[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="pron"&gt;ki-&lt;span class="boldface"&gt;mer&lt;/span&gt;-i-k&lt;span class="ital-inline"&gt;uh&lt;/span&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="pron"&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;merely imaginary; fanciful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/631040251925149379-651301022060967622?l=alexshappyendings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexshappyendings.blogspot.com/feeds/651301022060967622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alexshappyendings.blogspot.com/2009/03/at-last.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/631040251925149379/posts/default/651301022060967622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/631040251925149379/posts/default/651301022060967622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexshappyendings.blogspot.com/2009/03/at-last.html' title='at last...'/><author><name>Alex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13088386839470770575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xpwSai_B2jw/TUhK9qxNLtI/AAAAAAAAAWc/OqOQ52U-LZM/s220/profile%2Bpicture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-631040251925149379.post-4457015727656730910</id><published>2009-04-02T13:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T13:43:14.465-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily life'/><title type='text'>a BAD hair day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://imagecache5.art.com/p/LRG/7/798/H1KI000Z/mike-hollist-hair-raising-experience.jpg" alt="&amp;quot;Hair Raising Experience&amp;quot; Print" onclick="'popHighzoomR(867,692,10288334," style="cursor: pointer; width: 364px; height: 290px;" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;A couple of weeks ago a friend with slightly curly hair told me that I should try using a hair diffuser.  So yesterday we were in town, and we saw one!  Mom decided that she would buy it and we both would give it a try.  So this morning I took a shower and after drying my hair off a little, I started to give the diffuser a try.  WELL... let's just say that by the time I was done my hair looked worse that the above monkey.  About 10x worse!  I came out of the bathroom and mom said "wow" and Matthew was terribly shocked.  My hair wasn't just curly crazy, it was frizzy out of control curly!  There was only one way that I could quickly do it and stop looking like a PORCUPINE... I didn't think that it looked all too swell, but at least it wasn't crazy.  Anyway, I've had so many people tell me that they liked my hair today!  Weird... Um, there's no telling what the weather of Indiana will do to my hair... any ideas??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/631040251925149379-4457015727656730910?l=alexshappyendings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexshappyendings.blogspot.com/feeds/4457015727656730910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alexshappyendings.blogspot.com/2009/04/bad-hair-day.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/631040251925149379/posts/default/4457015727656730910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/631040251925149379/posts/default/4457015727656730910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexshappyendings.blogspot.com/2009/04/bad-hair-day.html' title='a BAD hair day'/><author><name>Alex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13088386839470770575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xpwSai_B2jw/TUhK9qxNLtI/AAAAAAAAAWc/OqOQ52U-LZM/s220/profile%2Bpicture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-631040251925149379.post-631288709673450936</id><published>2009-04-01T18:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T18:18:09.243-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='giveaway'/><title type='text'>apron giveaway</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xpwSai_B2jw/SdQRfv2CuPI/AAAAAAAAAKU/FR8nwvcL7Hc/s1600-h/apron.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xpwSai_B2jw/SdQRfv2CuPI/AAAAAAAAAKU/FR8nwvcL7Hc/s320/apron.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319896296948152562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cheri over at &lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);" href="http://ajoyfulhandmaiden.blogspot.com/"&gt;A JOYFUL HANDMAIDEN&lt;/a&gt; is having a give-away for this adorable "Gracie" apron that she made.  I've been following her blog for quite awhile, and I'm just amazed by her sewing skills.  Over at our house she's known as the "AMAZING SEAMSTRESS".  I have one of her "Jinnie" aprons, and I just love it!  Anyway, if you want to enter her giveaway stop by her blog... the winner will be chosen Friday afternoon... and I hope it's me!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/631040251925149379-631288709673450936?l=alexshappyendings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexshappyendings.blogspot.com/feeds/631288709673450936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alexshappyendings.blogspot.com/2009/04/apron-giveaway.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/631040251925149379/posts/default/631288709673450936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/631040251925149379/posts/default/631288709673450936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexshappyendings.blogspot.com/2009/04/apron-giveaway.html' title='apron giveaway'/><author><name>Alex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13088386839470770575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xpwSai_B2jw/TUhK9qxNLtI/AAAAAAAAAWc/OqOQ52U-LZM/s220/profile%2Bpicture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xpwSai_B2jw/SdQRfv2CuPI/AAAAAAAAAKU/FR8nwvcL7Hc/s72-c/apron.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-631040251925149379.post-3387758280646534227</id><published>2009-03-30T07:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T07:00:00.805-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xpwSai_B2jw/Sc7Dq9XDcoI/AAAAAAAAAJg/J753N-Z5NGA/s1600-h/Expelled%2BNo%2BIntelligence%2BAllowed%2BGraphic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 258px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xpwSai_B2jw/Sc7Dq9XDcoI/AAAAAAAAAJg/J753N-Z5NGA/s320/Expelled%2BNo%2BIntelligence%2BAllowed%2BGraphic.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318403352764314242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Last week for movie night, we watched a movie I've been wanting to watch for a VERY long time.  While I wouldn't describe it as charming, really funny, or even as a very good family movie, I would recommend it to anyone who is able to deal with some rather disturbing information.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EXPELLED: NO INTELLIGENCE ALLOWED is a documentary about evolution... how it came to be excepted and taught in schools, how much of an effect it has had on the world and our morals and how impossible evolution actually is.  My favorite part of the whole movie is when Ben Stein asks a scientist how exactly everything started if there was no creator, and the man answers "well, one idea is that it started on the backs of crystals."  Ben asks him a couple of other questions and he answers (with an English accent) "I ALREADY told you, it was on the backs of crystals!"  Anyway, you would have to watch it to see how really funny it is!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want to read more about this thought provoking movie&lt;a href="http://www.expelledthemovie.com/aboutthemovie.php"&gt; go here.&lt;/a&gt;  We watched it on Netflixs Instant Play, and so can you if you have Netflixs!!  :) &lt;a href="http://www.expelledthemovie.com/aboutthemovie.php"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/631040251925149379-3387758280646534227?l=alexshappyendings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexshappyendings.blogspot.com/feeds/3387758280646534227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alexshappyendings.blogspot.com/2009/03/last-week-for-movie-night-we-watched.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/631040251925149379/posts/default/3387758280646534227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/631040251925149379/posts/default/3387758280646534227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexshappyendings.blogspot.com/2009/03/last-week-for-movie-night-we-watched.html' title=''/><author><name>Alex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13088386839470770575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xpwSai_B2jw/TUhK9qxNLtI/AAAAAAAAAWc/OqOQ52U-LZM/s220/profile%2Bpicture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xpwSai_B2jw/Sc7Dq9XDcoI/AAAAAAAAAJg/J753N-Z5NGA/s72-c/Expelled%2BNo%2BIntelligence%2BAllowed%2BGraphic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-631040251925149379.post-9024336274212615661</id><published>2009-03-28T15:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T15:54:29.243-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christ'/><title type='text'>empty me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I came across this song a couple of weeks ago, and it really touched me.  Pardon the rock type music, I usually don't listen that kind of music, but I love the message of this song.  Only when we are emptied of the useless things of the world can we really be filled with God and learn to truly love holiness!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;Empty me of the selfishness inside&lt;br /&gt;Every vain ambition and the poison of my pride&lt;br /&gt;And any foolish thing my heart holds to&lt;br /&gt;Lord empty me of me so I can be filled with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause everything is a lesser thing&lt;br /&gt;Compared to you.  So, I surrender all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/JrvSnQ77Mvc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/631040251925149379-9024336274212615661?l=alexshappyendings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexshappyendings.blogspot.com/feeds/9024336274212615661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alexshappyendings.blogspot.com/2009/03/empty-me.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/631040251925149379/posts/default/9024336274212615661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/631040251925149379/posts/default/9024336274212615661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexshappyendings.blogspot.com/2009/03/empty-me.html' title='empty me'/><author><name>Alex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13088386839470770575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xpwSai_B2jw/TUhK9qxNLtI/AAAAAAAAAWc/OqOQ52U-LZM/s220/profile%2Bpicture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-631040251925149379.post-5292166309289041993</id><published>2009-03-26T19:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T20:42:17.786-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily life'/><title type='text'>whew...</title><content type='html'>what a busy week, but a good one too!  So much has happened since I got my call... I've pretty much been busy every moment!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;School&lt;/span&gt; is almost over for this semester, and that's hard to believe!  The past two weeks I've had a test (or 2) in pretty much every class, and I can feel the momentum building towards finals.  There really aren't enough hours in a day to get all my studying, teaching and practicing done.  Today in piano lessons my teacher actually told me that I did a good job, something he's never done!  For him to say "that was 100% better" and "you'll have to play this for people, you're great at it!" just about knocked me over!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and yesterday relief flooded over me as I finally &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;sold my 2 angora rabbits&lt;/span&gt;.  I put an add online Saturday evening, and Sunday I had two people call me!  I took down the price quite a bit, but it's so good to know that they are in good hands... much better hands than mine!  Just before their new owner came to pick them up I spent a good hour cleaning them up, talk about DIS-GUS-TING!  I think the male rabbit (Knightly) lost about 5 pounds after I cut off all the matted, poopy, wet hair.  EEWW!  Anyway, I'll spare you the details.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also had a fabulous &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;birthday&lt;/span&gt; and turned 21!  I'm officially legal now.  I've never had this happen before on a birthday, but I definitely feel older, in fact, I feel ANCIENT!!  For my birthday I just got money so I could buy the things I need for my mission, and that certainly is a LOT!  I have to have 2-3 suit coats, and I just about died when I looked them up online.  There is no way that I'm going to pay $200 for each one!  SO, I went to the local thrift store and the Wal-Mart and found two... both in superb condition and together for less than $20!  Heavenly Father is EXTREMELY good to those that seek to do His will!  Even though life is full to the brim and super busy, I just love being alive!!!  &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIFE IS GOOD!!!       &lt;/span&gt;        &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/631040251925149379-5292166309289041993?l=alexshappyendings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexshappyendings.blogspot.com/feeds/5292166309289041993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alexshappyendings.blogspot.com/2009/03/whew.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/631040251925149379/posts/default/5292166309289041993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/631040251925149379/posts/default/5292166309289041993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexshappyendings.blogspot.com/2009/03/whew.html' title='whew...'/><author><name>Alex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13088386839470770575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xpwSai_B2jw/TUhK9qxNLtI/AAAAAAAAAWc/OqOQ52U-LZM/s220/profile%2Bpicture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-631040251925149379.post-8198896164792055921</id><published>2009-03-18T13:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T14:04:50.623-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;it came!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-b17d653b275630aa" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v7.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Db17d653b275630aa%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331092212%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DA540A6E541A16DAE8EBE8D555E523092AE9E43A.25920559307CFF6FD0EE059E8845541229735D09%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Db17d653b275630aa%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dav261a3yCilsmxGa7ie5vQr3WZM&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v7.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Db17d653b275630aa%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331092212%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DA540A6E541A16DAE8EBE8D555E523092AE9E43A.25920559307CFF6FD0EE059E8845541229735D09%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Db17d653b275630aa%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dav261a3yCilsmxGa7ie5vQr3WZM&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/631040251925149379-8198896164792055921?l=alexshappyendings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=b17d653b275630aa&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexshappyendings.blogspot.com/feeds/8198896164792055921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alexshappyendings.blogspot.com/2009/03/it-came.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/631040251925149379/posts/default/8198896164792055921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/631040251925149379/posts/default/8198896164792055921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexshappyendings.blogspot.com/2009/03/it-came.html' title=''/><author><name>Alex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13088386839470770575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xpwSai_B2jw/TUhK9qxNLtI/AAAAAAAAAWc/OqOQ52U-LZM/s220/profile%2Bpicture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-631040251925149379.post-4352819663039662931</id><published>2009-03-16T16:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T16:23:07.570-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily life'/><title type='text'>i am...