<?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-4966734773185207266</id><updated>2012-01-17T19:35:25.256-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Laura Ann</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lauraannjordan.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966734773185207266/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lauraannjordan.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Laura J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09828534787589067287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>83</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966734773185207266.post-605098896945093297</id><published>2010-07-06T21:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-09T19:08:57.388-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SUH-MER</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/TDQMRqfGXdI/AAAAAAAAAt4/7XsxKHOXkJc/s1600/IMG_0920.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491027343273516498" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/TDQMRqfGXdI/AAAAAAAAAt4/7XsxKHOXkJc/s320/IMG_0920.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/TDQLlwJUXWI/AAAAAAAAAtw/pfdYwgzNywg/s1600/IMG_0866.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491026588878527842" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/TDQLlwJUXWI/AAAAAAAAAtw/pfdYwgzNywg/s320/IMG_0866.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/TDQJ8W0CV7I/AAAAAAAAAto/CQIsWlvMq_4/s1600/IMG_0893.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491024778192115634" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/TDQJ8W0CV7I/AAAAAAAAAto/CQIsWlvMq_4/s320/IMG_0893.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/TDQJijgb7YI/AAAAAAAAAtY/BGjx1PVrSKU/s1600/IMG_0918.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491024334922968450" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/TDQJijgb7YI/AAAAAAAAAtY/BGjx1PVrSKU/s320/IMG_0918.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This summer has been so so so great! It's the first summer in a long time that I've felt guilt-free about playing as hard as I can. We all went to the Punch Bowls in Ojai, such a great reward after a 2 hour hike. Nights watching fireworks in Moorpark, and Friday afternoons getting buried in the sand. It's been a great reminder of how much I really do love California, although I do wish I could be in so many places at once. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/TDQH5snJ5rI/AAAAAAAAAsw/6SB2b0saoIQ/s1600/IMG_0883.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491022533480801970" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/TDQH5snJ5rI/AAAAAAAAAsw/6SB2b0saoIQ/s320/IMG_0883.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The kids at the beach are some cool kids from the Thousand Oaks Stake- I first met them when they came to my office- I clean their teeth and stayed at their house for Youth Conf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4966734773185207266-605098896945093297?l=lauraannjordan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lauraannjordan.blogspot.com/feeds/605098896945093297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4966734773185207266&amp;postID=605098896945093297' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966734773185207266/posts/default/605098896945093297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966734773185207266/posts/default/605098896945093297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lauraannjordan.blogspot.com/2010/07/suh-mer.html' title='SUH-MER'/><author><name>Laura J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09828534787589067287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/TDQMRqfGXdI/AAAAAAAAAt4/7XsxKHOXkJc/s72-c/IMG_0920.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966734773185207266.post-5596270357740782332</id><published>2010-06-29T22:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T22:55:21.548-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Something To Live By</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Sometimes I wonder why I never had the MOST wonderful experiences at EFY, Youth Conference, Girls Academy, or even Seminary. I mean, I sought out spiritual experiences and it's not like I had a horrible time at any of the above mentioned activities, but as I watched the girls and boys at the Thousand Oaks, CA Youth Conference I found myself almost jealous of their friendships with one another and their comraderie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I was called one sunday evening by my Relief Society president, she asked if I'd be willing to be a chaperone to 5-6 girls at Youth Conference, I agreed. Little did I know that I would desire sleep like never before, and that I would be taught so much more than what I had prepared to teach them. (I am officially old)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/TCrVy34B1AI/AAAAAAAAAsg/xidvlSJKyvs/s1600/IMG_0800.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488434165873497090" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/TCrVy34B1AI/AAAAAAAAAsg/xidvlSJKyvs/s320/IMG_0800.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me, Sydney &amp;amp; Jamie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;These girls met the Thursday evening of the weekend, they became quick besties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/TCrVhOcaLDI/AAAAAAAAAsY/bOlk53n31wk/s1600/IMG_0790.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488433862694022194" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/TCrVhOcaLDI/AAAAAAAAAsY/bOlk53n31wk/s320/IMG_0790.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is the whole group. Our boys weren't female saavy to say the least. It's ok though, they were all 14-15 years old. BUT, it was awkward because 3 of my girls were 16-18, they were such good sports about it all though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/TCrTf9bbz5I/AAAAAAAAAsI/ZddymSdJrJU/s1600/IMG_0851.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488431641923407762" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/TCrTf9bbz5I/AAAAAAAAAsI/ZddymSdJrJU/s320/IMG_0851.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Alexa, Stephanie, Laura, Jamie, Sydney, &amp;amp; Monica&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/TCrTLfdx9qI/AAAAAAAAAsA/hj8NgmoiPWE/s1600/IMG_0830.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488431290282800802" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/TCrTLfdx9qI/AAAAAAAAAsA/hj8NgmoiPWE/s320/IMG_0830.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our service project was Habitat For Humanity. It was so great to help. After working with these kids I believe that there are some in the world who don't know how to utilitize their bodies for work. (How's that for putting it nicely:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/TCrS9YwbbRI/AAAAAAAAAr4/-gp2MXg6Hmk/s1600/IMG_0819.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488431047963798802" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/TCrS9YwbbRI/AAAAAAAAAr4/-gp2MXg6Hmk/s320/IMG_0819.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; DIVA's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/TCrS0GVul5I/AAAAAAAAArw/BRpMFj5lDDg/s1600/IMG_0818.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488430888401147794" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/TCrS0GVul5I/AAAAAAAAArw/BRpMFj5lDDg/s320/IMG_0818.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After every organized activity that ended at 11pm there would be an after party til at least 1am. This is me snuggling up to my girls saying, "Have you talked to any cute boys tonight?...Oh, you haven't? Well, pick it up, Im ready for bed!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/TCrSocoWtbI/AAAAAAAAAro/uM-5UaYSA_4/s1600/IMG_0792.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 321px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 185px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488430688226424242" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/TCrSocoWtbI/AAAAAAAAAro/uM-5UaYSA_4/s320/IMG_0792.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I had 5 girls- one too many for my little Mazda. An amazing woman named Tahne Lutz traded cars with me for the weekend. She had my Mazda 6 while I romped around in her Diesel Expedition.  Yes, please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes I think how I wish had taken more risks. Like, go on a mission, or applied to be an EFY counselor, or even attempted to get good grades at a JC and transfer to BYU.   I think the fear of rejection trumps all.  But, I do know that I have experienced my life the way I've needed to so I could be prepared to be the best Youth Chaperone I know how for the girls in my group. I had a fantastic weekend, and learned so much about myself and that I (a 27 year old single woman) have more in common with these girls than not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4966734773185207266-5596270357740782332?l=lauraannjordan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lauraannjordan.blogspot.com/feeds/5596270357740782332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4966734773185207266&amp;postID=5596270357740782332' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966734773185207266/posts/default/5596270357740782332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966734773185207266/posts/default/5596270357740782332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lauraannjordan.blogspot.com/2010/06/something-to-live-by.html' title='Something To Live By'/><author><name>Laura J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09828534787589067287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/TCrVy34B1AI/AAAAAAAAAsg/xidvlSJKyvs/s72-c/IMG_0800.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966734773185207266.post-7641952286468073054</id><published>2010-06-01T12:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T13:10:53.435-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing to Gossip about, but it is Something...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/TAVker9PwHI/AAAAAAAAArY/dHFrCHdQiRM/s1600/IMG_9796.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477895000124538994" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/TAVker9PwHI/AAAAAAAAArY/dHFrCHdQiRM/s320/IMG_9796.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Matt &amp;amp; Jules are close by, i LOVE being able to spend evenings with them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/TAVkTHLDyRI/AAAAAAAAArQ/hoqbH8qMO9U/s1600/5-2010+(3).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477894801271802130" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/TAVkTHLDyRI/AAAAAAAAArQ/hoqbH8qMO9U/s320/5-2010+(3).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Brittani, Chelsey &amp;amp; Laura we tagged along w/ Jonny to see a Dodger game for fleece blanket night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/TAVkIoFTKxI/AAAAAAAAArI/m6_MqVZo-qI/s1600/26990_357153082662_782942662_3666526_1760301_n.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477894621127453458" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/TAVkIoFTKxI/AAAAAAAAArI/m6_MqVZo-qI/s320/26990_357153082662_782942662_3666526_1760301_n.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; FHE around here is a Clippers game :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/TAVj_kO8bWI/AAAAAAAAArA/BfsdDrhpPNg/s1600/25707_1427915066221_1483147182_1104211_16094_n.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477894465475341666" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/TAVj_kO8bWI/AAAAAAAAArA/BfsdDrhpPNg/s320/25707_1427915066221_1483147182_1104211_16094_n.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Friday night dance in Camarillo- SO fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/TAVju98ZT3I/AAAAAAAAAq4/iL5ylUloJFU/s1600/P1000288.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477894180319088498" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/TAVju98ZT3I/AAAAAAAAAq4/iL5ylUloJFU/s320/P1000288.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We did the Miracle Miles For Kids run from Morro Rock-Cayucos pier&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/TAVi1MZhNjI/AAAAAAAAAqw/YkfuogM58Ig/s1600/IMG_0197.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477893187766924850" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/TAVi1MZhNjI/AAAAAAAAAqw/YkfuogM58Ig/s320/IMG_0197.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; For work I got laser certified. It's all the rage to treat periodontal disease with lasers. I've come to find that it really is ligit, follow up appts are show significant signs of improvment!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/TAViqJO3sMI/AAAAAAAAAqo/x2zj4paVJy8/s1600/IMG_0510.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477892997938393282" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/TAViqJO3sMI/AAAAAAAAAqo/x2zj4paVJy8/s320/IMG_0510.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I spent a weekend in SLC with the girls and Nikki's guy. SOOOOO fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/TAViYcnVtOI/AAAAAAAAAqg/1heyP-LVJKc/s1600/IMG_0694.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477892693903652066" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/TAViYcnVtOI/AAAAAAAAAqg/1heyP-LVJKc/s320/IMG_0694.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ut ohhh...a Cafe Rio in Manhattan Beach, CA? Yes, tis' the death of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/TAViN7gukBI/AAAAAAAAAqY/9EYfKomyXlc/s1600/IMG_0693.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477892513218859026" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/TAViN7gukBI/AAAAAAAAAqY/9EYfKomyXlc/s320/IMG_0693.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Annie came to town!! She travels with her husband Brady for his BYU soccer games! I love the familiar face!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/TAViEjWTOtI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/01JnMUemx2k/s1600/IMG_0691.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477892352113851090" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/TAViEjWTOtI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/01JnMUemx2k/s320/IMG_0691.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My life during baseball season is this- Beau playing high school ball. He's lucky I love him, and I love watching baseball more and more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/TAVhqq9J0rI/AAAAAAAAAqI/EEsOe3s358I/s1600/IMG_0682.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477891907479261874" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/TAVhqq9J0rI/AAAAAAAAAqI/EEsOe3s358I/s320/IMG_0682.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Clarissa got a job with jetBlue, she flew into town for the day!! We played in Huntington Beach, just enough time for a sunburn to show off in UTAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;After much encouragement via family &amp;amp; friends I thought I'd update el blogo. I could tell you every gory deet of my life, but really is that necessary? No. They also say a picture says a hundred (or is it a thousand) words.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Living here in Thousand Oaks/Oak Park has been all I had hoped for. I love living with Aunt Shelly &amp;amp; Uncle Paul; not to mention Beau and Jake who live here too. I tell everyone Shelly is the best roomie I've ever had. Not to mention Ma n' Pa are just up the freeway, its great to be able to head up to Visalia when I've got a free weekend. Even better when they have a free weekend I get visitors :) Love it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Work is going splendidly (that almost looks like splendiddly). Dr Brown, the Dr I worked for many moons ago as an assistant has hired me on Tuesdays and Thursdays. Its great to work for someone I trust. I'm also working in Ventura Mon/Wed, and hopefully taking on two fridays a month soon.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;You know how it goes when you move somewhere new you feel like you have to go everywhere, see everyone, and be seen by everyone? Welp, thats what I did when I first got here, mission accomplished! Now, as far as going to everything and being seen by everyone? I'm a little burnt out and am layin' low in the sun, I mean I still go and play, but....ya know.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;It wouldn't be a complete blogo if I blasted my dating life all over the internet. Not going to happen, because there is no such thing. I dated someone for like 2 seconds, when that pittered out in February I've been minglin'.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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/4966734773185207266-7641952286468073054?l=lauraannjordan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lauraannjordan.blogspot.com/feeds/7641952286468073054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4966734773185207266&amp;postID=7641952286468073054' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966734773185207266/posts/default/7641952286468073054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966734773185207266/posts/default/7641952286468073054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lauraannjordan.blogspot.com/2010/06/nothing-to-gossip-about-but-it-is.html' title='Nothing to Gossip about, but it is Something...'/><author><name>Laura J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09828534787589067287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/TAVker9PwHI/AAAAAAAAArY/dHFrCHdQiRM/s72-c/IMG_9796.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966734773185207266.post-3998748710156308515</id><published>2010-03-27T18:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T09:36:36.531-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dr Chase</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/S6-FilxKEsI/AAAAAAAAAp4/WZczRCI3YO0/s1600/Mar+2010+CA+037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453724503069299394" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/S6-FilxKEsI/AAAAAAAAAp4/WZczRCI3YO0/s200/Mar+2010+CA+037.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/S66zHNrRxwI/AAAAAAAAApo/6rYt8sjXNI4/s1600/jessespencer-288x375.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 154px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453493135303886594" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/S66zHNrRxwI/AAAAAAAAApo/6rYt8sjXNI4/s200/jessespencer-288x375.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Also known as Jesse Spencer. Today I ran a 10k here in Agoura, CA; an event that is mega attended. So what are the chances that as we were standing, waiting for start, my friend whispers, "Oh my gosh, that's Chase from House." I non-chalantly turn to see his beautiful face, and hear his Aussie accent, he was standing there only 1 foot from us the whole time!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a new crush.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4966734773185207266-3998748710156308515?l=lauraannjordan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lauraannjordan.blogspot.com/feeds/3998748710156308515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4966734773185207266&amp;postID=3998748710156308515' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966734773185207266/posts/default/3998748710156308515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966734773185207266/posts/default/3998748710156308515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lauraannjordan.blogspot.com/2010/03/dr-chase.html' title='Dr Chase'/><author><name>Laura J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09828534787589067287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/S6-FilxKEsI/AAAAAAAAAp4/WZczRCI3YO0/s72-c/Mar+2010+CA+037.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966734773185207266.post-3061571880090220074</id><published>2010-02-26T16:44:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T17:03:41.766-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SUGARLAND</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.countryuniverse.net/wp-content/uploads/2009/02/sugarland27_v_e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://www.countryuniverse.net/wp-content/uploads/2009/02/sugarland27_v_e.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; If you know me as well as you think you do you'll know that &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I LOVE COUNTRY MUSIC&lt;/span&gt;! It's not like a, "Im in the country mood" b/c I am always in the mood for country. My parents have always laughed when they're in the car with me because every song has a memory, &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;"Oh, this reminds me of my ex"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"This reminds me of that one night"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;"The last time I heard this I was here"&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now that I live in the land of emo's my taste in music is unique. There are people here who enjoy country music, but I LOVE it. When I don't have cable TV the only thing I &lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt; miss is &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;CMT &amp;amp; GAC&lt;/span&gt; (that and E!). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've always loved my boys: &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Kenny, Brad, George and Alan&lt;/span&gt;; but the women aren't always consistant. Carrie is a sell-out, and Faith is over rated. Martina is bomb, and so is Sara. But consistantly, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SUGARLAND&lt;/span&gt; has stolen my heart. Every CD, every word is amazing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4966734773185207266-3061571880090220074?l=lauraannjordan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lauraannjordan.blogspot.com/feeds/3061571880090220074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4966734773185207266&amp;postID=3061571880090220074' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966734773185207266/posts/default/3061571880090220074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966734773185207266/posts/default/3061571880090220074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lauraannjordan.blogspot.com/2010/02/sugarland.html' title='SUGARLAND'/><author><name>Laura J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09828534787589067287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966734773185207266.post-2962671336432083378</id><published>2010-02-04T14:23:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T14:34:07.559-08:00</updated><title type='text'>When Will April be Here?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;DIVAs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;LBFF &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Loud Best Friends Forever)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/S2tJx48A7YI/AAAAAAAAApg/HvskujcnPJU/s1600-h/kbweds3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434518496799157634" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/S2tJx48A7YI/AAAAAAAAApg/HvskujcnPJU/s320/kbweds3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/S2tJop5jgyI/AAAAAAAAApY/Dylg4ffQQBA/s1600-h/kbweds2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434518338143486754" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/S2tJop5jgyI/AAAAAAAAApY/Dylg4ffQQBA/s320/kbweds2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/S2tJds4SMQI/AAAAAAAAApQ/hh7dBzDRHgk/s1600-h/halloween1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434518149964902658" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/S2tJds4SMQI/AAAAAAAAApQ/hh7dBzDRHgk/s320/halloween1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;APRIL 28, 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;SISTER LATANYA comes home soon!!! Latanya has been on her mission in Colonia, YAP (who knows where that is, Guam-ish), she has been my most favorite pen-pal the whole time.  The letters I write to her are 10 pages long and the ones I get back are even better and longer!  We were roomies in SLC w/ her sister Mel, and friends Nikki, Joanna, &amp;amp; Jenilyn, w/ an occasional visit from Mar Mar and Tor Tor.  I miss the days, and I miss Tans even more. I can't wait for APRIL!!!&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&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/4966734773185207266-2962671336432083378?l=lauraannjordan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lauraannjordan.blogspot.com/feeds/2962671336432083378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4966734773185207266&amp;postID=2962671336432083378' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966734773185207266/posts/default/2962671336432083378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966734773185207266/posts/default/2962671336432083378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lauraannjordan.blogspot.com/2010/02/when-will-april-be-here.html' title='When Will April be Here?'/><author><name>Laura J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09828534787589067287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/S2tJx48A7YI/AAAAAAAAApg/HvskujcnPJU/s72-c/kbweds3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966734773185207266.post-7849513970077022696</id><published>2010-01-21T22:21:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T22:27:01.897-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HOPE in 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/S1lEL1E2WhI/AAAAAAAAApI/ZiFsVj3tQis/s1600-h/IMG_9602.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/_ttmEVFxi-d0/S1lEL1E2WhI/AAAAAAAAApI/ZiFsVj3tQis/s320/IMG_9602.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429445795788511762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a friend, her name is Maren, she is always using the word 'hope'.  I have decided to apply it to my New Years Resolutions.  The economy, the politicians and their messes, even professional athletes have let me down in 2009.  So, in 2010 I am choosing to rise above, I have HOPE IN 2010. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;HOPE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&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 style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4966734773185207266-7849513970077022696?l=lauraannjordan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lauraannjordan.blogspot.com/feeds/7849513970077022696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4966734773185207266&amp;postID=7849513970077022696' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966734773185207266/posts/default/7849513970077022696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966734773185207266/posts/default/7849513970077022696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lauraannjordan.blogspot.com/2010/01/hope-in-2010.html' title='HOPE in 2010'/><author><name>Laura J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09828534787589067287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/S1lEL1E2WhI/AAAAAAAAApI/ZiFsVj3tQis/s72-c/IMG_9602.