</title><content type='html'>anxiously waiting for a large envelope that will &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;change my life forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.  Only two more days of waiting, but I'm not sure that I can stand it!  I've had the craziest most vivid dreams and I manage to wake up with 7 hours of sleep, but not rested.  I can't wait for wednesday!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/631040251925149379-4352819663039662931?l=alexshappyendings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexshappyendings.blogspot.com/feeds/4352819663039662931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alexshappyendings.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-am.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/631040251925149379/posts/default/4352819663039662931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/631040251925149379/posts/default/4352819663039662931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexshappyendings.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-am.html' title='i am...'/><author><name>Alex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13088386839470770575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xpwSai_B2jw/TUhK9qxNLtI/AAAAAAAAAWc/OqOQ52U-LZM/s220/profile%2Bpicture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-631040251925149379.post-880013193540876341</id><published>2009-03-13T19:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T19:29:01.431-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily life'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xpwSai_B2jw/SbsVzVFvbvI/AAAAAAAAAJU/e0A6jRS99hU/s1600-h/IMG_3039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xpwSai_B2jw/SbsVzVFvbvI/AAAAAAAAAJU/e0A6jRS99hU/s320/IMG_3039.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312864156992368370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xpwSai_B2jw/SbsVzQtoqfI/AAAAAAAAAJM/jJhmznNpNus/s1600-h/IMG_3035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xpwSai_B2jw/SbsVzQtoqfI/AAAAAAAAAJM/jJhmznNpNus/s320/IMG_3035.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312864155817519602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xpwSai_B2jw/SbsVzAD_dVI/AAAAAAAAAJE/MqaAuNbXpd4/s1600-h/IMG_3038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xpwSai_B2jw/SbsVzAD_dVI/AAAAAAAAAJE/MqaAuNbXpd4/s320/IMG_3038.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312864151347885394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we had the amazing opportunity to go to the Draper Temple Open House.The temple has several floors, and it was amazing to see the light get brighter and brighter as you went up.  Not only the light, but the decorations and everything, including the feeling!  It was gorgeous!!!  It was so beautiful, and I can't wait until I'm old enough to go inside!!!!!  I'm so glad that I got to go and see the inside of such a beautiful temple, it was such a precious experience!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/631040251925149379-880013193540876341?l=alexshappyendings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexshappyendings.blogspot.com/feeds/880013193540876341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alexshappyendings.blogspot.com/2009/03/today-we-had-amazing-opportunity-to-go.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/631040251925149379/posts/default/880013193540876341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/631040251925149379/posts/default/880013193540876341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexshappyendings.blogspot.com/2009/03/today-we-had-amazing-opportunity-to-go.html' title=''/><author><name>Alex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13088386839470770575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xpwSai_B2jw/TUhK9qxNLtI/AAAAAAAAAWc/OqOQ52U-LZM/s220/profile%2Bpicture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xpwSai_B2jw/SbsVzVFvbvI/AAAAAAAAAJU/e0A6jRS99hU/s72-c/IMG_3039.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-631040251925149379.post-1796489369170766412</id><published>2009-03-12T10:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T11:11:01.308-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='on my bookshelf'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily life'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xpwSai_B2jw/SblPtgKTWMI/AAAAAAAAAI8/wP179Jnfu7E/s1600-h/limberlost.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 225px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xpwSai_B2jw/SblPtgKTWMI/AAAAAAAAAI8/wP179Jnfu7E/s320/limberlost.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312364878606063810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(an actual picture of Gene Stratton-Porter's LIMBERLOST)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;yesterday a cold hit me fast.  I was having a really hard time breathing and so I was sent to bed by my mother with some homeopathic medicine, some peppermint oil and lots of water.  I haven't been able to read a book in a long time, so I enjoyed myself &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;immensely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;!  I read all 450 pages of "A Girl of the Limberlost" in one afternoon.   I'd never read it before, and I couldn't put it down!  I've read several other books by Gene Stratton-Porter, and loved them so much I've read them each 2-3 times.  But I think that this one is now my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;favorite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;!!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so inspired by Elnora's courage to face difficult things, her perseverance, her faithfulness to people even when they hurt her, and her ability to pick herself up when she fell.  I love books that make you feel like getting up and doing something marvelous to change the world.  This book certainly made me feel that way!!!!  When one of my sisters saw my book she said "wow that has a lot of dog-tails!" (i believe she meant dog eared pages :)  Here are a few of my most favorite quotes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;"I believe the best way to get an answer to prayer is to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;work for it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;"Remember this - what you are lies with you.  If you are lazy, and accept your lot, you may live in it.  If you are willing to work, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;you can write your name anywhere you choose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;, among the only ones who live beyond the grave in this world, the people who write books that help, make exquisite music, carve statues, paint pictures and work for others."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;"The world is full of happy people, but no one ever hears of them.  You must fight and make a scandal to get into the papers.  No one knows about all the happy people.  I am happy myself, and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;look how perfectly inconspicuous I am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;"To me it seems the only pleasure in this world worth having is the joy we derive from living for those we love, and those we help"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/631040251925149379-1796489369170766412?l=alexshappyendings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexshappyendings.blogspot.com/feeds/1796489369170766412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alexshappyendings.blogspot.com/2009/03/actual-picture-of-gene-stratton-porters.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/631040251925149379/posts/default/1796489369170766412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/631040251925149379/posts/default/1796489369170766412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexshappyendings.blogspot.com/2009/03/actual-picture-of-gene-stratton-porters.html' title=''/><author><name>Alex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13088386839470770575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xpwSai_B2jw/TUhK9qxNLtI/AAAAAAAAAWc/OqOQ52U-LZM/s220/profile%2Bpicture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xpwSai_B2jw/SblPtgKTWMI/AAAAAAAAAI8/wP179Jnfu7E/s72-c/limberlost.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-631040251925149379.post-4597773480213104275</id><published>2009-03-09T16:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T16:32:50.023-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily life'/><title type='text'>just when I thought...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;that spring was around the corner,  THIS got dumped on us!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xpwSai_B2jw/SbWmedptySI/AAAAAAAAAIs/kCGg3mobGOw/s1600-h/IMG_2937.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xpwSai_B2jw/SbWmedptySI/AAAAAAAAAIs/kCGg3mobGOw/s320/IMG_2937.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311334377839249698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't even worn a coat for the&lt;br /&gt;last couple of days it's been so warm!&lt;br /&gt;Oh, well... &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;someday&lt;/span&gt; spring will come!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/631040251925149379-4597773480213104275?l=alexshappyendings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexshappyendings.blogspot.com/feeds/4597773480213104275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alexshappyendings.blogspot.com/2009/03/just-when-i-thought.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/631040251925149379/posts/default/4597773480213104275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/631040251925149379/posts/default/4597773480213104275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexshappyendings.blogspot.com/2009/03/just-when-i-thought.html' title='just when I thought...'/><author><name>Alex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13088386839470770575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xpwSai_B2jw/TUhK9qxNLtI/AAAAAAAAAWc/OqOQ52U-LZM/s220/profile%2Bpicture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xpwSai_B2jw/SbWmedptySI/AAAAAAAAAIs/kCGg3mobGOw/s72-c/IMG_2937.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-631040251925149379.post-1400605526213405769</id><published>2009-03-04T20:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T15:56:39.010-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wordy wednesday'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today I didn't have to teach piano, so I was watching T.V. with my little brother and I just fell in love with this song... don't ask me why, maybe it has something to do with all the neat words at the end.  Anyhow, it has a catchy tune and I really like the ending.  Today they taught the word "accomplices (an associate in wrongdoing, especially one who aids or abets another in a criminal act, either as a principal or an accessory.&lt;!--// &lt;br /&gt; //--&gt;)" and it fit rather nicely in a conversation I had with a sister today.  Perfect timing!!  At the end of this post (after the words to the song) there is a list of words that Martha says, I didn't write up all of them since a lot of them are common, but the other ones aren't, and I think they are pretty cool!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="264"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dFN-oVs2aLA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/dFN-oVs2aLA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="264"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hear her speak! Martha speaks and speaks and speaks and speaks and...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Communicates, enumerates, elucidates, exaggerates, indicates, and explicates, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;bloviates, and overstates and (pant, pant, pant) hyperventilates!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ENUMERATES&lt;/span&gt; - To count off or name one by one; list&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ELUCIDATES&lt;/span&gt; - To make clear or plain, by explanation; clarify&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;EXPLICATES&lt;/span&gt; - To make clear the meaning of; explain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BLOVIATES&lt;/span&gt; - To discourse at length in a pompous or boastful manner&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/631040251925149379-1400605526213405769?l=alexshappyendings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexshappyendings.blogspot.com/feeds/1400605526213405769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alexshappyendings.blogspot.com/2009/03/today-i-didnt-have-to-teach-piano-so-i.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/631040251925149379/posts/default/1400605526213405769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/631040251925149379/posts/default/1400605526213405769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexshappyendings.blogspot.com/2009/03/today-i-didnt-have-to-teach-piano-so-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Alex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13088386839470770575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xpwSai_B2jw/TUhK9qxNLtI/AAAAAAAAAWc/OqOQ52U-LZM/s220/profile%2Bpicture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-631040251925149379.post-3999927845351143413</id><published>2009-02-28T05:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T05:00:00.390-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily life'/><title type='text'>dancing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xpwSai_B2jw/SahmvJfGmlI/AAAAAAAAAIU/Qv3wclD_Jvw/s1600-h/robert-casilla-kitchen-waltz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xpwSai_B2jw/SahmvJfGmlI/AAAAAAAAAIU/Qv3wclD_Jvw/s320/robert-casilla-kitchen-waltz.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307605121042389586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; TO DANCE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; Last semester I had the privilege of taking a ballroom dance class.  We learned the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;fox-trot, waltz, tango, cha-cha, swing, and polka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.  There is something so wonderful about dancing.  When I dance I forget my troubles and when I'm done I have a much lighter heart!  One day I was having a terrible day, and I got on someone's blog and some music came on.  It just happened to be a song that I had danced to in class, and I couldn't resist dancing!  My mom also loves to dance and so I taught her the tango and we had a rousing dance around the house.  I happened to come across several of these quotes about dancing awhile ago, and I enjoyed them so much I thought I'd post them for ya all!  ENJOY!     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...in 1959, a national news magazine described the LDS Church as the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"dancingest &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" name="m_5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;denomination"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(all quotes are by President Brigham Young)&lt;br /&gt;"I want you to sing and dance and forget your troubles... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Let's have some music&lt;/span&gt; and all of you dance"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I want it distinctly understood, that fiddling and dancing are no part of our worship. 'The question may be asked, What are they for, then? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I answer, that my body may keep pace with my mind.&lt;/span&gt; My mind labors like a man logging, all the time; and this is the reason why I am fond of these pastimes—they give me a privilege to throw everything off, and shake myself, that my body may exercise, and my mind rest." &lt;p id="46"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;There is no music in hell, for all good music belongs to heaven.