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966734773185207266.post-1896055185574482244</id><published>2010-01-19T20:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T21:18:19.544-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy As 'Uh Bee</title><content type='html'>SYKE!! Not that kind of love!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been here in LA since November and it's been nothing but GO! GO! GO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exhibit A:&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/_ttmEVFxi-d0/S1aMJW4vu6I/AAAAAAAAAno/qemoLNf8Dvc/s1600-h/IMG_0810.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/_ttmEVFxi-d0/S1aMJW4vu6I/AAAAAAAAAno/qemoLNf8Dvc/s320/IMG_0810.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428680493232012194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My first weekend home Dad &amp;amp; I ran in the Visalia 5k Thanksgiving morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/S1aMj5uSBVI/AAAAAAAAAnw/NjZHsFtrjPs/s1600-h/IMG_9162.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/S1aMj5uSBVI/AAAAAAAAAnw/NjZHsFtrjPs/s320/IMG_9162.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428680949259961682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My first visit to the Forever 21 in Hanford.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/S1aN8To_c_I/AAAAAAAAAn4/noPF9AAXGew/s1600-h/IMG_9171.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/_ttmEVFxi-d0/S1aN8To_c_I/AAAAAAAAAn4/noPF9AAXGew/s320/IMG_9171.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428682468045583346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/S1aOTvnyhrI/AAAAAAAAAoA/BeUYN8MUk4g/s1600-h/IMG_9203.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/_ttmEVFxi-d0/S1aOTvnyhrI/AAAAAAAAAoA/BeUYN8MUk4g/s320/IMG_9203.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428682870693725874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Spent time w/ HS besties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/S1aO42Uy1RI/AAAAAAAAAoI/lhNhEKBut_g/s1600-h/IMG_9190.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/_ttmEVFxi-d0/S1aO42Uy1RI/AAAAAAAAAoI/lhNhEKBut_g/s320/IMG_9190.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428683508148262162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tammy got married to Jon Dean!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/S1aPPEydmeI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/SLNMt-peV7A/s1600-h/IMG_9155.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/S1aPPEydmeI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/SLNMt-peV7A/s320/IMG_9155.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428683889987918306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Went hiking in the hills of LA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/S1aP-mtX7gI/AAAAAAAAAoY/l9CgQLQ4Pgw/s1600-h/017.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/_ttmEVFxi-d0/S1aP-mtX7gI/AAAAAAAAAoY/l9CgQLQ4Pgw/s320/017.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428684706547232258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Spent time w/ these special rascals&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/S1aQakUKVKI/AAAAAAAAAog/q8xIjnN7ySE/s1600-h/IMG_0899.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/_ttmEVFxi-d0/S1aQakUKVKI/AAAAAAAAAog/q8xIjnN7ySE/s320/IMG_0899.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428685186940949666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/S1aRv2K422I/AAAAAAAAApA/HGHEeNKIbeg/s1600-h/IMG_9453.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/S1aRv2K422I/AAAAAAAAApA/HGHEeNKIbeg/s320/IMG_9453.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428686652022774626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/S1aQtqeWPEI/AAAAAAAAAoo/dnkNHrMOdAo/s1600-h/IMG_0903.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/_ttmEVFxi-d0/S1aQtqeWPEI/AAAAAAAAAoo/dnkNHrMOdAo/s320/IMG_0903.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428685515011800130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/S1aRCFXvg3I/AAAAAAAAAow/67dSNmdv1uU/s1600-h/IMG_0922.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/_ttmEVFxi-d0/S1aRCFXvg3I/AAAAAAAAAow/67dSNmdv1uU/s320/IMG_0922.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428685865829237618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/_ttmEVFxi-d0/S1aRR_Ldb2I/AAAAAAAAAo4/AKdbq0wircA/s1600-h/IMG_5411.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/S1aRR_Ldb2I/AAAAAAAAAo4/AKdbq0wircA/s320/IMG_5411.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428686139045015394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My sister Louise, organized a 20's Murder mystery game. SOOOO FUN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Anyway, you get the picture...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/4966734773185207266-1896055185574482244?l=lauraannjordan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lauraannjordan.blogspot.com/feeds/1896055185574482244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4966734773185207266&amp;postID=1896055185574482244' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966734773185207266/posts/default/1896055185574482244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966734773185207266/posts/default/1896055185574482244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lauraannjordan.blogspot.com/2010/01/busy-as-uh-bee.html' title='Busy As &apos;Uh Bee'/><author><name>Laura J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09828534787589067287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/S1aMJW4vu6I/AAAAAAAAAno/qemoLNf8Dvc/s72-c/IMG_0810.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966734773185207266.post-651230004573120526</id><published>2009-12-07T22:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T23:15:20.663-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I've Been TAGGED</title><content type='html'>...and I don't mean in a Facebook picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RULES: search google images to match your answers, only use images from first 2 pages of your search.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY AGE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.dwarf.org.uk/downloads/images/26m.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 443px; height: 443px;" src="http://www.dwarf.org.uk/downloads/images/26m.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLACE I'VE BEEN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.eurotur.com.ar/html/paquetes/ecuadorquit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://www.eurotur.com.ar/html/paquetes/ecuadorquit.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quito, Ecuador. Actually walked this very same street to get to the cathedral.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;PLACE I'D LIKE TO GO:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.countryuniverse.net/wp-content/uploads/2009/02/halloffamelogo.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 247px;" src="http://www.countryuniverse.net/wp-content/uploads/2009/02/halloffamelogo.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nashville, TN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;ONE OF MY FAVORITE PLACES:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images-2.redbubble.net/img/art/size:large/view:main/2636280-2-an-old-country-road-with-oaktrees.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 550px; height: 353px;" src="http://images-2.redbubble.net/img/art/size:large/view:main/2636280-2-an-old-country-road-with-oaktrees.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Any country road on a sunday drive in the fall. ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;MY FAVORITE OBJECT:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.soundentistry.com/storage/toothbrush.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 270px; height: 318px;" src="http://www.soundentistry.com/storage/toothbrush.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;FAVORITE FOOD:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://mar.baronelawyer.com/images/Breyers%20Van%20Fudge%20twirl.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 275px; height: 200px;" src="http://mar.baronelawyer.com/images/Breyers%20Van%20Fudge%20twirl.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;FAVORITE ANIMAL:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.hartzer.com/spring-litter-2007/black-chocolate-female-lab-puppy-04-25-07a-opt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 350px; height: 275px;" src="http://www.hartzer.com/spring-litter-2007/black-chocolate-female-lab-puppy-04-25-07a-opt.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FAVORITE COLOR:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.photographyjam.com/images/43.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 275px;" src="http://www.photographyjam.com/images/43.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;WHERE I WAS BORN:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.milaninstitute.edu/images/jpg/visalia-city-pic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://www.milaninstitute.edu/images/jpg/visalia-city-pic.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visalia, California&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;PAST LOVE:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bevello.files.wordpress.com/2009/05/1987-side-ponytail.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 402px; height: 536px;" src="http://bevello.files.wordpress.com/2009/05/1987-side-ponytail.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'd rock the high pony probably til 7th grade.  I always hated to end such a good thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I TAG- Marge, Louise, Anna, Jonelle, Emigh, M&amp;amp;D (if you're up to it)&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/4966734773185207266-651230004573120526?l=lauraannjordan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lauraannjordan.blogspot.com/feeds/651230004573120526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4966734773185207266&amp;postID=651230004573120526' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966734773185207266/posts/default/651230004573120526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966734773185207266/posts/default/651230004573120526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lauraannjordan.blogspot.com/2009/12/ive-been-tagged.html' title='I&apos;ve Been TAGGED'/><author><name>Laura J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09828534787589067287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966734773185207266.post-4750056276777915679</id><published>2009-11-29T22:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T22:20:14.074-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Evaluation</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.mrcheapstuff.com/images/gas_gauge.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 285px; height: 300px;" src="http://www.mrcheapstuff.com/images/gas_gauge.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today I woke up and felt empty. I don't know why.  I spent a holiday filled with family and friends, life has been non-stop since Jan. I thought I was missing someone, or the idea of someone.  Maybe it was because I had eaten horribly the day before?  Or I hadn't exercised?  Maybe I just needed a fresh glass of water?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But after a spirit-filled day at church I felt full again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A man spoke about his Humanitarian Mission with his wife, they were called to dig wells in Africa and educate the people.  He talked about everything he is thankful for.   I attended a new-member baptism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt his arms around me today.  I have nothing to feel empty about.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4966734773185207266-4750056276777915679?l=lauraannjordan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lauraannjordan.blogspot.com/feeds/4750056276777915679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4966734773185207266&amp;postID=4750056276777915679' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966734773185207266/posts/default/4750056276777915679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966734773185207266/posts/default/4750056276777915679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lauraannjordan.blogspot.com/2009/11/evaluation.html' title='Evaluation'/><author><name>Laura J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09828534787589067287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966734773185207266.post-4485188338830960137</id><published>2009-11-09T22:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T23:09:35.234-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bouncin' Outta Boise</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Boise, Id&lt;br /&gt;Jan 2008 - Nov 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SvkPvWIQpvI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/clqQhVz9m8E/s1600-h/IMG_7501.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/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SvkPvWIQpvI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/clqQhVz9m8E/s320/IMG_7501.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402366534076114674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SvkPvOJeLTI/AAAAAAAAAnI/j6-_ny761HE/s1600-h/IMG_8234.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SvkPvOJeLTI/AAAAAAAAAnI/j6-_ny761HE/s320/IMG_8234.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402366531933711666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SvkOHBNh9oI/AAAAAAAAAmg/jbaJKVIv7TY/s1600-h/Swan+Falls,+ID+%2815%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SvkOHBNh9oI/AAAAAAAAAmg/jbaJKVIv7TY/s320/Swan+Falls,+ID+%2815%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402364741754680962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SvkNISHqxeI/AAAAAAAAAmY/bmVQz5aGuko/s1600-h/IMG_7056.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/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SvkNISHqxeI/AAAAAAAAAmY/bmVQz5aGuko/s320/IMG_7056.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402363663961736674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SvkNHyHhJXI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/Ub0amByCpps/s1600-h/IMG_8384.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/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SvkNHyHhJXI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/Ub0amByCpps/s320/IMG_8384.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402363655371171186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SvkNHV_KHOI/AAAAAAAAAmI/hnFbWaZx_2M/s1600-h/IMG_9043.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/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SvkNHV_KHOI/AAAAAAAAAmI/hnFbWaZx_2M/s320/IMG_9043.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402363647819914466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SvkNHH8iQ3I/AAAAAAAAAmA/AJXHpv8s2TE/s1600-h/IMG_8878.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/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SvkNHH8iQ3I/AAAAAAAAAmA/AJXHpv8s2TE/s320/IMG_8878.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402363644050817906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SvkNGvZeGSI/AAAAAAAAAl4/DNaMLkMI7TM/s1600-h/IMG_8971.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/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SvkNGvZeGSI/AAAAAAAAAl4/DNaMLkMI7TM/s320/IMG_8971.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402363637461293346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In November 2007 I left for Ecuador.  When I came back I wouldn't know where I was going to live, but I left the country anyway.  While I was gone Apollo College accepted me into their Dental Hygiene Program.  Boise, Idaho changed my life in sooo many ways.  I fell in love with Idaho, fantastic countryside, great people, new hobbies, new habits, a new me. Thanks Boise for the good times!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I live in Thousand Oaks, CA!!!!  Looking for work as a hygienist...you know I'll keep you informed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4966734773185207266-4485188338830960137?l=lauraannjordan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lauraannjordan.blogspot.com/feeds/4485188338830960137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4966734773185207266&amp;postID=4485188338830960137' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966734773185207266/posts/default/4485188338830960137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966734773185207266/posts/default/4485188338830960137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lauraannjordan.blogspot.com/2009/11/bouncin-outta-boise.html' title='Bouncin&apos; Outta Boise'/><author><name>Laura J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09828534787589067287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SvkPvWIQpvI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/clqQhVz9m8E/s72-c/IMG_7501.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966734773185207266.post-718361175555311417</id><published>2009-10-31T02:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T03:28:38.368-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ma n' Pop</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SuwH9N0pPfI/AAAAAAAAAlw/HLVgj7fIfxg/s1600-h/IMG_4109.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/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SuwH9N0pPfI/AAAAAAAAAlw/HLVgj7fIfxg/s320/IMG_4109.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398698801574264306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SuwH8xrqdfI/AAAAAAAAAlo/jzrKBrfmKxM/s1600-h/1988+fam+pic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 251px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SuwH8xrqdfI/AAAAAAAAAlo/jzrKBrfmKxM/s320/1988+fam+pic.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398698794020402674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tis' the season of my parents' &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;birthdays&lt;/span&gt;.  Mom on October 24 and Dad on November 3.  This year is not a hugely significant year, as far as age goes.  But, because I have no funds to deliver a present, this is my dedication to my MA N' PA!  I have had so many memories with both of my parents:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MOM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everytime we laugh so hard...soooo hard. she gets the giggles too ya know!&lt;br /&gt;shopping vacations&lt;br /&gt;trying on her wedding dress&lt;br /&gt;Estes Beauty School trips to get our nails done&lt;br /&gt;everynight she read the Sandman Book to Marge and I in our room, her soft voice would always win against the will to stay awake&lt;br /&gt;EVERYday when she'd pick us up from school, she was home EVERYday, I could always count on it.  Sometimes she would have Jack in The Box curly fries and shakes in the car for us when we hopped in, the best days ever.&lt;br /&gt;cooking together&lt;br /&gt;sharing cookie dough or brownie mix&lt;br /&gt;watching Sabrina or Sleepless in Seattle all hours of the night&lt;br /&gt;Food 4 Less shopping trips&lt;br /&gt;volleyball mom days&lt;br /&gt;I LOVED it growing up when Mom would clean our ears...sick, I know, but so necessary&lt;br /&gt;Mom always looks so pretty when she gets dressed up for one of Dad's work things or a super fancy church event.&lt;br /&gt;miracles&lt;br /&gt;YW was always better when Mom was there...safer, ya know?&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least- DEWARS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;DAD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;daddy daughter dates&lt;br /&gt;long talks on the drive home&lt;br /&gt;watching him speak in front of congregations and being so proud&lt;br /&gt;working in the yard side by side. a sense of camaraderie&lt;br /&gt;his love for Surplus City&lt;br /&gt;when I need mail forwarded there's always a note from dad&lt;br /&gt;Priesthood Power&lt;br /&gt;ski trips&lt;br /&gt;how excited he gets when he has a surprise for you&lt;br /&gt;his endurance to exercise, even on the HOTTEST days&lt;br /&gt;as a little girl hanging out in the room watching him shave, iron his shirt, tie his tie, spic and span&lt;br /&gt;standing on shoulders in the pool&lt;br /&gt;dad and I got stung because he had to rescue me from a swarm of wasps, I was playing w/ a hose on the patio, hit a nest and he grabbed me and tossed me in the pool&lt;br /&gt;jumping on the trampoline&lt;br /&gt;the best sense of humor ever&lt;br /&gt;black and white westerns&lt;br /&gt;when he'd tell us that the oil pumps in Oildale were grasshoppers&lt;br /&gt;he's always got a pack of Trident gum in the top drawer of his desk at work. 1/2 piece only or you look like a cow. then we'd play w/ the stamps and papers in the copy room&lt;br /&gt;save the best for last- Sunday Drives on his lap through the fields and when he taught me how to drive stick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everytime I leave home after a visit it's like I'll never see them again, I get homesick immediately.  There's nothing like a warm hug from your parents, and the confidence that you make them proud.  We've come a long way since the beginning, all grown up!  They're empty nesters now, but between them visiting us and us visiting them, we're never apart for too long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY!    &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/4966734773185207266-718361175555311417?l=lauraannjordan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lauraannjordan.blogspot.com/feeds/718361175555311417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4966734773185207266&amp;postID=718361175555311417' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966734773185207266/posts/default/718361175555311417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966734773185207266/posts/default/718361175555311417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lauraannjordan.blogspot.com/2009/10/ma-n-pop.html' title='Ma n&apos; Pop'/><author><name>Laura J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09828534787589067287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SuwH9N0pPfI/AAAAAAAAAlw/HLVgj7fIfxg/s72-c/IMG_4109.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966734773185207266.post-910827854353739735</id><published>2009-10-23T08:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T08:44:04.937-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SUMMAH NI-IGHTS!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;RASCAL FLATTS &amp;amp; DARIUS RUCKER&lt;br /&gt;FRESNO, CA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hello! It was amazing! Valerie, Sarah, Krista and I attended the biggest bomb concert ever.  I know, who hasn't seen Rascal Flatts?  It was a first for all 4 of us!  It was so fun!  I went to a Kenney Chesney concert with my sister Louise and that's the only one that comes close to the joy I felt when I walked into the Save Mart Center and realized I was there to see not JUST Rascal but Darius Rucker too!  He was also amazing!!  He sang his new songs, and some Hootie too! Even better at the end of the concert when they both were out together D.R. sang one of Rascals songs, he sounded just like them.  HA! If you ever get the chance to go to see either one, GO!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SuHLOb98x7I/AAAAAAAAAlQ/rHbhAs7iGHo/s1600-h/IMG_8756.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/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SuHLOb98x7I/AAAAAAAAAlQ/rHbhAs7iGHo/s320/IMG_8756.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395817277452765106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SuHLaqS7CCI/AAAAAAAAAlY/lkwaYi5175s/s1600-h/IMG_8768.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/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SuHLaqS7CCI/AAAAAAAAAlY/lkwaYi5175s/s320/IMG_8768.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395817487457257506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SuHLN653IcI/AAAAAAAAAlI/YTLlHS30Zv0/s1600-h/IMG_8761.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/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SuHLN653IcI/AAAAAAAAAlI/YTLlHS30Zv0/s320/IMG_8761.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395817268577247682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SuHKqas-T3I/AAAAAAAAAlA/FEUwhxHvkEE/s1600-h/IMG_8766.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/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SuHKqas-T3I/AAAAAAAAAlA/FEUwhxHvkEE/s320/IMG_8766.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395816658637836146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I don't think KB took one serious picture, here she is w/ Sarah Sayre. &lt;br /&gt;(She's KW but I haven't shaken it yet, she'll always be KB to me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SuHKp1ENXYI/AAAAAAAAAk4/5jHJmdzuB60/s1600-h/IMG_8771.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/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SuHKp1ENXYI/AAAAAAAAAk4/5jHJmdzuB60/s320/IMG_8771.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395816648534744450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SuHKpgg36xI/AAAAAAAAAkw/ZASHrEh1qmk/s1600-h/IMG_8798.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/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SuHKpgg36xI/AAAAAAAAAkw/ZASHrEh1qmk/s320/IMG_8798.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395816643017829138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SuHKpUzcjsI/AAAAAAAAAko/8Y594G8Kejg/s1600-h/IMG_8792.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/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SuHKpUzcjsI/AAAAAAAAAko/8Y594G8Kejg/s320/IMG_8792.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395816639874502338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Valerie ALLLLLL night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SuHKo-6OEDI/AAAAAAAAAkg/Sp-_12QNVH0/s1600-h/IMG_8794.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/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SuHKo-6OEDI/AAAAAAAAAkg/Sp-_12QNVH0/s320/IMG_8794.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395816633997332530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;These little guys were troopers.  They were awake, sleep, awake, sleep all night.  One of them knew all the words to Darius Rucker. Good Kids.