&lt;/span&gt; Sweet harmonious sounds give exquisite joy to human beings capable of appreciating music. I delight in hearing harmonious tones made by the human voice, by musical instruments, and by both combined. Every sweet musical sound that can be made belongs to the Saints and is for the Saints. Every flower, shrub and tree to beautify, and to gratify the taste and smell, and every sensation that gives to man joy and felicity are for the Saints who receive them from the Most High.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p id="52"&gt;&lt;span class="Topic"&gt;&lt;a name="m_10"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;If you wish to dance, dance&lt;/span&gt;; and you are just as much prepared for a prayer meeting after dancing as ever you were, if you are Saints.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/631040251925149379-3999927845351143413?l=alexshappyendings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexshappyendings.blogspot.com/feeds/3999927845351143413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alexshappyendings.blogspot.com/2009/02/dancing.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/631040251925149379/posts/default/3999927845351143413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/631040251925149379/posts/default/3999927845351143413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexshappyendings.blogspot.com/2009/02/dancing.html' title='dancing'/><author><name>Alex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13088386839470770575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xpwSai_B2jw/TUhK9qxNLtI/AAAAAAAAAWc/OqOQ52U-LZM/s220/profile%2Bpicture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xpwSai_B2jw/SahmvJfGmlI/AAAAAAAAAIU/Qv3wclD_Jvw/s72-c/robert-casilla-kitchen-waltz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-631040251925149379.post-3954933770449051647</id><published>2009-02-27T14:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T14:15:16.149-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='resolutions'/><title type='text'>serve, smile, learn and do</title><content type='html'>ofttimes when I don't feel like I can tell people things in person, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;I write&lt;/span&gt; them down. When I was about 17 I wrote a story for my mom to explain how I was feeling... it's kind of weird so I won't post it here, but in it I wrote 4 things that I needed to do to help resolve my feelings of despair and being totally overwhelmed with everything!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;SERVE&lt;/span&gt; until you feel like dropping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;SMILE&lt;/span&gt; when you feel like crying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;LEARN&lt;/span&gt; something when your brain feels groggy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;DO&lt;/span&gt; something when you feel like stopping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SERVE, SMILE, LEARN, and DO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;are such great things to keep in mind as we go&lt;br /&gt;throughout the day, week, months and years!!     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/631040251925149379-3954933770449051647?l=alexshappyendings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexshappyendings.blogspot.com/feeds/3954933770449051647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alexshappyendings.blogspot.com/2009/02/serve-smile-learn-and-do.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/631040251925149379/posts/default/3954933770449051647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/631040251925149379/posts/default/3954933770449051647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexshappyendings.blogspot.com/2009/02/serve-smile-learn-and-do.html' title='serve, smile, learn and do'/><author><name>Alex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13088386839470770575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xpwSai_B2jw/TUhK9qxNLtI/AAAAAAAAAWc/OqOQ52U-LZM/s220/profile%2Bpicture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-631040251925149379.post-8363272614499320445</id><published>2009-02-25T06:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T06:00:00.662-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wordy wednesday'/><title type='text'>a wordy week</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;the other day I was helping my mom with something and she said "what word would you use to describe that?"  to which I responded... "sticktoitive".  She didn't think it was a word, but it certainly is! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;STICKTOITIVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tenaciously resolute; persevering&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;" id="query" class="query"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Isn't that the coolest word?  I would love to be described as a sticktoitive person...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;about a week ago a word accidentally slipped out, and I'm pretty sure that it's not a word, but it SHOULD be..."OWNSOME"  I actually googled it and came up with a german word "mutterseelenallein" which translates to be "on one's ownsome" so it must be a sort of word!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also accidentally said "OWNESS" as well... and well, it's not exactly a word, but another sort of word.  But I came up with some interesting history about that word.  "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;In Latin &lt;i&gt;onus&lt;/i&gt; means “burden.” In English it came to mean “responsibility”: “the onus is on the defense attorney to convince the jury of the defendant’s innocence.” It is often used to mean “blame”: “he bears the onus of having lost the key to the vacation house.”  People sometimes mishear this word and turn in into "owness."  This form is also used by some to refer to the opposite of otherness, but that would be "ownness," with two N's.&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;AREN'T WORDS JUST SO MUCH FUN?  I JUST WONDER WHY WE DON'T&lt;br /&gt;USE SOME OF THESE WONDERFUL WORDS MORE OFTEN!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span id="IDA5VC0R" style="" direction="target"&gt;&lt;span style="height: 12px; width: 4px; margin-left: 4px;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/631040251925149379-8363272614499320445?l=alexshappyendings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexshappyendings.blogspot.com/feeds/8363272614499320445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alexshappyendings.blogspot.com/2009/02/wordy-week.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/631040251925149379/posts/default/8363272614499320445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/631040251925149379/posts/default/8363272614499320445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexshappyendings.blogspot.com/2009/02/wordy-week.html' title='a wordy week'/><author><name>Alex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13088386839470770575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xpwSai_B2jw/TUhK9qxNLtI/AAAAAAAAAWc/OqOQ52U-LZM/s220/profile%2Bpicture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-631040251925149379.post-5486376515629988692</id><published>2009-02-18T17:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T17:48:29.662-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wordy wednesday'/><title type='text'>another word</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;lets hope that you never have this... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CONSTERNATION&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a sudden dread or a state of paralyzing dismay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;but if you do, remember that faith&lt;br /&gt;can dispel all doubt, dread and fear!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/631040251925149379-5486376515629988692?l=alexshappyendings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexshappyendings.blogspot.com/feeds/5486376515629988692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alexshappyendings.blogspot.com/2009/02/another-word.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/631040251925149379/posts/default/5486376515629988692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/631040251925149379/posts/default/5486376515629988692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexshappyendings.blogspot.com/2009/02/another-word.html' title='another word'/><author><name>Alex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13088386839470770575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xpwSai_B2jw/TUhK9qxNLtI/AAAAAAAAAWc/OqOQ52U-LZM/s220/profile%2Bpicture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-631040251925149379.post-5258917229367593949</id><published>2009-02-17T19:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T20:18:00.434-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily life'/><title type='text'>doesn't doing laundry...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"  &gt;JUST MAKE YOU HAPPY?!?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;On Saturday I was folding some sheets, and I said the above to my mom... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"doesn't folding laundry just make you happy?"&lt;/span&gt;  Apparently she didn't agree with me, and she told me that &lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I should post it on my blog... so here you go!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just love doing laundry, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;I know... I'm weird&lt;/span&gt;, but I just love doing it!  In fact, that's pretty much all I did on Saturday and when one of my sisters brought up her HUGE pile of dirty clothes, I got giddy.  ;)  I love pretty much everything about laundry, but here are just a few of the things that I love most.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;1) I love seeing how much I can stuff in the washer&lt;br /&gt;2) I love pouring in the laundry soap and vinegar&lt;br /&gt;3) I love taking clean smelling clothes out of the washer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;4) I love cleaning the lint tray&lt;br /&gt;5) I love putting in homemade dryer sheets &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(they smell mmm-good!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) I love taking fluffy clean clothes out of the dryer&lt;br /&gt;7) I love shaking out warm clothes and folding them up&lt;br /&gt;8) I love folding socks... they're my favorite!&lt;br /&gt;9) &lt;/span&gt;I love seeing huge piles of dirty laundry disappear&lt;br /&gt;10) I love seeing empty laundry baskets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xpwSai_B2jw/SZuCoJoSZyI/AAAAAAAAAIE/-uqOD_25vic/s1600-h/IMG_2583.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xpwSai_B2jw/SZuCoJoSZyI/AAAAAAAAAIE/-uqOD_25vic/s320/IMG_2583.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303976612450166562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/631040251925149379-5258917229367593949?l=alexshappyendings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexshappyendings.blogspot.com/feeds/5258917229367593949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alexshappyendings.blogspot.com/2009/02/doesnt-doing-laundry.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/631040251925149379/posts/default/5258917229367593949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/631040251925149379/posts/default/5258917229367593949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexshappyendings.blogspot.com/2009/02/doesnt-doing-laundry.html' title='doesn&apos;t doing laundry...'/><author><name>Alex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13088386839470770575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xpwSai_B2jw/TUhK9qxNLtI/AAAAAAAAAWc/OqOQ52U-LZM/s220/profile%2Bpicture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xpwSai_B2jw/SZuCoJoSZyI/AAAAAAAAAIE/-uqOD_25vic/s72-c/IMG_2583.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-631040251925149379.post-7613454832518868091</id><published>2009-02-15T09:12:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T09:13:56.553-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='waiting'/><title type='text'>when I'm old and gray</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xpwSai_B2jw/SZCvPsoO8TI/AAAAAAAAAG8/dK_8ZeuGPnY/s1600-h/couple+walking.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 229px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xpwSai_B2jw/SZCvPsoO8TI/AAAAAAAAAG8/dK_8ZeuGPnY/s320/couple+walking.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300929445627883826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;True love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;lasts forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;It is eternally patient and forgiving. It believes, hopes, and endures all things. &lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;That is the love our Heavenly Father bears for us&lt;/span&gt;... when Jesus gave His disciples a new commandment to “love one another; as I have loved you,” He gave to them &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;the grand key to happiness&lt;/span&gt; in this life and glory in the next.  Love is the greatest of all the commandments—all others hang upon it. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;It is our focus&lt;/span&gt; as followers of the living Christ. It is the one trait that, if developed, will most improve our lives."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;- Joseph B. Wirthlin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/631040251925149379-7613454832518868091?l=alexshappyendings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexshappyendings.blogspot.com/feeds/7613454832518868091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alexshappyendings.blogspot.com/2009/02/when-im-old-and-gray.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/631040251925149379/posts/default/7613454832518868091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/631040251925149379/posts/default/7613454832518868091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexshappyendings.blogspot.com/2009/02/when-im-old-and-gray.html' title='when I&apos;m old and gray'/><author><name>Alex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13088386839470770575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xpwSai_B2jw/TUhK9qxNLtI/AAAAAAAAAWc/OqOQ52U-LZM/s220/profile%2Bpicture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xpwSai_B2jw/SZCvPsoO8TI/AAAAAAAAAG8/dK_8ZeuGPnY/s72-c/couple+walking.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-631040251925149379.post-663227889129758921</id><published>2009-02-13T20:59:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T20:59:54.467-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='waiting'/><title type='text'>the prayer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xpwSai_B2jw/SZDN-0meSKI/AAAAAAAAAHs/u-VnotOuJsU/s1600-h/prayer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xpwSai_B2jw/SZDN-0meSKI/AAAAAAAAAHs/u-VnotOuJsU/s320/prayer.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300963240570669218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A couple of years ago (you know, pretty much everything I talk about happened a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"couple of years ago"&lt;/span&gt;, if you know our family's story, those years were incredible growing experiences!!) I came across an article that changed my life... it was an incredible love story that &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;started at birth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.  A couple had a little girl, and when she was born, they decided to start praying for her future husband, even though it would be about 23 years before they would ever meet him.  When their daughter was old enough to understand, they told her that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;somewhere in the world&lt;/span&gt; there was someone that would someday be her husband, and they encouraged her to start praying for him, which she did.  The rest of the story is so touching and amazing, and sometime I'll have to post it for 'ya! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I read that story, it &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;hit a chord&lt;/span&gt; with me.  