&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/4966734773185207266-910827854353739735?l=lauraannjordan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lauraannjordan.blogspot.com/feeds/910827854353739735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4966734773185207266&amp;postID=910827854353739735' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966734773185207266/posts/default/910827854353739735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966734773185207266/posts/default/910827854353739735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lauraannjordan.blogspot.com/2009/10/summah-ni-ights.html' title='SUMMAH NI-IGHTS!!'/><author><name>Laura J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09828534787589067287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SuHLOb98x7I/AAAAAAAAAlQ/rHbhAs7iGHo/s72-c/IMG_8756.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966734773185207266.post-8326601735642216238</id><published>2009-10-18T23:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T23:43:04.268-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SoCal</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/StwJnNq8IPI/AAAAAAAAAkY/zYpmup2xlHY/s1600-h/IMG_8646.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/StwJnNq8IPI/AAAAAAAAAkY/zYpmup2xlHY/s320/IMG_8646.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394197022972322034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/StwJmRL9wvI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/JcMf1Q-WJ3M/s1600-h/IMG_8650.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/_ttmEVFxi-d0/StwJmRL9wvI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/JcMf1Q-WJ3M/s320/IMG_8650.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394197006736278258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/StwJlw98XZI/AAAAAAAAAkI/oLMSFKZQ0yk/s1600-h/IMG_8651.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/_ttmEVFxi-d0/StwJlw98XZI/AAAAAAAAAkI/oLMSFKZQ0yk/s320/IMG_8651.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394196998087531922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/StwJGwGdkwI/AAAAAAAAAkA/ucb1C4knSwU/s1600-h/IMG_8653.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/_ttmEVFxi-d0/StwJGwGdkwI/AAAAAAAAAkA/ucb1C4knSwU/s320/IMG_8653.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394196465278882562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/StwJGJ2dTXI/AAAAAAAAAj4/Tc0YnQNP28s/s1600-h/IMG_8652.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/_ttmEVFxi-d0/StwJGJ2dTXI/AAAAAAAAAj4/Tc0YnQNP28s/s320/IMG_8652.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394196455011208562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/StwJFubA47I/AAAAAAAAAjw/gwrfbDsYSaA/s1600-h/IMG_8662.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/_ttmEVFxi-d0/StwJFubA47I/AAAAAAAAAjw/gwrfbDsYSaA/s320/IMG_8662.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394196447648342962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/StwJFIZHBAI/AAAAAAAAAjo/8ZxwwplKA6U/s1600-h/IMG_8675.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/_ttmEVFxi-d0/StwJFIZHBAI/AAAAAAAAAjo/8ZxwwplKA6U/s320/IMG_8675.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394196437439808514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/StwJErjQZZI/AAAAAAAAAjg/pR3zLoyB1z8/s1600-h/IMG_8696.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/_ttmEVFxi-d0/StwJErjQZZI/AAAAAAAAAjg/pR3zLoyB1z8/s320/IMG_8696.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394196429697738130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/StwIF9LmWwI/AAAAAAAAAjY/PzAhMtVe3kQ/s1600-h/IMG_8699.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/_ttmEVFxi-d0/StwIF9LmWwI/AAAAAAAAAjY/PzAhMtVe3kQ/s320/IMG_8699.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394195352098593538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/StwIFTb6neI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/8ZzMdKFEMvo/s1600-h/IMG_8705.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/_ttmEVFxi-d0/StwIFTb6neI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/8ZzMdKFEMvo/s320/IMG_8705.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394195340892741090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/StwIEnOfgEI/AAAAAAAAAjI/CT_9VNfuF84/s1600-h/IMG_8717.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/_ttmEVFxi-d0/StwIEnOfgEI/AAAAAAAAAjI/CT_9VNfuF84/s320/IMG_8717.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394195329025278018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/StwID-uWPWI/AAAAAAAAAjA/Aq7uVsKa-Lk/s1600-h/IMG_8743.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/_ttmEVFxi-d0/StwID-uWPWI/AAAAAAAAAjA/Aq7uVsKa-Lk/s320/IMG_8743.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394195318153035106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/StwIC881tkI/AAAAAAAAAi4/wBmnkValbtM/s1600-h/IMG_8740.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/_ttmEVFxi-d0/StwIC881tkI/AAAAAAAAAi4/wBmnkValbtM/s320/IMG_8740.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394195300497077826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what? We went to Disneyland!! Jeff had spent Mon-Wed in LA for work, I heard Anna was going to drive from Orem to Newport to meet up w/ Jeff on Wed to stay w/ college friends.  I couldn't imagine Anna making that trip w/ the three boys by herself so I volunteered to tag along.  Mom &amp;amp; Dad came down to finish off the weekend, it was FANTASTIC!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also spent tons of time on the beach at Corona Del Mar, sun burns and good times all around.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4966734773185207266-8326601735642216238?l=lauraannjordan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lauraannjordan.blogspot.com/feeds/8326601735642216238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4966734773185207266&amp;postID=8326601735642216238' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966734773185207266/posts/default/8326601735642216238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966734773185207266/posts/default/8326601735642216238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lauraannjordan.blogspot.com/2009/10/socal.html' title='SoCal'/><author><name>Laura J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09828534787589067287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/StwJnNq8IPI/AAAAAAAAAkY/zYpmup2xlHY/s72-c/IMG_8646.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966734773185207266.post-3378048238433187076</id><published>2009-10-14T11:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T11:42:24.369-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't mean to be a BRAGASAURUS but...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/StYZc1Y35bI/AAAAAAAAAho/Zgbbtgj6vgc/s1600-h/bcbg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 307px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/StYZc1Y35bI/AAAAAAAAAho/Zgbbtgj6vgc/s320/bcbg.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392525586981184946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I've been dieing for some leopard print fur-like shoes, just DIEING! I know, some think they're tacky and hideous, but when tastefully done it looks amazing.  I want to wear them everyday, all day, every season.  I feel like I could rule the world in these shoes! Kari Wood would love them, therefore, I love them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*these bomb shoes were purchased on Columbus Day at a sales event.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4966734773185207266-3378048238433187076?l=lauraannjordan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lauraannjordan.blogspot.com/feeds/3378048238433187076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4966734773185207266&amp;postID=3378048238433187076' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966734773185207266/posts/default/3378048238433187076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966734773185207266/posts/default/3378048238433187076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lauraannjordan.blogspot.com/2009/10/ive-got-new-girlfriend.html' title='I don&apos;t mean to be a BRAGASAURUS but...'/><author><name>Laura J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09828534787589067287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/StYZc1Y35bI/AAAAAAAAAho/Zgbbtgj6vgc/s72-c/bcbg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966734773185207266.post-5006304964189668127</id><published>2009-10-11T23:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T23:56:03.131-07:00</updated><title type='text'>California Boards</title><content type='html'>October 4,  my Dad and I drove to San Fran to get my clinical hygiene boards done for California.  Ugh, it was an intense weekend.  I have already taken a clinical board so I thought I would be ready for what was ahead.  NEGATIVE!! It was awful! The orientation wasn't as thorough as the previous boards- but even worse, my patient that I had planned on cleaning was NOT accepted! He didn't have enough tartar on his teeth, so I had to tell him adios and find another patient quickly.  Luckily, I made a new friend in the lobby, Danielle.  She had a back up patient in the case that her patient wasn't accepted. She didn't need him (Robert) so I snagged him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Robert was accepted I was definatly more comfortable.  My dad was my assistant (the one who uses the suction), he did great! When all was done we went to Pier 39 to get some bread bowls and treats! Phew, glad it's over. Results come in 4-6 weeks! Please bless...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/StLO7DNDh_I/AAAAAAAAAhI/IhEIg70nyIM/s1600-h/IMG_0584.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/_ttmEVFxi-d0/StLO7DNDh_I/AAAAAAAAAhI/IhEIg70nyIM/s320/IMG_0584.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391599217783572466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Annie &amp;amp; I- We're Done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/StLO5abU3UI/AAAAAAAAAgo/2O1LzGzCwDU/s1600-h/IMG_0574.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/_ttmEVFxi-d0/StLO5abU3UI/AAAAAAAAAgo/2O1LzGzCwDU/s320/IMG_0574.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391599189657705794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;April (in black)- she booked it out of there before we could get a good pic. Sarah in the flowers- she is a friend from Visalia who was coincidentally helping my new friend Danielle.&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/StLO67ecpxI/AAAAAAAAAhA/j80Pl28ERF0/s1600-h/IMG_0582.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/_ttmEVFxi-d0/StLO67ecpxI/AAAAAAAAAhA/j80Pl28ERF0/s320/IMG_0582.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391599215709038354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me, Sarah, and Danielle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/StLO6Bxkf2I/AAAAAAAAAg4/V0bHuFoKVfA/s1600-h/IMG_0579.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/_ttmEVFxi-d0/StLO6Bxkf2I/AAAAAAAAAg4/V0bHuFoKVfA/s320/IMG_0579.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391599200219987810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Danielle's mom! She was sooo wonderful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/StLO56vpVzI/AAAAAAAAAgw/BNoRVwek9jA/s1600-h/IMG_0576.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/_ttmEVFxi-d0/StLO56vpVzI/AAAAAAAAAgw/BNoRVwek9jA/s320/IMG_0576.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391599198332868402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My patient and I.  Not the one that wasn't accepted, but Danielle's back up.  I guess he had been someone's board patient before, the whole time he was telling me how to take the board. I got it buddie, thanks. But whatever, he was in the chair and he let me clean his mouth, for that I am grateful. You can talk my ear off for all that I care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next on the agenda: take California Law &amp;amp; Ethics exam and do paper work for licensing in as many states possible!&lt;br /&gt;&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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/StLPSItNtWI/AAAAAAAAAhY/VCZ2eULdWy8/s1600-h/IMG_0588.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/_ttmEVFxi-d0/StLPSItNtWI/AAAAAAAAAhY/VCZ2eULdWy8/s320/IMG_0588.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391599614397625698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pier 39. Yes, I am holding a Diet Coke and cookies...I earned it. Don't judge. Ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/StLPRV5SwkI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/v9nm9GkKlUU/s1600-h/IMG_0586.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/_ttmEVFxi-d0/StLPRV5SwkI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/v9nm9GkKlUU/s320/IMG_0586.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391599600758080066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thanks dad for coming! It was great to have you there! Good times, good times.&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/4966734773185207266-5006304964189668127?l=lauraannjordan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lauraannjordan.blogspot.com/feeds/5006304964189668127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4966734773185207266&amp;postID=5006304964189668127' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966734773185207266/posts/default/5006304964189668127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966734773185207266/posts/default/5006304964189668127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lauraannjordan.blogspot.com/2009/10/california-boards.html' title='California Boards'/><author><name>Laura J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09828534787589067287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/StLO7DNDh_I/AAAAAAAAAhI/IhEIg70nyIM/s72-c/IMG_0584.