I realized that somewhere out in the world there was someone who &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I had never met&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.  But someday our paths would cross, and meanwhile, life would happen, and I wanted &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;the opportunity to pray&lt;/span&gt; for this amazing man.  Since I was about 15, I started praying for my future husband every day.  I think I've only ever missed once or twice, and I have learned so much through praying for &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;someone I don't know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.  Sometimes I felt like I should pray for him to have the needed strength to endure hardship.  Sometimes I prayed that he would have the additional help he needed in all the things he was doing. Sometimes I prayed that he would be able to grow up to be the godly man that he needed to be to fulfill his mission in life.  Sometimes I would pray that he would be blessed with extra protection.  And sometimes I simply prayed that he would know that somewhere in the world there was a young girl that was praying for him.  But the thing that mattered most was that I PRAYED, I prayed hard, and I prayed everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple of days ago my sister came across this very touching story, and it touched me so much, especially since I've been doing the very same thing, and I hope for the same happy ending.       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"I was recently at a church meeting where a leader spoke to the young women of our Stake.  She told us that when she was little she dreamed constantly of the man she would marry. She played little games like, "Whoever wears a red shirt tomorrow is the one", or "If the car makes it through the next stop light, I already know him."  Then one day her young women's leader suggested that instead of dreaming of who he would be, the girls should pray for their future husbands. She said that after that, she never missed a night. She would pray that he would be able to live up to the standards she wanted. She prayed that he would be strong enough to make good decisions in his life. Because she was praying for his strength, it made her want to be stronger as well. When she met that man she had been praying for, they fell for each other right away. On the third date, after all of the "get to know you" had been established and things got a little deeper, he told her that every time he had been faced with temptation in his life, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;he felt he had been blessed with a little extra help in making the right decisions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;She couldn't believe it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have absolutely no idea who I am going to marry, only God knows that... but what I DO know is that through &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;praying for someone I've never met&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, I have developed a deep love for whoever that someone is, far more than I ever thought was possible to have for someone you've never met.  I would encourage all of you single girls out there to pray for your future husbands, wouldn't that be so neat to have your future husband tell you that he often felt a little extra help... and that help was you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/631040251925149379-663227889129758921?l=alexshappyendings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexshappyendings.blogspot.com/feeds/663227889129758921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alexshappyendings.blogspot.com/2009/02/prayer.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/631040251925149379/posts/default/663227889129758921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/631040251925149379/posts/default/663227889129758921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexshappyendings.blogspot.com/2009/02/prayer.html' title='the prayer'/><author><name>Alex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13088386839470770575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xpwSai_B2jw/TUhK9qxNLtI/AAAAAAAAAWc/OqOQ52U-LZM/s220/profile%2Bpicture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xpwSai_B2jw/SZDN-0meSKI/AAAAAAAAAHs/u-VnotOuJsU/s72-c/prayer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-631040251925149379.post-9129554615997226704</id><published>2009-02-12T19:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T19:12:02.559-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='waiting'/><title type='text'>while I'm waiting</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This song is from my new favorite movie, FIREPROOF.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It says so many things that I would say about waiting,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; but songs usually say things better than simple prose.  ENJOY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/u3b2jw1rjBc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/u3b2jw1rjBc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm waiting&lt;br /&gt;I'm waiting on You, Lord&lt;br /&gt;And I am hopeful&lt;br /&gt;I'm waiting on You, Lord&lt;br /&gt;Though it is painful&lt;br /&gt;But patiently, I will wait&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will move ahead, bold and confident&lt;br /&gt;Taking every step in obedience&lt;br /&gt;While I'm waiting&lt;br /&gt;I will serve You&lt;br /&gt;While I'm waiting&lt;br /&gt;I will worship&lt;br /&gt;While I'm waiting&lt;br /&gt;I will not faint&lt;br /&gt;I'll be running the race&lt;br /&gt;Even while I wait&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm waiting&lt;br /&gt;I'm waiting on You, Lord&lt;br /&gt;And I am peaceful&lt;br /&gt;I'm waiting on You, Lord&lt;br /&gt;Though it's not easy&lt;br /&gt;But faithfully, I will wait&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I will wait&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will move ahead, bold and confident&lt;br /&gt;I'll be taking every step in obedience&lt;br /&gt;While I'm waiting&lt;br /&gt;I will serve You&lt;br /&gt;While I'm waiting&lt;br /&gt;I will worship&lt;br /&gt;While I'm waiting&lt;br /&gt;I will not faint&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will serve You while I'm waiting&lt;br /&gt;I will worship while I'm waiting on You, Lord&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/631040251925149379-9129554615997226704?l=alexshappyendings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexshappyendings.blogspot.com/feeds/9129554615997226704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alexshappyendings.blogspot.com/2009/02/while-im-waiting.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/631040251925149379/posts/default/9129554615997226704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/631040251925149379/posts/default/9129554615997226704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexshappyendings.blogspot.com/2009/02/while-im-waiting.html' title='while I&apos;m waiting'/><author><name>Alex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13088386839470770575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xpwSai_B2jw/TUhK9qxNLtI/AAAAAAAAAWc/OqOQ52U-LZM/s220/profile%2Bpicture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-631040251925149379.post-8848471877158448477</id><published>2009-02-10T15:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T15:04:28.575-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='waiting'/><title type='text'>the dream</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xpwSai_B2jw/SZDJiqJ6yHI/AAAAAAAAAHU/ep492x137DA/s1600-h/clouds2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xpwSai_B2jw/SZDJiqJ6yHI/AAAAAAAAAHU/ep492x137DA/s320/clouds2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300958358683699314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I had a dream...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of the dreams I've had don't stick with me very long, but a couple of years ago I had a dream that I think of often. I call it &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THE THREE LEVELS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;1st level&lt;/span&gt; - Everything that I did with this boy was in secret. I don't think that my family even knew him! We went running through a restaurant and then secretly went up a canyon to an ancient school house. He wanted us to pick some bricks out of the wall, which we did... and the school collapsed! I don't think anyone knew we did it, and he certainly wasn't going to tell anyone. The only feeling I got from this boy was one of infatuation... nothing deeper, just physical attraction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;2nd level&lt;/span&gt; - The second part was even weirder than the first. Luckily this boy was a decent fellow, in fact he was someone I sort of recognized from riding the bus. We were in a supermarket having a race with these weird carts that flew through the air. It was a huge competition and I believe that I won. The feeling that I got from this young man was one of being totally superior to him. He didn't even talk to me, he just gazed at me. There was no companionship, nor even friendship. Just the feeling of being totally superior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;3rd level&lt;/span&gt; - The third level is one that I think of often and use as a sounding board for many things in life. There wasn't much to see in this level, just a simple picture that is burned in my memory. All I saw was a young man and myself standing in a garden. I didn't see his face, but I noticed two things... he had brown hair and was about a head taller than me (so about 5-7 inches taller than me). He was holding my hand and I think proposing... and I got a complete feeling of being &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;CHERISHED&lt;/span&gt;!!!!!!! I want the feeling of being equal with the person I marry. And I also want to be filled with the desire to improve and become the best wife for him that I can. To be inspired to be better, just by being around him!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;As strange as that dream sounds,&lt;br /&gt;it has given me so much hope&lt;br /&gt;and so much to think about!!&lt;br /&gt;It has made me think so much of how I long&lt;br /&gt;to be with that young man in the garden,&lt;br /&gt;being cherished and loved by someone&lt;br /&gt;that God has chosen for me!!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/631040251925149379-8848471877158448477?l=alexshappyendings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexshappyendings.blogspot.com/feeds/8848471877158448477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alexshappyendings.blogspot.com/2009/02/dream_10.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/631040251925149379/posts/default/8848471877158448477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/631040251925149379/posts/default/8848471877158448477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexshappyendings.blogspot.com/2009/02/dream_10.html' title='the dream'/><author><name>Alex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13088386839470770575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xpwSai_B2jw/TUhK9qxNLtI/AAAAAAAAAWc/OqOQ52U-LZM/s220/profile%2Bpicture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xpwSai_B2jw/SZDJiqJ6yHI/AAAAAAAAAHU/ep492x137DA/s72-c/clouds2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-631040251925149379.post-8129375275129563489</id><published>2009-02-09T16:38:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T16:39:42.546-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='waiting'/><title type='text'>my perfect plans</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xpwSai_B2jw/SZDMsUHxDsI/AAAAAAAAAHk/s9If_LzHPH4/s1600-h/mother+and+baby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 254px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xpwSai_B2jw/SZDMsUHxDsI/AAAAAAAAAHk/s9If_LzHPH4/s320/mother+and+baby.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300961823102668482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ever since I was little, one of my greatest dreams was to have a family of my own. In fact, when I was about 10 or so, my plan was to have &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;56 children&lt;/span&gt;... one for each letter of the alphabet, both a boy and a girl. when I was in high school, I was totally certain that when I graduated prince charming would show up on my doorstep, sweep me off my feet, and by the time I was 23 or so I would have 2-3 adorable children, a perfect marriage, a charming house, and I would be perfectly content.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If anyone would have told me that I would be &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;20 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;7/8 years old, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;still single and living at home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, I most likely wouldn't have believed you... but here I am! Heavenly Father had (and still does have) SO much work that needed to be done on me, and frankly I am not quite sure that I would've been ready to get married at 17.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throughout the years, I have grown so much in my desire and dreams for my future. In my patriarchal blessing there is a tiny little paragraph about my future family, and I have just poured over it trying to understand every little word. That little paragraph has worked wonders in my life. One little part of it talks about a desiring a&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;companion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;... that little word has changed my life!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the years I have come to realize that I didn't desire a companion... I just wanted a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;family&lt;/span&gt; and all the fixings... babies, laundry, cooking, etc., but a husband didn't matter that much. But as I have grown older (and hopefully wiser!) I have come to realize that the one thing that I want more than anything (except eternal life) is a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;companion&lt;/span&gt;! I want someone who is my very best friend and I his! As I looked back and wondered why in the world I had such a strange perspective, I came to realize that in all the couples in my life, as great as their marriages were... they weren't necessarily companions and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;best friends&lt;/span&gt;. Through the past 2 years I have met some wonderful ladies whose husbands are their very best friends. One couple in particular is so cute to watch... they so obviously love each other, and I love spending time at their home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as I look back over the years, I am beyond grateful that Heavenly Father didn't answer my prayers for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;my perfect plan&lt;/span&gt; to come to pass. He has a perfect plan for me, and it is beyond anything I could ever dream up! The past two years have been incredible years for me... and what if God had answered my prayers?? I would have been lacking a huge part of who I have become!! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;I am so thankful for a God who answers prayers, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;but also sees fit to not answer sometimes!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/631040251925149379-8129375275129563489?l=alexshappyendings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexshappyendings.blogspot.com/feeds/8129375275129563489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alexshappyendings.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-perfect-plans_09.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/631040251925149379/posts/default/8129375275129563489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/631040251925149379/posts/default/8129375275129563489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexshappyendings.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-perfect-plans_09.html' title='my perfect plans'/><author><name>Alex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13088386839470770575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xpwSai_B2jw/TUhK9qxNLtI/AAAAAAAAAWc/OqOQ52U-LZM/s220/profile%2Bpicture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xpwSai_B2jw/SZDMsUHxDsI/AAAAAAAAAHk/s9If_LzHPH4/s72-c/mother+and+baby.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-631040251925149379.post-621886886612590088</id><published>2009-02-09T14:12:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T16:42:19.794-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='waiting'/><title type='text'>happy valentine's</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xpwSai_B2jw/SZCsWsK5p2I/AAAAAAAAAG0/WDfLOnPdk70/s1600-h/to-my-valentine-cupids-and-heart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 222px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xpwSai_B2jw/SZCsWsK5p2I/AAAAAAAAAG0/WDfLOnPdk70/s320/to-my-valentine-cupids-and-heart.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300926267229054818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;well, I just did a little reading about how valentine's came to be... what an interesting history (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Valentine%27s_Day"&gt;see this page on wikipedia)&lt;/a&gt;!  One part that struck my funny bone was when they said that in the 19th century handwritten cards were replaced by mass produced ones.  Now, that isn't funny, in fact, it's quite sad, but if you have ever seen the movie "Cranford" you will recall the following scene....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the spinster ladies of the town have gathered around the local general store to see the latest rage in England... PRINTED VALENTINE'S!!  The lady who is in charge of the town (well, at least she thinks she is :) says, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;what is the world coming to&lt;/span&gt; if our valentines are being PRINTED?!  Those printed valentines create quite the stir in the town as I recall... it must just be best to hand write them from now on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually don't have a valentine (by      definition - a sweetheart) that I know by name, but I do have one somewhere in the world who I &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;love very much&lt;/span&gt;, even though I don't know exactly who he is!!  As those of you who followed my last blog know, I haven't ever had a boyfriend, I haven't ever held hands with a boy, and I certainly haven't ever kissed anyone!  Life has turned out a lot differently then I ever expected, but it has been so good!  This week I'm going to be posting some things for my valentine... my wonderful future husband (though I don't exactly know who he is!!)!  I'll also be posting some things that have helped me immensely in learning to wait patiently!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/631040251925149379-621886886612590088?l=alexshappyendings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexshappyendings.blogspot.com/feeds/621886886612590088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alexshappyendings.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-valentines.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/631040251925149379/posts/default/621886886612590088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/631040251925149379/posts/default/621886886612590088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexshappyendings.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-valentines.html' title='happy valentine&apos;s'/><author><name>Alex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13088386839470770575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xpwSai_B2jw/TUhK9qxNLtI/AAAAAAAAAWc/OqOQ52U-LZM/s220/profile%2Bpicture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xpwSai_B2jw/SZCsWsK5p2I/AAAAAAAAAG0/WDfLOnPdk70/s72-c/to-my-valentine-cupids-and-heart.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-631040251925149379.post-8492005786316914282</id><published>2009-02-06T15:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T15:49:43.728-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='duggar family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='children'/><title type='text'>baby makes 18!!!</title><content type='html'>I was mixing up a treat for my little brother's birthday party tonight and for some random reason I was thinking about the DUGGAR family.  If you haven't read about this amazing family, you should order their newest book... &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xpwSai_B2jw/SYzGmjrVOyI/AAAAAAAAAGc/k7sKbrs03mw/s1600-h/duggar2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://christianbook.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;20 and counting!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xpwSai_B2jw/SYzGmjrVOyI/AAAAAAAAAGc/k7sKbrs03mw/s320/duggar2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299829227222547234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had the opportunity to read it over Christmas break... and boy-oh-boy... what an amazing book!!  It's full of good tips that they've learned, and their incredible life story (they are considered America's largest family!).  Well, I just remembered today that Michelle was pregnant with #18, but I hadn't heard about the birth, so I looked it up on their website... and on December 18th "The baby, named &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jordyn-Grace Makiya Duggar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, arrived at 38 weeks gestation &lt;span&gt;by Caesarean section &lt;/span&gt;weighing 7 pounds, 3 ounces and measuring 20 inches long."  &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Congrats to the Duggar family!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  As I have read about this amazing family over the years, I've read many negative comments concerning their family size, but I think that they are absolutely amazing to be doing what they are doing!  They haven't limited their family size, and have seen many miracles in doing what the Lord asked!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/631040251925149379-8492005786316914282?l=alexshappyendings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexshappyendings.blogspot.com/feeds/8492005786316914282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alexshappyendings.blogspot.com/2009/02/baby-makes-18.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/631040251925149379/posts/default/8492005786316914282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/631040251925149379/posts/default/8492005786316914282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexshappyendings.blogspot.com/2009/02/baby-makes-18.html' title='baby makes 18!!!'/><author><name>Alex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13088386839470770575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xpwSai_B2jw/TUhK9qxNLtI/AAAAAAAAAWc/OqOQ52U-LZM/s220/profile%2Bpicture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xpwSai_B2jw/SYzGmjrVOyI/AAAAAAAAAGc/k7sKbrs03mw/s72-c/duggar2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-631040251925149379.post-7402671642586469007</id><published>2009-02-06T06:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T07:03:52.566-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wordy wednesday'/><title type='text'>wordy wednesday</title><content type='html'>sorry this has been so long in coming... I just need to take the few seconds it takes to do this, but I don't!!  I'll try my hardest to be better!!  Anyway, here is today's word... a new one, but definitely one that I'll use!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ERSTWHILE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;former, formerly, in the past, at a former time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/631040251925149379-7402671642586469007?l=alexshappyendings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexshappyendings.blogspot.com/feeds/7402671642586469007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alexshappyendings.blogspot.com/2009/02/wordy-wednesday.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/631040251925149379/posts/default/7402671642586469007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/631040251925149379/posts/default/7402671642586469007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexshappyendings.blogspot.com/2009/02/wordy-wednesday.html' title='wordy wednesday'/><author><name>Alex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13088386839470770575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xpwSai_B2jw/TUhK9qxNLtI/AAAAAAAAAWc/OqOQ52U-LZM/s220/profile%2Bpicture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-631040251925149379.post-8434263254891233259</id><published>2009-02-03T19:45:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T20:17:41.529-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily life'/><title type='text'>a stupendous saturday</title><content type='html'>On Saturday we had some friends over for sledding, games, milking goats, and a delicious dinner!  They are SO much fun to be around and even though I've only been with them 4 times, I think they are one of the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;"bestest"&lt;/span&gt; families around!  They have 8 wonderful children, and 2 fabulous parents and the more I get to know them, the more I like them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xpwSai_B2jw/SYkUGk3AzCI/AAAAAAAAAFs/KueqH_OTz-M/s1600-h/IMG_2454.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 270px; height: 202px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xpwSai_B2jw/SYkUGk3AzCI/AAAAAAAAAFs/KueqH_OTz-M/s320/IMG_2454.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298788539784285218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Milking - the people in the back were standing around a heater to stay warm!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xpwSai_B2jw/SYkQE4uW-lI/AAAAAAAAAFc/hN_R7lh0xSo/s1600-h/IMG_2449.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 207px; height: 155px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xpwSai_B2jw/SYkQE4uW-lI/AAAAAAAAAFc/hN_R7lh0xSo/s320/IMG_2449.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298784112710449746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lindsay (in pink) milking.  She kept milking and milking and actually milked 2 goats!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xpwSai_B2jw/SYkQEvOPbuI/AAAAAAAAAFU/TL0wVdPRGtA/s1600-h/IMG_2444.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 205px; height: 153px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xpwSai_B2jw/SYkQEvOPbuI/AAAAAAAAAFU/TL0wVdPRGtA/s320/IMG_2444.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298784110159818466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Loren milking for the first time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xpwSai_B2jw/SYkQhNMo6XI/AAAAAAAAAFk/cb3vgPiIeRw/s1600-h/IMG_2436.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 204px; height: 154px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xpwSai_B2jw/SYkQhNMo6XI/AAAAAAAAAFk/cb3vgPiIeRw/s320/IMG_2436.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298784599242500466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Some of the girls sledding, don't they look warm??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xpwSai_B2jw/SYkU1VgCy6I/AAAAAAAAAF0/rOgeGoDmMsE/s1600-h/IMG_2431.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 199px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xpwSai_B2jw/SYkU1VgCy6I/AAAAAAAAAF0/rOgeGoDmMsE/s320/IMG_2431.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298789343115266978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Finally at the bottom of the HUGE hill!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's kind of a funny story how we actually met them... I met their second oldest son (Loren) at school and in the process of becoming good friends with him, I asked if he and his family wanted to come over to play games.  Well... to make a long story short, this is the third time we've been together as families since December!  I can't believe that we have actually done that because we usually only do it once and then just talk about it, but that's not the case with this family!  We all have such a good time together and get along remarkably well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loren actually leaves for a mission TOMORROW!  I'm so glad I got to meet him, and I'm sure that he will be an amazing missionary and do a wonderful work for the Lord!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/631040251925149379-8434263254891233259?l=alexshappyendings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexshappyendings.blogspot.com/feeds/8434263254891233259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alexshappyendings.blogspot.com/2009/02/stupendous-saturday.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/631040251925149379/posts/default/8434263254891233259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/631040251925149379/posts/default/8434263254891233259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexshappyendings.blogspot.com/2009/02/stupendous-saturday.html' title='a stupendous saturday'/><author><name>Alex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13088386839470770575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xpwSai_B2jw/TUhK9qxNLtI/AAAAAAAAAWc/OqOQ52U-LZM/s220/profile%2Bpicture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xpwSai_B2jw/SYkUGk3AzCI/AAAAAAAAAFs/KueqH_OTz-M/s72-c/IMG_2454.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-631040251925149379.post-6877826119997645517</id><published>2009-01-27T19:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T20:40:28.966-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily life'/><title type='text'>in the hands of the archer...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xpwSai_B2jw/SX_Xcc5wBTI/AAAAAAAAAEw/xwN_ykwd-8U/s1600-h/archer2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xpwSai_B2jw/SX_Xcc5wBTI/AAAAAAAAAEw/xwN_ykwd-8U/s320/archer2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296188570605716786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Patience is more than endurance.  A saint's life is in the hands of God like a bow and arrow in the hands of an archer.  God is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;aiming&lt;/span&gt; at something the saint cannot see, and he &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;stretches&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;strains&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, and every now and again the saint says - "I cannot stand anymore."  God does not heed, He goes on stretching till His purpose is in sight, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;then He lets fly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.  Trust yourself in God's hands."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;~ Oswald Chambers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found that quote about two summers ago when life was harder than I ever could have imagined it would be.  It blessed me so much knowing that I was an arrow in the Lord's hands and the reason I was hurting so much was only because I have an amazing Father who loves me more than I could ever imagine, and He was just making me like Him.  Since the worse day ever last week, life has been so much better!  SO much better!  It's still hard, but I am trying to make the best of life!  My life changing decision (more to come on this later) has really changed my life and I have been super scatter brained, but that's okay since it makes life interesting!  The biggest thing I'm having a struggle with right now is my health... I have stomach ulcers, and we believe they might be bleeding and they hurt SO bad!  I didn't know that a stomach could hurt so bad! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What has been so fascinating to me the past couple of months is to look back and see how absolutely amazing God's plan for my life is!  Even through the times that hurt more than I thought I could stand... I grew so much and as I look back, I KNOW that I needed to go through that!  One of the things that has blessed me more than anything else is to look for the silver lining to every cloud!  Even in having ulcers I managed to find something!  You can &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;always find the silver lining&lt;/span&gt;... no matter how dark the storm!!            &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/631040251925149379-6877826119997645517?l=alexshappyendings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexshappyendings.blogspot.com/feeds/6877826119997645517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alexshappyendings.blogspot.com/2009/01/in-hands-of-archer.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/631040251925149379/posts/default/6877826119997645517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/631040251925149379/posts/default/6877826119997645517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexshappyendings.blogspot.com/2009/01/in-hands-of-archer.html' title='in the hands of the archer...'/><author><name>Alex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13088386839470770575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xpwSai_B2jw/TUhK9qxNLtI/AAAAAAAAAWc/OqOQ52U-LZM/s220/profile%2Bpicture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xpwSai_B2jw/SX_Xcc5wBTI/AAAAAAAAAEw/xwN_ykwd-8U/s72-c/archer2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-631040251925149379.post-2798060864716728559</id><published>2009-01-15T19:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T21:08:28.145-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><title type='text'>whew... what a day!</title><content type='html'>This was one of those days that makes me grateful to know that all trials are to &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;refine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and make me over in God's image.  I have been learning through several &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; hard lessons that it is not physically possible for me to do everything!  I bit off way more than I could ever hope to chew this semester... and I have been feeling overwhelmed, and so discouraged!  I am usually a happy, pleasant person, but I have been bawling my eyes out for the past week and feeling so depressed! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was just about the worst day ever!  I woke up late, had to do a huge assignment, couldn't figure out how to do half the problems, was 15 minutes late for class, couldn't figure out the melodies to write in aural skills,  had my first piano lesson this semester with my really strange teacher who made me feel like I couldn't play the piano at all, just about froze to death outside, had to carry my huge guitar around all day, and felt like bursting into tears all day long!  I came home and had about 1/2 hour before I had to teach piano and I just burst into tears telling my mom everything that was going wrong in my life (thanks for listening mom :).  I felt so much better after and we decided how I could lighten my load a little so I didn't feel so totally overloaded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through this I learned several important lessons...&lt;br /&gt;1) you have to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;PUT GOD FIRST&lt;/span&gt;!  When the first thing I do in the morning is pray and read my scriptures, my day goes a whole lot better!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) I don't have to be the best at everything, or anything for that matter!  I just need to be &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MY BEST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;... something totally different than being THE best. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) carefully &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;ANALYZE&lt;/span&gt; your schedule and and make sure it is feasible (16 credits, 16 piano students and 3 different instruments along with practicing isn't the most well thought out plan! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) when you are totally overwhelmed... pray to God for help and peace, and then &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GO AND DO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; something for someone else!  Spending an afternoon teaching kids how to make music really helped me forget about my petty trials and think about someone else for a moment!  Service is really the best medicine ever!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/631040251925149379-2798060864716728559?l=alexshappyendings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexshappyendings.blogspot.com/feeds/2798060864716728559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alexshappyendings.blogspot.com/2009/01/whew-what-day_15.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/631040251925149379/posts/default/2798060864716728559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/631040251925149379/posts/default/2798060864716728559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexshappyendings.blogspot.com/2009/01/whew-what-day_15.html' title='whew... what a day!'/><author><name>Alex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13088386839470770575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xpwSai_B2jw/TUhK9qxNLtI/AAAAAAAAAWc/OqOQ52U-LZM/s220/profile%2Bpicture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-631040251925149379.post-6120224500234330795</id><published>2009-01-12T14:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T14:29:08.802-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='resolutions'/><title type='text'>new year's resolutions</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xpwSai_B2jw/SWu_bWK56bI/AAAAAAAAAEo/IjR6wNwFLqU/s1600-h/fireworks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xpwSai_B2jw/SWu_bWK56bI/AAAAAAAAAEo/IjR6wNwFLqU/s320/fireworks.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290532663805471154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Sorry I'm posting these late... I started school last week and I have one humdinger of a schedule!!  I also made a huge life changing decision that has made me have a really hard week!  Anyway, here are my new year's resolutions for 2009!  I usually set resolutions, but I haven't always been so good at keeping them!  I'm doing a lot of praying and working on these, and I hope that I can see improvement over the year!  I'll be posting a little about each resolution, why I decided on a particular resolution, and a little bit about what I'm learning, or seeing happening in myself.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;2009 New Year's Resolutions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;* be &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;cheerful and pleasant&lt;/span&gt; all the time.  Smile when I don't feel like it.&lt;br /&gt;* stop &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;procrastinating&lt;/span&gt;, made realistic to-do lists.  Use time wisely.  &lt;br /&gt;* be &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;grateful&lt;/span&gt;.  write daily in my Gratitude Journal and see the Lord's hand in everything!&lt;br /&gt;* no &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;criticizing&lt;/span&gt; others or their actions.&lt;br /&gt;* learn to &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;LOVE unconditionally&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;* go &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;to bed&lt;/span&gt; at 9-10 and wake up at 5. &lt;br /&gt;* do&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; morning routine&lt;/span&gt; (exercise, scripture study, room check, etc.)&lt;br /&gt;* don't &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;take long &lt;/span&gt;in the bathroom!  (15 min. in morning, 5-10 min. at night)&lt;br /&gt;* don't pick at my lips or sores (gross I know, but it's a nervous habit!)&lt;br /&gt;* don't &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;complain&lt;/span&gt;!  Learn to be happy NO MATTER WHAT!&lt;br /&gt;* &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;get rid&lt;/span&gt; of angry heart.&lt;br /&gt;* read &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;entire standard works&lt;/span&gt; (bible, triple combination)&lt;br /&gt;* be sure to &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;pray&lt;/span&gt; at least twice a day.&lt;br /&gt;* &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;read&lt;/span&gt; scriptures and &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;write&lt;/span&gt; in journal everyday!   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/631040251925149379-6120224500234330795?l=alexshappyendings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexshappyendings.blogspot.com/feeds/6120224500234330795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alexshappyendings.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-years-resolutions.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/631040251925149379/posts/default/6120224500234330795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/631040251925149379/posts/default/6120224500234330795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexshappyendings.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-years-resolutions.html' title='new year&apos;s resolutions'/><author><name>Alex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13088386839470770575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xpwSai_B2jw/TUhK9qxNLtI/AAAAAAAAAWc/OqOQ52U-LZM/s220/profile%2Bpicture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xpwSai_B2jw/SWu_bWK56bI/AAAAAAAAAEo/IjR6wNwFLqU/s72-c/fireworks.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-631040251925149379.post-6087235978377397186</id><published>2009-01-03T20:22:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T20:33:08.801-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><title type='text'>TODAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I did about 10,000 batches of laundry!  I didn't know it was possible to do that many in one day!  All my clothes (and everyone else's) are clean, except the ones we wore today!  WOO-HOO! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I milked both morning and night, and about froze both times!  I thought that I was going to die from being frozen to death (not really, but almost)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;today&lt;/span&gt; I did most of my mending!  I mended 3 skirts, 1 jumper, 1 sweater and 1 shirt (you can tell what I wear most of the time!).  Oh boy, it feels so good to have that done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I actually made my bed!  WHOOP-DE-DO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; my little brother made me laugh when he said (in response to me saying "stir those eggs with slow motions) "but mom says that I can stir with FAST EMOTIONS!!"  HA HA, don't you love kids!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;today&lt;/span&gt; I listened to the music from "A BRAND NEW YEAR" pretty much all day!  Boy do I love that music!!  (you can listen to it too if you go to abrandnewyear.lds.org :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;today&lt;/span&gt; was a good day to be alive!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/631040251925149379-6087235978377397186?l=alexshappyendings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexshappyendings.blogspot.com/feeds/6087235978377397186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alexshappyendings.blogspot.com/2009/01/today.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/631040251925149379/posts/default/6087235978377397186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/631040251925149379/posts/default/6087235978377397186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexshappyendings.blogspot.com/2009/01/today.html' title='TODAY'/><author><name>Alex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13088386839470770575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xpwSai_B2jw/TUhK9qxNLtI/AAAAAAAAAWc/OqOQ52U-LZM/s220/profile%2Bpicture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-631040251925149379.post-1524895570111263643</id><published>2009-01-03T11:46:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T12:34:49.837-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cleaning'/><title type='text'>cleaning out my closet</title><content type='html'>Now this is super embarrassing, but since this is something I've been doing during the Holiday break I decided to post it (plus the difference is amazing!).  Now I'm not a slob, I'm usually extremely neat and tidy, but I really didn't have time to do much of anything during this last semester, including keeping my room very clean!  All I did in my room was sleep because I was so busy with school, church, teaching piano, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate living in a mess, so the first thing that I did when school was out was get to cleaning my room!  I finally finished last night, and one of my new year's resolutions is to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ALWAYS PUT THINGS WHERE THEY BELONG&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the BEFORE picture, it's disgusting, just to warn you!  I got rid of so much, why keep it if I never use it!? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xpwSai_B2jw/SV_KmVEHvqI/AAAAAAAAAEY/AC2aQjzQhQI/s1600-h/before+closet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xpwSai_B2jw/SV_KmVEHvqI/AAAAAAAAAEY/AC2aQjzQhQI/s320/before+closet.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287167247394520738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the after picture, I can't believe that I lived with my closet such a mess for so long!  BUT from now on, it's going to stay exceptionally clean!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xpwSai_B2jw/SV_Km6hiXQI/AAAAAAAAAEg/o4IdU6Jg7vU/s1600-h/after+closet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xpwSai_B2jw/SV_Km6hiXQI/AAAAAAAAAEg/o4IdU6Jg7vU/s320/after+closet.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287167257450011906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/631040251925149379-1524895570111263643?l=alexshappyendings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexshappyendings.blogspot.com/feeds/1524895570111263643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alexshappyendings.blogspot.com/2009/01/cleaning-out-my-closet.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/631040251925149379/posts/default/1524895570111263643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/631040251925149379/posts/default/1524895570111263643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexshappyendings.blogspot.com/2009/01/cleaning-out-my-closet.html' title='cleaning out my closet'/><author><name>Alex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13088386839470770575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xpwSai_B2jw/TUhK9qxNLtI/AAAAAAAAAWc/OqOQ52U-LZM/s220/profile%2Bpicture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xpwSai_B2jw/SV_KmVEHvqI/AAAAAAAAAEY/AC2aQjzQhQI/s72-c/before+closet.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-631040251925149379.post-5171702123655528152</id><published>2008-12-31T21:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T21:30:42.572-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wordy wednesday'/><title type='text'>introducing... wordy wednesday!</title><content type='html'>One of the things that I love most is &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WORDS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  It's a common joke in the family that I'm a walking dictionary (which is so not true :).  I think that we don't use words as much as we should... most people have an extremely limited vocabulary and use words that don't make sense in that context.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was still in school, one of the things that I loved most about being homeschooled was being read to.  Even when I was in high-school (and even now) I loved to listen to my mom read a good book out loud!  When we would come to a word that we didn't know (as long as it wasn't a tense part :) we would pull out our trusty dictionaries and look it up.  Some of my favorite words came from "Peter Pan", which is SUCH a good book!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I would like to start spotlighting a word every Wednesday... some of these words may not be words that we would use in a normal sentence but they are neat anyway!  