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966734773185207266.post-5194602366778024090</id><published>2009-10-09T23:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T00:07:20.768-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Weezy Dearest</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/StAtPyf9KII/AAAAAAAAAgc/MKfbsnjkQRs/s1600-h/IMG_7352.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/_ttmEVFxi-d0/StAtPyf9KII/AAAAAAAAAgc/MKfbsnjkQRs/s320/IMG_7352.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390858503239575682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;Louise &amp;amp; I at Disneyland- we're soaked from Splash Mountain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Today is my sister Louise's BIG 2-9 birthday.  I know, it's not the 3-0, but it's getting closer, which means the reality of age kicks in.  So, to honor Louise and her birthday I have chosen to dedicate a blog to her; lets be honest, in the blogging world, this is a BIG complement. So, in order to get things crackin' I will begin with numero UNO:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;your rock collection&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; you allow me to call you whatever nickname I choose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; you can cook better than paula&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; you can bake better than duff (ace of cakes)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; you look good in every haircut&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; you've been to guatemala, austria, ireland, africa, ecuador, paris, london, spain (next month)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; you worked w/ me in ecuador during the holidays&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; you used to pay me 25 cents to clean your room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; your fave stuffed bear is marvin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; you HATE being tickled&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;you've earned a bachelors degree and working on your masters at UNC, one of the hardest programs in the US&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;you went on an LDS mission&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I can always count on your tender heart to cry w/ me at every moment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;you've run almost every type of running event on the east coast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;you think your teeth are crooked- but they're just natural&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;you envy the women who you think are better than you. but really, they hate you for the same reason&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;you liked 70's green before it was in every pottery barn catalog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;you move every 6 months b/c, "you can't pass up a good deal" (you'll NEVER find a "good deal" in VA)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;you LOVE country boys, country music, country pick up trucks, and anything rugged&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;you're never "all talk"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;you write better than a journalist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;you ride your bike when you get a chance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;you kick booty at Guitar Hero&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;you drive a toyota matrix&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;you have a new phone every time I see you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;there's always time and money for a flight home for the holidays&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;weezy knows every word to Tracy Byrd's, I'm From The Country&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;My sister Louise is unpredictable.  We all grew up in Visalia, but she loves being in Washington, DC.  The only reason I know she's still the same is every once and awhile I'll get a text (or twitter) expressing her desire to move to the hills of California, to smell the country air for a bit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Happy 29th birthday to Louise!! I love you to pieces, even if you live in yuppie-ville USA&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/4966734773185207266-5194602366778024090?l=lauraannjordan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lauraannjordan.blogspot.com/feeds/5194602366778024090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4966734773185207266&amp;postID=5194602366778024090' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966734773185207266/posts/default/5194602366778024090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966734773185207266/posts/default/5194602366778024090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lauraannjordan.blogspot.com/2009/10/weezy-dearest.html' title='Weezy Dearest'/><author><name>Laura J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09828534787589067287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/StAtPyf9KII/AAAAAAAAAgc/MKfbsnjkQRs/s72-c/IMG_7352.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966734773185207266.post-6045756164836580329</id><published>2009-10-08T20:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T20:08:27.877-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey, Cowboy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/Ss6oW_lnSjI/AAAAAAAAAgU/Jn9UTTYxfZU/s1600-h/boots.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 293px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/Ss6oW_lnSjI/AAAAAAAAAgU/Jn9UTTYxfZU/s320/boots.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390430916988848690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My sister Louise sent me this picture, said it reminded her of me.  Ha!  Once, when I was in Idaho I recieved a page from a magazine that had been ripped out.  It was a black and white picture of 3 cowboys in their gear w/ their Border Collie.  A note written on it by Louise, "These men are from Kansas, we need to move to Kansas!"  Can't say a small obsession w/ country boys ever did a girl wrong.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4966734773185207266-6045756164836580329?l=lauraannjordan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lauraannjordan.blogspot.com/feeds/6045756164836580329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4966734773185207266&amp;postID=6045756164836580329' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966734773185207266/posts/default/6045756164836580329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966734773185207266/posts/default/6045756164836580329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lauraannjordan.blogspot.com/2009/10/hey-cowboy.html' title='Hey, Cowboy'/><author><name>Laura J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09828534787589067287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/Ss6oW_lnSjI/AAAAAAAAAgU/Jn9UTTYxfZU/s72-c/boots.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966734773185207266.post-5009671123247728757</id><published>2009-10-05T23:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T23:37:15.935-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Luff List</title><content type='html'>So my friend Tori makes a LOVE list regularly. I decided to copy her, she wants to be like me in so many ways, I figure I owe her this shout out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when a toddler says my name- LOLA! or LOW-RUH!&lt;br /&gt;rinsing off in chilled water after a hot shower in the summer&lt;br /&gt;spending 40 minutes playing w/ the make up I haven't put on in years, but when I'm done I felt better in the beginning when all I was wearing is mascara.&lt;br /&gt;glancing at someone's treadmill and noticing I'm burning more calories faster&lt;br /&gt;when I order a meal that looks and tastes the best&lt;br /&gt;going to a friends house and your picture is on the fridge&lt;br /&gt;getting a surprise text&lt;br /&gt;when no one else is on an early morning flight&lt;br /&gt;weekend trips&lt;br /&gt;sunday drives&lt;br /&gt;ice cream w/ milk&lt;br /&gt;the last bite of in n out burgers&lt;br /&gt;being missed&lt;br /&gt;wedding magazines&lt;br /&gt;courtney kardashian&lt;br /&gt;seeing my parents in love&lt;br /&gt;disneyland- the smell of churros is amazing&lt;br /&gt;wearing my cowboy boots&lt;br /&gt;driving in a clean car&lt;br /&gt;crawling into bed freshly shaven&lt;br /&gt;memories at the wilson house in sugarhouse, ut.&lt;br /&gt;being sassy&lt;br /&gt;the phrases, "you wish" and "in your dreams"&lt;br /&gt;5 o'clock shadow&lt;br /&gt;Facebook Status Updates&lt;br /&gt;v-neck white hanes tees&lt;br /&gt;date night. dinner and a movie is my favorite&lt;br /&gt;Paula Dean&lt;br /&gt;Cheerleading competitions on espn&lt;br /&gt;country music- in the BIGGEST way&lt;br /&gt;the wind blowing in the trees&lt;br /&gt;getting teeth cleaned&lt;br /&gt;when a potential job offer calls back with good news!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE END&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4966734773185207266-5009671123247728757?l=lauraannjordan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lauraannjordan.blogspot.com/feeds/5009671123247728757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4966734773185207266&amp;postID=5009671123247728757' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966734773185207266/posts/default/5009671123247728757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966734773185207266/posts/default/5009671123247728757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lauraannjordan.blogspot.com/2009/10/luff-list.html' title='Luff List'/><author><name>Laura J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09828534787589067287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966734773185207266.post-4659262493272963389</id><published>2009-09-29T15:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T15:15:40.169-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Someday...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SsKGblEmZiI/AAAAAAAAAgE/z7HbndTeUdg/s1600-h/scout.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387015912654530082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SsKGblEmZiI/AAAAAAAAAgE/z7HbndTeUdg/s320/scout.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SsKEuwp22LI/AAAAAAAAAf8/qHqhMpXElTU/s1600-h/audi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387014043157846194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 208px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SsKEuwp22LI/AAAAAAAAAf8/qHqhMpXElTU/s320/audi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SsKENuqHwgI/AAAAAAAAAf0/d5sTkyFQJwk/s1600-h/cadillac"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387013475686400514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 179px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SsKENuqHwgI/AAAAAAAAAf0/d5sTkyFQJwk/s320/cadillac" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what has come over me. I've always noticed cars, the good, bad and the ugly. I've loved big dreamy trucks, and sassy sports cars. I've always dreamed of riding down a dirt road in my Scout, w/ my ball cap and the top off w/ the modern speakers blaring Alabama. Oh, my heart aches for that freedom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've always wanted to reward myself for accomplishing something w/ a car. Lately, the Cadillac CTS has won my heart. Since high school I've wanted a bombed out Audi, but the Cadillac is super fly too. What to do, what to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So...if I'm not married by the age of 30 I am gifting myself the car of my choice. Be it a Cadillac, Audi, or an old scout. Psh, if I can't find a man that will make me happy, I'm sure a good car will!&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/4966734773185207266-4659262493272963389?l=lauraannjordan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lauraannjordan.blogspot.com/feeds/4659262493272963389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4966734773185207266&amp;postID=4659262493272963389' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966734773185207266/posts/default/4659262493272963389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966734773185207266/posts/default/4659262493272963389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lauraannjordan.blogspot.com/2009/09/someday.html' title='Someday...'/><author><name>Laura J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09828534787589067287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SsKGblEmZiI/AAAAAAAAAgE/z7HbndTeUdg/s72-c/scout.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966734773185207266.post-5819654541139404560</id><published>2009-09-21T11:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T11:26:26.206-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Smith's Crack- Mtn Home, Id</title><content type='html'>Now that school's out I have some time to develop some friendships w/ what once were just acquaintances.  