To start off (the very soon to be new year), here is a word that we should think about when we decide what we want to do with our time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:breakwrappedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:snaptogridincell/&gt;    &lt;w:wraptextwithpunct/&gt;    &lt;w:useasianbreakrules/&gt;   &lt;/w:Compatibility&gt;   &lt;w:browserlevel&gt;MicrosoftInternetExplorer4&lt;/w:BrowserLevel&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;style&gt; &lt;!--  /* Style Definitions */  p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal  {mso-style-parent:"";  margin:0in;  margin-bottom:.0001pt;  mso-pagination:widow-orphan;  font-size:12.0pt;  font-family:"Times New Roman";  mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";} @page Section1  {size:8.5in 11.0in;  margin:1.0in 1.25in 1.0in 1.25in;  mso-header-margin:.5in;  mso-footer-margin:.5in;  mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1  {page:Section1;} --&gt; &lt;/style&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable  {mso-style-name:"Table Normal";  mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0;  mso-tstyle-colband-size:0;  mso-style-noshow:yes;  mso-style-parent:"";  mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt;  mso-para-margin:0in;  mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt;  mso-pagination:widow-orphan;  font-size:10.0pt;  font-family:"Times New Roman";} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;PICAYUNE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Pic-a-yune&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12;"  &gt;Of little value or importance&lt;/span&gt;, something trivial&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;p.s. speaking of doing things of little value or importance, this really is my last post for today!  I haven't been feeling very good today, and it doesn't hurt to be on the computer.  Thus all the posts.  But it really is PICAYUNE!!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/631040251925149379-5171702123655528152?l=alexshappyendings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexshappyendings.blogspot.com/feeds/5171702123655528152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alexshappyendings.blogspot.com/2008/12/introducing-wordy-wednesday.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/631040251925149379/posts/default/5171702123655528152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/631040251925149379/posts/default/5171702123655528152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexshappyendings.blogspot.com/2008/12/introducing-wordy-wednesday.html' title='introducing... wordy wednesday!'/><author><name>Alex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13088386839470770575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xpwSai_B2jw/TUhK9qxNLtI/AAAAAAAAAWc/OqOQ52U-LZM/s220/profile%2Bpicture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-631040251925149379.post-2259604646080661731</id><published>2008-12-31T18:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T18:40:46.093-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='knitting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='darning'/><title type='text'>darn those socks!</title><content type='html'>A couple of years ago we discovered the best store in the world... a yarn store that was about 2 blocks away from our house!  We were thrilled as there aren't many stores that close!  This store had the neatest employees.  An older lady (with very colorful language!), and one in her 40's.  We actually didn't know how to knit, but we soon discovered a lady who would teach us for free.  She only taught us 2 lessons (we joined up with my cousins for these lessons, she taught about 10 girls at the same time!), but that was enough to&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; set me on fire!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to take a class at the local yarn store to learn how to knit... (drumroll please :)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;TWO SOCKS AT THE SAME TIME!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was one of the funnest classes I had ever taken!  There was only one other lady in the class, a petite lady who was totally blind except for one little spot.  Imagine... a blind lady, an older lady with extremely colorful language, and a 18 yr old girl with huge feet!  It was quite the class to say the least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had so much fun learning to knit socks!  I knit them on two sets of circular needles, with two balls of yarn.  It's sort of hard to keep track of all that, but when you get done, you have two socks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have worn these socks so many times... they are so warm and soft (even though they are made&lt;br /&gt;of wool).  But I developed a problem... HOLES!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xpwSai_B2jw/SVwpoyxtgsI/AAAAAAAAAD4/8x2XwhKigNg/s1600-h/IMG_1472.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 249px; height: 187px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xpwSai_B2jw/SVwpoyxtgsI/AAAAAAAAAD4/8x2XwhKigNg/s320/IMG_1472.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286145843427902146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My amazing grandma who had an equally amazing Swedish immigrant grandmother told me how to darn socks.  I got a sock darner from lehmans.com for about $5.  BUT one of my worst faults is procrastination!  So I kept procrastinating until I couldn't any longer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I gathered the supplies (a large needle, a ball of extra yarn, and my lovely sock darner)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xpwSai_B2jw/SVwqY2R6e_I/AAAAAAAAAEA/DlHcs4O22uY/s1600-h/IMG_1489.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 254px; height: 190px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xpwSai_B2jw/SVwqY2R6e_I/AAAAAAAAAEA/DlHcs4O22uY/s320/IMG_1489.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286146669001997298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My grandma told me that all I had to do was just go back and forth, so that's what I did!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xpwSai_B2jw/SVwq_Y40_gI/AAAAAAAAAEI/RAAoYWZQ_YA/s1600-h/IMG_1485.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 251px; height: 189px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xpwSai_B2jw/SVwq_Y40_gI/AAAAAAAAAEI/RAAoYWZQ_YA/s320/IMG_1485.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286147331127049730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was pretty easy and I was so excited to have my favorite socks back!  I know it's not the most attractive darning job, but at least my feet won't get cold at night!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xpwSai_B2jw/SVwrUiU_ECI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/2WY_g-lvjdw/s1600-h/IMG_1488.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 255px; height: 192px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xpwSai_B2jw/SVwrUiU_ECI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/2WY_g-lvjdw/s320/IMG_1488.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286147694438322210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/631040251925149379-2259604646080661731?l=alexshappyendings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexshappyendings.blogspot.com/feeds/2259604646080661731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alexshappyendings.blogspot.com/2008/12/darn-those-socks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/631040251925149379/posts/default/2259604646080661731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/631040251925149379/posts/default/2259604646080661731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexshappyendings.blogspot.com/2008/12/darn-those-socks.html' title='darn those socks!'/><author><name>Alex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13088386839470770575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xpwSai_B2jw/TUhK9qxNLtI/AAAAAAAAAWc/OqOQ52U-LZM/s220/profile%2Bpicture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xpwSai_B2jw/SVwpoyxtgsI/AAAAAAAAAD4/8x2XwhKigNg/s72-c/IMG_1472.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-631040251925149379.post-7696948961066197998</id><published>2008-12-31T17:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T18:14:51.120-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><title type='text'>do you trust me?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xpwSai_B2jw/SVwmTfeKt3I/AAAAAAAAADw/BQ26EBMpV40/s1600-h/m-dipnall-evening-sun.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 246px; height: 205px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xpwSai_B2jw/SVwmTfeKt3I/AAAAAAAAADw/BQ26EBMpV40/s320/m-dipnall-evening-sun.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286142178933520242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Recently I've been having a hard time with different things, one of them being &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;totally trusting&lt;/span&gt; God with my entire life.  Whenever I trust Him, life turns out so much better, but it's hard to let go of control!  I wrote this poem this afternoon when I was having a quiet moment in my bedroom.  This was an answer to prayer and I felt as if my Heavenly Father was talking directly to me!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;DO YOU TRUST ME?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:breakwrappedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:snaptogridincell/&gt;    &lt;w:wraptextwithpunct/&gt;    &lt;w:useasianbreakrules/&gt;   &lt;/w:Compatibility&gt;   &lt;w:browserlevel&gt;MicrosoftInternetExplorer4&lt;/w:BrowserLevel&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;style&gt; &lt;!--  /* Style Definitions */  p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal  {mso-style-parent:"";  margin:0in;  margin-bottom:.0001pt;  mso-pagination:widow-orphan;  font-size:12.0pt;  font-family:"Times New Roman";  mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";} @page Section1  {size:8.5in 11.0in;  margin:.75in .75in .75in .75in;  mso-header-margin:.5in;  mso-footer-margin:.5in;  mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1  {page:Section1;} --&gt; &lt;/style&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable  {mso-style-name:"Table Normal";  mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0;  mso-tstyle-colband-size:0;  mso-style-noshow:yes;  mso-style-parent:"";  mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt;  mso-para-margin:0in;  mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt;  mso-pagination:widow-orphan;  font-size:10.0pt;  font-family:"Times New Roman";} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: normal;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;“Daughter do you trust Me?” came the call from Heaven above.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: normal;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: normal;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: normal;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Thoughtfully I answered with a sobbing, tear-filled cry,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: normal;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;“In Thee I’ll trust Dear Father, though I know not where I’ll go”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: normal;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: normal;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: normal;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Lovingly He told me with a heart brimming full of love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: normal;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;“I will take thee through some sorrows, some hardships and some pains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: normal;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: normal;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: normal;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;You’ll wonder why it hurts when I’m meant to take all pain away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: normal;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Your heart will nearly break, and you may think to choose another way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: normal;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: normal;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: normal;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;But keep trusting my dear daughter, and some day you’ll truly see &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: normal;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;How much I was there beside you, guiding steps, healing hearts, wiping tears and raising hopes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: normal;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: normal;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: normal;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Keep trusting in me daughter, one day your heart will soar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: normal;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;As your prayers and hopes are answered as you’d always hoped, plus more!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: normal;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: normal;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: normal;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Keep trusting in my wisdom; use my strength from day to day,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: normal;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Let me lead you to new heights in a closer walk with Me!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/631040251925149379-7696948961066197998?l=alexshappyendings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexshappyendings.blogspot.com/feeds/7696948961066197998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alexshappyendings.blogspot.com/2008/12/do-you-trust-me.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/631040251925149379/posts/default/7696948961066197998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/631040251925149379/posts/default/7696948961066197998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexshappyendings.blogspot.com/2008/12/do-you-trust-me.html' title='do you trust me?'/><author><name>Alex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13088386839470770575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xpwSai_B2jw/TUhK9qxNLtI/AAAAAAAAAWc/OqOQ52U-LZM/s220/profile%2Bpicture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xpwSai_B2jw/SVwmTfeKt3I/AAAAAAAAADw/BQ26EBMpV40/s72-c/m-dipnall-evening-sun.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-631040251925149379.post-8733173283573518855</id><published>2008-12-31T07:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T08:07:41.543-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christ'/><title type='text'>my favorite christmas decoration</title><content type='html'>Today we are taking down Christmas decorations.  It always makes me sad to see them taken down.  There is always a year full of adventures before we get to see them again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xpwSai_B2jw/SVuXRr49RKI/AAAAAAAAADg/gtU1lhrOlt0/s1600-h/IMG_1695.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xpwSai_B2jw/SVuXRr49RKI/AAAAAAAAADg/gtU1lhrOlt0/s320/IMG_1695.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285984917744600226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is my most favorite decoration of all time.  It is a Willow Tree nativity that we have slowly gotten as it costs so much!  Mary, Joseph, and the Shepherd along with the creche were given to us by my aunt and uncle a couple of years ago.  My uncle actually hand carved the entire creche, isn't it beautiful!?  Then last year the kids all saved up and bought the wise men for my mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This nativity sits on top of my piano, so I look at it often as I practice and teach piano... I love looking at it as it reminds me of the sacred importance of Christmas and HIS birth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that 2009 will be a year full of remembering Christ in everything that I do!