We have a blast when we're together! Here's our latest adventure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All day everyone was talking about Smith's Crack, so naturallly I made up a nick-name.  It caught on, we all spent the evening in GRANNY SMITH'S CRACK in Mountain Home, ID&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SrfCEvc87eI/AAAAAAAAAfk/5mueqjwBY3U/s1600-h/IMG_8437.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/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SrfCEvc87eI/AAAAAAAAAfk/5mueqjwBY3U/s320/IMG_8437.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383985266257882594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smith's Crack is a crawl space 70 feet under ground. This is the hole you come out of.  It takes an hour and a half for beginners.  But don't go down if you're claustrophobic. I drove all the way out there and chickened out. C'mon I get freaked when someone puts a blanket over my head.&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SrfCENsa6wI/AAAAAAAAAfc/YC1aIl3DB7I/s1600-h/IMG_8429.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/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SrfCENsa6wI/AAAAAAAAAfc/YC1aIl3DB7I/s320/IMG_8429.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383985257195956994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On the way there. It was a 40 minute drive. Uh, Daniel, your car is smoking.&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SrfCDkQQqEI/AAAAAAAAAfU/7KPXl9AA2hs/s1600-h/IMG_8425.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/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SrfCDkQQqEI/AAAAAAAAAfU/7KPXl9AA2hs/s320/IMG_8425.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383985246071990338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The boys discovering it's his anti-freeze leaking. Oh, well, lets keep going.  Because I was the car behind him, I have a greasy film on my windshield. Could hardly see.&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/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SrfCDDjftPI/AAAAAAAAAfM/ih28eIFn120/s1600-h/IMG_8441.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/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SrfCDDjftPI/AAAAAAAAAfM/ih28eIFn120/s320/IMG_8441.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383985237294298354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the crack opening.  You're supposed to jump down 20 feet on a ledge b/c if you don't make the ledge you'll fall down another 30 feet. No thanks! &lt;/div&gt;&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/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SrfBaAAUWlI/AAAAAAAAAe8/sJm77Rq8dEY/s1600-h/IMG_8446.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/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SrfBaAAUWlI/AAAAAAAAAe8/sJm77Rq8dEY/s320/IMG_8446.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383984531966810706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Michaela and I killing time.  We both decided not to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SrfBZhLtKsI/AAAAAAAAAe0/PP92vi7KFd0/s1600-h/IMG_8451.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/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SrfBZhLtKsI/AAAAAAAAAe0/PP92vi7KFd0/s320/IMG_8451.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383984523693075138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SrfBZM2HPvI/AAAAAAAAAes/mFr3JS5jz8c/s1600-h/IMG_8460.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/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SrfBZM2HPvI/AAAAAAAAAes/mFr3JS5jz8c/s320/IMG_8460.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383984518233800434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;All night I was saying how we should put a penny on the tracks. Michaela was downer and was like, "Laura, no trains come through Idaho!"  PSH! the train behind me in this picture was one of the 3 that went by that night. HAHA!&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/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SrfBYgxBEdI/AAAAAAAAAek/FpzkRKuCIX4/s1600-h/IMG_8475.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/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SrfBYgxBEdI/AAAAAAAAAek/FpzkRKuCIX4/s320/IMG_8475.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383984506401264082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Once everyone got out we had a wonderful campfire, w/ burgers. Daniel was a perfect host!&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/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SrfBYPaj-PI/AAAAAAAAAec/G7qryZBxifE/s1600-h/IMG_8473.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/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SrfBYPaj-PI/AAAAAAAAAec/G7qryZBxifE/s320/IMG_8473.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383984501743679730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh, so nice.&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/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SrfAzC2jp5I/AAAAAAAAAeU/fC0RDlv89UA/s1600-h/IMG_8422.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SrfAzC2jp5I/AAAAAAAAAeU/fC0RDlv89UA/s320/IMG_8422.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383983862716278674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Laura, Linds, and Shea.  All snuggly in the back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SrfENcySrUI/AAAAAAAAAfs/LpzgahY2af8/s1600-h/me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 130px; height: 97px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SrfENcySrUI/AAAAAAAAAfs/LpzgahY2af8/s320/me.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383987614889192770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And...this is me.  Everyone trying to talk me into going into the crack.  I was being such a brat. This face is after saying, "DO I LOOK LIKE A MOLE?" haha, hilarious.&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/4966734773185207266-5819654541139404560?l=lauraannjordan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lauraannjordan.blogspot.com/feeds/5819654541139404560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4966734773185207266&amp;postID=5819654541139404560' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966734773185207266/posts/default/5819654541139404560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966734773185207266/posts/default/5819654541139404560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lauraannjordan.blogspot.com/2009/09/smiths-crack-mtn-home-id.html' title='Smith&apos;s Crack- Mtn Home, Id'/><author><name>Laura J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09828534787589067287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SrfCEvc87eI/AAAAAAAAAfk/5mueqjwBY3U/s72-c/IMG_8437.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966734773185207266.post-1266428826230458294</id><published>2009-09-16T21:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T21:32:16.145-07:00</updated><title type='text'>L&amp;G Of The Press</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GRADUATION&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AUGUST 15, 2009 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;                        Boise, Idaho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;STATUS:           &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;COMPLETE!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SrG3hBbt5kI/AAAAAAAAAd8/uT14XewLAm4/s1600-h/IMG_8239.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SrG3hBbt5kI/AAAAAAAAAd8/uT14XewLAm4/s320/IMG_8239.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382284807632709186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Granny (mom's mom) even came!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SrG3gkU3CmI/AAAAAAAAAd0/jnMgJ5dCIO0/s1600-h/IMG_8234.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SrG3gkU3CmI/AAAAAAAAAd0/jnMgJ5dCIO0/s320/IMG_8234.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382284799819319906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Annie &amp;amp; I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SrG28qzZn6I/AAAAAAAAAds/gbssdshsEbk/s1600-h/IMG_8231.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SrG28qzZn6I/AAAAAAAAAds/gbssdshsEbk/s320/IMG_8231.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382284183082737570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Support Team- Jeff &amp;amp; Anna came up w/ the kids!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SrG28OXbDtI/AAAAAAAAAdk/jPr_3svDk2M/s1600-h/IMG_8230.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 180px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SrG28OXbDtI/AAAAAAAAAdk/jPr_3svDk2M/s320/IMG_8230.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382284175449198290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ape (April), we survived a falling out, even more we survived school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SrG27rqmM-I/AAAAAAAAAdc/MpJrUhO5z0E/s1600-h/IMG_8223.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SrG27rqmM-I/AAAAAAAAAdc/MpJrUhO5z0E/s320/IMG_8223.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382284166134379490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The ceremony was extremely casual.  It was at a park, our class was only 30 strong, everyone had close friends and family, it was great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SrG60uWDwVI/AAAAAAAAAeM/7vJVXUo_PZM/s1600-h/IMG_8250.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SrG60uWDwVI/AAAAAAAAAeM/7vJVXUo_PZM/s320/IMG_8250.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382288444640969042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;THE BITTONS! Blake's family lives in Tri-Cities, WA; only a 4 four drive.  On free weekends and holidays away from the family, Corey and Tami opened their home to a bunch of hygiene hobos.  I will never forget their hospitality.&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SrG27Nc2fGI/AAAAAAAAAdU/W1o-hD8774U/s1600-h/IMG_8212.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 180px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SrG27Nc2fGI/AAAAAAAAAdU/W1o-hD8774U/s320/IMG_8212.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382284158023662690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was nominated by my class to speak.  It was almost the most uncomfortable experience ever.  I was known to classmates as a class clown, they thought that having me speak would be funny.  I guess I should show a little bit of professionalism a little more...&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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SrG26jawq3I/AAAAAAAAAdM/FmgHmxPUIOY/s1600-h/IMG_8184.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SrG26jawq3I/AAAAAAAAAdM/FmgHmxPUIOY/s320/IMG_8184.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382284146740603762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SrG3hiq7eKI/AAAAAAAAAeE/LSRykCJRfg4/s1600-h/IMG_8256.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 180px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SrG3hiq7eKI/AAAAAAAAAeE/LSRykCJRfg4/s320/IMG_8256.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382284816554883234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cheesecake Factory celebration brings out the pig in all of us!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4966734773185207266-1266428826230458294?l=lauraannjordan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lauraannjordan.blogspot.com/feeds/1266428826230458294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4966734773185207266&amp;postID=1266428826230458294' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966734773185207266/posts/default/1266428826230458294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966734773185207266/posts/default/1266428826230458294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lauraannjordan.blogspot.com/2009/09/l-of-press.html' title='L&amp;G Of The Press'/><author><name>Laura J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09828534787589067287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SrG3hBbt5kI/AAAAAAAAAd8/uT14XewLAm4/s72-c/IMG_8239.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966734773185207266.post-8773216347985154189</id><published>2009-09-05T11:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T11:41:30.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'>She's My Little Douce Coupe</title><content type='html'>200,000 miles on this baby! I've been waiting for this day to come, but not in a good way.  This sweet car has&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;rear-ended a nasty 89 nissian pickup &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;been driven by everyone and their mom&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;been to california who knows how many times&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;commuted from LA to Visalia almost every weekend for months&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;crank up the tunes in this bad boy!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;somethimes I think this car is indestructable, therefore, I am indestructable&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SqKvXdEpzEI/AAAAAAAAAdE/6Iej70ibC3c/s1600-h/IMG_8348.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378053722509790274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SqKvXdEpzEI/AAAAAAAAAdE/6Iej70ibC3c/s320/IMG_8348.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SqKvW3tuKgI/AAAAAAAAAc8/jkMvbde7CkA/s1600-h/IMG_8345.