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/631040251925149379-8733173283573518855?l=alexshappyendings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexshappyendings.blogspot.com/feeds/8733173283573518855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alexshappyendings.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-favorite-christmas-decoration.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/631040251925149379/posts/default/8733173283573518855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/631040251925149379/posts/default/8733173283573518855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexshappyendings.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-favorite-christmas-decoration.html' title='my favorite christmas decoration'/><author><name>Alex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13088386839470770575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xpwSai_B2jw/TUhK9qxNLtI/AAAAAAAAAWc/OqOQ52U-LZM/s220/profile%2Bpicture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xpwSai_B2jw/SVuXRr49RKI/AAAAAAAAADg/gtU1lhrOlt0/s72-c/IMG_1695.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-631040251925149379.post-5463587215954939387</id><published>2008-12-26T22:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T22:50:04.532-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Christmas 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Merry Christmas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; everyone!  We had a totally &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;white&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt;, in fact, today they issued a warning that everyone&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; should&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; stay where they are&lt;/span&gt;... we got more than a foot last night!  Was that ever fun to shovel!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday after milking our goats at 6:00, my parents woke everyone else up (I helped milk) and we opened presents.  Then we went to my mom's family to have a delicious but huge brunch.  It was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;so&lt;/span&gt; good!  Then we went and visited my dad's family and then came home and just enjoyed being together!  Here are some pictures from yesterday:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;    &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xpwSai_B2jw/SVXJ48RqCnI/AAAAAAAAACY/SJdCW19-3No/s1600-h/IMG_1291.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xpwSai_B2jw/SVXJ48RqCnI/AAAAAAAAACY/SJdCW19-3No/s320/IMG_1291.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284351717879188082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;me: for once and for all, will you STOP trying to steal my treats?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xpwSai_B2jw/SVXJ4OF2UxI/AAAAAAAAACQ/I8h3Xsf62bs/s1600-h/IMG_1288.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xpwSai_B2jw/SVXJ4OF2UxI/AAAAAAAAACQ/I8h3Xsf62bs/s320/IMG_1288.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284351705481630482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;my cute brother and dad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xpwSai_B2jw/SVXJ3AOwTHI/AAAAAAAAACA/HLrIC39Wm9Q/s1600-h/IMG_1271.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xpwSai_B2jw/SVXJ3AOwTHI/AAAAAAAAACA/HLrIC39Wm9Q/s320/IMG_1271.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284351684581018738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;me: what do you mean you don't want to smile, do it anyway!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xpwSai_B2jw/SVXJ3mvbuwI/AAAAAAAAACI/hIVcDpB4P_s/s1600-h/IMG_1284.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xpwSai_B2jw/SVXJ3mvbuwI/AAAAAAAAACI/hIVcDpB4P_s/s320/IMG_1284.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284351694918630146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;two of my fun sisters :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/631040251925149379-5463587215954939387?l=alexshappyendings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexshappyendings.blogspot.com/feeds/5463587215954939387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alexshappyendings.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-2008.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/631040251925149379/posts/default/5463587215954939387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/631040251925149379/posts/default/5463587215954939387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexshappyendings.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-2008.html' title='Christmas 2008'/><author><name>Alex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13088386839470770575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xpwSai_B2jw/TUhK9qxNLtI/AAAAAAAAAWc/OqOQ52U-LZM/s220/profile%2Bpicture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xpwSai_B2jw/SVXJ48RqCnI/AAAAAAAAACY/SJdCW19-3No/s72-c/IMG_1291.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-631040251925149379.post-8735064400865993600</id><published>2008-12-23T13:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T14:47:59.311-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='piano'/><title type='text'>Piano Recitals</title><content type='html'>This past Saturday I had 2 fantastic recitals...  In the morning I played in a recital for one of my old teachers (she has been helping me get ready for an audition).   It was at the local university and I got to play on a concert grand &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;STEINWAY&lt;/span&gt;!!  My song has never sounded so good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later that evening I had my student recital and it went so well!  They were all so cute and did so well.  I now have a grand total of 14 students, only 10 played that evening, but next year I'm definitely going to have my hands full!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xpwSai_B2jw/SVFfvpp5LFI/AAAAAAAAAAw/RZB5bOyyHSk/s1600-h/IMG_1038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 151px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xpwSai_B2jw/SVFfvpp5LFI/AAAAAAAAAAw/RZB5bOyyHSk/s320/IMG_1038.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283109110122359890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xpwSai_B2jw/SVFjbh_eEzI/AAAAAAAAABo/5Eto_fO453A/s1600-h/IMG_1085.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 151px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xpwSai_B2jw/SVFjbh_eEzI/AAAAAAAAABo/5Eto_fO453A/s320/IMG_1085.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283113162514502450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xpwSai_B2jw/SVFiuPXpfmI/AAAAAAAAABg/xdV65dPicEc/s1600-h/IMG_1078.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xpwSai_B2jw/SVFiuPXpfmI/AAAAAAAAABg/xdV65dPicEc/s320/IMG_1078.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283112384421527138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xpwSai_B2jw/SVFhxZ0GwjI/AAAAAAAAABQ/UwFpQ9BQNcw/s1600-h/IMG_1050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xpwSai_B2jw/SVFhxZ0GwjI/AAAAAAAAABQ/UwFpQ9BQNcw/s320/IMG_1050.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283111339253219890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xpwSai_B2jw/SVFhDmMBbjI/AAAAAAAAABI/74wDPjulbAc/s1600-h/IMG_1054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xpwSai_B2jw/SVFhDmMBbjI/AAAAAAAAABI/74wDPjulbAc/s320/IMG_1054.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283110552300777010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xpwSai_B2jw/SVFgr3FItoI/AAAAAAAAABA/sv1vlghTp7c/s1600-h/IMG_1039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xpwSai_B2jw/SVFgr3FItoI/AAAAAAAAABA/sv1vlghTp7c/s320/IMG_1039.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283110144518436482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xpwSai_B2jw/SVFgGmx9q4I/AAAAAAAAAA4/CLb3YOk4bUg/s1600-h/IMG_1053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 151px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xpwSai_B2jw/SVFgGmx9q4I/AAAAAAAAAA4/CLb3YOk4bUg/s320/IMG_1053.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283109504487893890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xpwSai_B2jw/SVFe2y5iYFI/AAAAAAAAAAg/BM0UEl4LVLk/s1600-h/IMG_1036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xpwSai_B2jw/SVFe2y5iYFI/AAAAAAAAAAg/BM0UEl4LVLk/s320/IMG_1036.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283108133351350354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xpwSai_B2jw/SVFfJJDAkOI/AAAAAAAAAAo/iS-vCokRSOM/s1600-h/IMG_1037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 151px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xpwSai_B2jw/SVFfJJDAkOI/AAAAAAAAAAo/iS-vCokRSOM/s320/IMG_1037.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283108448534302946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xpwSai_B2jw/SVFlUh8fdbI/AAAAAAAAAB4/5pmWBTfcEGo/s1600-h/IMG_1057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xpwSai_B2jw/SVFlUh8fdbI/AAAAAAAAAB4/5pmWBTfcEGo/s320/IMG_1057.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283115241266181554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The above picture was the third attempt of my mom to take&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;a picture of me playing, I guess I wouldn't stop moving. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xpwSai_B2jw/SVFkg3qa8QI/AAAAAAAAABw/_01EkenYS9g/s1600-h/IMG_1081.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xpwSai_B2jw/SVFkg3qa8QI/AAAAAAAAABw/_01EkenYS9g/s320/IMG_1081.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283114353742770434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This last picture is of my adorable 4 yr old brother that I just started in the pre-reading books.  He was playing "Twinkle, Twinkle" and as you can tell from the look on his face (notice his tongue) he was concentrating so hard!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/631040251925149379-8735064400865993600?l=alexshappyendings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexshappyendings.blogspot.com/feeds/8735064400865993600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alexshappyendings.blogspot.com/2008/12/piano-recitals.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/631040251925149379/posts/default/8735064400865993600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/631040251925149379/posts/default/8735064400865993600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexshappyendings.blogspot.com/2008/12/piano-recitals.html' title='Piano Recitals'/><author><name>Alex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13088386839470770575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xpwSai_B2jw/TUhK9qxNLtI/AAAAAAAAAWc/OqOQ52U-LZM/s220/profile%2Bpicture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xpwSai_B2jw/SVFfvpp5LFI/AAAAAAAAAAw/RZB5bOyyHSk/s72-c/IMG_1038.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-631040251925149379.post-9025061920601531194</id><published>2008-12-15T16:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T16:28:46.755-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music therapy'/><title type='text'>Music Therapy Video</title><content type='html'>This is one fantabulous video that shows a little about Music Therapy and has some great music quotes... ENJOY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/aPRkgkZHjqI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/aPRkgkZHjqI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/631040251925149379-9025061920601531194?l=alexshappyendings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexshappyendings.blogspot.com/feeds/9025061920601531194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alexshappyendings.blogspot.com/2008/12/music-therapy-video.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/631040251925149379/posts/default/9025061920601531194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/631040251925149379/posts/default/9025061920601531194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexshappyendings.blogspot.com/2008/12/music-therapy-video.html' title='Music Therapy Video'/><author><name>Alex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13088386839470770575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xpwSai_B2jw/TUhK9qxNLtI/AAAAAAAAAWc/OqOQ52U-LZM/s220/profile%2Bpicture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-631040251925149379.post-5731338054542309959</id><published>2008-12-15T12:59:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T16:30:39.634-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about me'/><title type='text'>every day zeal</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;every day is an &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;opportunity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to make a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;new happy ending&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I choose &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;every day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; as the title for my blog because I love having every single day as the opportunity to be alive, to do great things, to learn, to love and to live a life full of zeal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;zeal...&lt;/span&gt; what exactly does that mean? In the 1828 Noah Webster Dictionary, zeal is described as "an eagerness of desire to accomplish or obtain some object." In a more recent dictionary, it is described as "enthusiastic devotion to a cause, an ideal, or a goal and tireless diligence in its furtherance". For a long while, zeal has been one of my favorite words...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;a zealous life... &lt;/span&gt;is the life that I strive to live! Have you ever had the feeling of being on fire about something? There are so many things that I have zeal for. I absolutely LOVE being alive! There is no use in living a half-hearted life... only one full to the brim with everything good! I have such a passion for the gospel of Jesus Christ! I'm so glad I know of God's love for me... THAT fills my heart with fire!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On this blog I hope to share with you some of my zeal for life! Here is a little bit about me and some of the things that I have zeal for...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* I love &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;music&lt;/span&gt; and am going into Music Therapy... I'm loving every busy moment of it! My main instrument is piano, but I'm also learning guitar and taking voice lessons (a lifelong dream!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* I love my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;fabulous family!&lt;/span&gt; I am the second oldest of a bunch of kids... and it's lots of fun to have so many people around, there is never a dull moment at my house! One of the benefits is that I can study pretty much anywhere, in fact I can't study much at the library as it's so quiet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* I love &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;animals and farming...&lt;/span&gt; sometimes I wish I were born in the 1800's and were a pioneer! We have a small parcel of land and have rabbits, bees, chickens, milk goats and a dog. We had some beef cows until just a couple of weeks ago... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* I love &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;cooking and homemaking &lt;/span&gt;of any sort. Call me weird (many people do) but I love doing laundry and when I'm not studying or teaching piano, I'm using getting some laundry started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* One of the things I have the most zeal for is helping girls love &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;being girls&lt;/span&gt;! I helped with a girls group for awhile and loved teaching them different things... one of my lifetime goals is to write a book for girls/women. More about that later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Last but definitely not least... I LOVE&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;children&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;! &lt;/span&gt;I hope to have a minimum of 12 children someday and love reading about different ways of parenting. 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