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378053712481495554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SqKvW3tuKgI/AAAAAAAAAc8/jkMvbde7CkA/s320/IMG_8345.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone should buy a Honda, do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SqKvWawHcxI/AAAAAAAAAc0/7r1ig1IkVaA/s1600-h/IMG_8347.JPG"&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/4966734773185207266-8773216347985154189?l=lauraannjordan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lauraannjordan.blogspot.com/feeds/8773216347985154189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4966734773185207266&amp;postID=8773216347985154189' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966734773185207266/posts/default/8773216347985154189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966734773185207266/posts/default/8773216347985154189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lauraannjordan.blogspot.com/2009/09/shes-my-little-douce-coupe.html' title='She&apos;s My Little Douce Coupe'/><author><name>Laura J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09828534787589067287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SqKvXdEpzEI/AAAAAAAAAdE/6Iej70ibC3c/s72-c/IMG_8348.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966734773185207266.post-3554697642389846925</id><published>2009-08-07T23:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T00:07:57.512-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bridesmaid round 8...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;ANNIE ZWAHLEN MARSHALL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;August 1, 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Oakland, California Temple&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367483136469850930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/Sn0heXcvWzI/AAAAAAAAAcc/lziGV67RbFw/s320/IMG_8161.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Annie is from Modesto, CA.  I met her up here at school in Boise.  After I hadn't made any friends during the 3rd week of school, I finally decided I would make a point to be friends w/ the girl wearing the BYU soccer back pack.  A week later we were sharing pantry's and having slumber parties.  We drove to SLC I swear every weekend, fought over stupid things, and cried over the good things.  I remember the first drive to SLC, it's a 5 hour drive.  I was nervous we'd run out of things to talk about. NEGATIVE, we talked the whole way and said a prayer when we were stranded in a snow storm, haha, we thought we were going to die. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; I seriously don't think I would have survived hygiene school without this girl.  Annie was always ready to study, and willing to tutor me when I needed it.  We're layout buddies, and Target junkies.  Love ya girl! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367483148033410674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/Sn0hfChtRnI/AAAAAAAAAck/-NpN26Tv_N8/s320/IMG_8162.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/Sn0hfajre9I/AAAAAAAAAcs/g76a_Ue4dHM/s1600-h/IMG_8173.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367483154484132818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/Sn0hfajre9I/AAAAAAAAAcs/g76a_Ue4dHM/s320/IMG_8173.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jason came up to join me.  I didn't know anyone, I seriously would have died if he wasn't there. THANKS FOR COMING! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;...yes, he made it to the blog everyone, I was hesitant, but I did it...comment away...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4966734773185207266-3554697642389846925?l=lauraannjordan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lauraannjordan.blogspot.com/feeds/3554697642389846925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4966734773185207266&amp;postID=3554697642389846925' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966734773185207266/posts/default/3554697642389846925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966734773185207266/posts/default/3554697642389846925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lauraannjordan.blogspot.com/2009/08/bridesmaid-round-8.html' title='Bridesmaid round 8...'/><author><name>Laura J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09828534787589067287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/Sn0heXcvWzI/AAAAAAAAAcc/lziGV67RbFw/s72-c/IMG_8161.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966734773185207266.post-1652352878898304744</id><published>2009-07-28T17:19:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T17:32:05.924-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Caldwell, Id FAIR!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363670895973182418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/Sm-WQw6VK9I/AAAAAAAAAb8/JcNoWVF0PNI/s320/IMG_8093.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Michaela &amp;amp; I w/ frosting on out teeth. It was hilarious, we drew a crowd. What can I say? Idaho loves me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363670902539205154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/Sm-WRJXyuiI/AAAAAAAAAcE/Eq8s5hBU05Y/s320/IMG_8096.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I LOVE SNOW CONES!! I got Tigers Blood, and Michaela got a flavor that was referred to as "Medicinie", if that is even a word. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363670904881900786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/Sm-WRSGVbPI/AAAAAAAAAcM/kgkNrksQK54/s320/IMG_8100.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;THE SUPER SLIDE!! Sitting on a potato sack you pump your arms violently and you can catch air going down this slide. I was the only one who did it, b/c I love it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/Sm-WR2yq4-I/AAAAAAAAAcU/T6EjUX-0VZE/s1600-h/IMG_8099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363670914731533282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/Sm-WR2yq4-I/AAAAAAAAAcU/T6EjUX-0VZE/s320/IMG_8099.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I look like Im 5, so ecstatic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I've had a blast this summer, seriously I don't want it to end. But I'm looking forward to graduation and everything else that comes w/ growing up. &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/4966734773185207266-1652352878898304744?l=lauraannjordan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lauraannjordan.blogspot.com/feeds/1652352878898304744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4966734773185207266&amp;postID=1652352878898304744' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966734773185207266/posts/default/1652352878898304744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966734773185207266/posts/default/1652352878898304744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lauraannjordan.blogspot.com/2009/07/caldwell-id-fair.html' title='Caldwell, Id FAIR!'/><author><name>Laura J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09828534787589067287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/Sm-WQw6VK9I/AAAAAAAAAb8/JcNoWVF0PNI/s72-c/IMG_8093.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966734773185207266.post-3200270952670285832</id><published>2009-07-20T11:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T11:13:18.688-07:00</updated><title type='text'>26th Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SmSzde0FFjI/AAAAAAAAAb0/RGbMpBywYJk/s1600-h/IMG_7980.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360606775546811954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SmSzde0FFjI/AAAAAAAAAb0/RGbMpBywYJk/s320/IMG_7980.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SmSzdGfHmuI/AAAAAAAAAbs/Wk9mbDKBX5M/s1600-h/IMG_7976.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360606769016445666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SmSzdGfHmuI/AAAAAAAAAbs/Wk9mbDKBX5M/s320/IMG_7976.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SmSzcwEoG1I/AAAAAAAAAbk/YuDXJCDOF-4/s1600-h/IMG_7971.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360606762999749458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SmSzcwEoG1I/AAAAAAAAAbk/YuDXJCDOF-4/s320/IMG_7971.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IM JUST GLAD IT'S OVER WITH...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We spent the weekend running and going to the Lehi Rodeo. It was good to see friends that I haven't hung out w/ in a long while. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4966734773185207266-3200270952670285832?l=lauraannjordan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lauraannjordan.blogspot.com/feeds/3200270952670285832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4966734773185207266&amp;postID=3200270952670285832' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966734773185207266/posts/default/3200270952670285832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966734773185207266/posts/default/3200270952670285832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lauraannjordan.blogspot.com/2009/07/26th-birthday.html' title='26th Birthday'/><author><name>Laura J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09828534787589067287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SmSzde0FFjI/AAAAAAAAAb0/RGbMpBywYJk/s72-c/IMG_7980.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966734773185207266.post-8658899831396144883</id><published>2009-07-20T10:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T11:00:37.250-07:00</updated><title type='text'>July 4, 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SmSwstof3gI/AAAAAAAAAbc/y76TjWVMDZs/s1600-h/IMG_8019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img 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src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SmSup8zMWII/AAAAAAAAAa8/i8IHGXwHjlo/s320/IMG_2016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SmSupu_U4jI/AAAAAAAAAa0/DdKJVwBLb60/s1600-h/IMG_1971.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360601488489243186" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SmSupu_U4jI/AAAAAAAAAa0/DdKJVwBLb60/s320/IMG_1971.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SmSupHVijzI/AAAAAAAAAas/wk5wfFxIlq8/s1600-h/IMG_1964.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360601477844995890" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SmSupHVijzI/AAAAAAAAAas/wk5wfFxIlq8/s320/IMG_1964.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4966734773185207266-8658899831396144883?l=lauraannjordan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lauraannjordan.blogspot.com/feeds/8658899831396144883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4966734773185207266&amp;postID=8658899831396144883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966734773185207266/posts/default/8658899831396144883'/><link rel='self' 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href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SmSpZDefbwI/AAAAAAAAAak/0Jto7urq6xE/s1600-h/IMG_8058.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SmSnHNV4QpI/AAAAAAAAAac/zVJBf3shd88/s1600-h/IMG_8046.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-a726c4d538ab5f8a" 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" 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style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SmPLfviEjlI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/O6ejuIDIjr0/s320/IMG_7957.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SmPLfFQde8I/AAAAAAAAAZ0/QMO2Ef9U9uc/s1600-h/IMG_7943.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360351716348623810" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SmPLfFQde8I/AAAAAAAAAZ0/QMO2Ef9U9uc/s320/IMG_7943.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SmPLe3gAVcI/AAAAAAAAAZs/k-1oXxxNE1Y/s1600-h/IMG_7934.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360351712655726018" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" 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border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SmPKZ0bchlI/AAAAAAAAAZU/1Yi8jeqpkDw/s1600-h/IMG_7929.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360350526420321874" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SmPKZ0bchlI/AAAAAAAAAZU/1Yi8jeqpkDw/s320/IMG_7929.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SmPKZUycszI/AAAAAAAAAZM/84H3D99GqAU/s1600-h/IMG_7922.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360350517926867762" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SmPKZUycszI/AAAAAAAAAZM/84H3D99GqAU/s320/IMG_7922.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SmPKY6CmivI/AAAAAAAAAZE/NUOlTURZXCI/s1600-h/IMG_7899.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360350510746864370" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SmPKY6CmivI/AAAAAAAAAZE/NUOlTURZXCI/s320/IMG_7899.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SmPKYXY_IOI/AAAAAAAAAY8/Pf0XkutiE1M/s1600-h/IMG_7881.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360350501445509346" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SmPKYXY_IOI/AAAAAAAAAY8/Pf0XkutiE1M/s320/IMG_7881.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4966734773185207266-2315864262006966515?l=lauraannjordan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lauraannjordan.blogspot.com/feeds/2315864262006966515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4966734773185207266&amp;postID=2315864262006966515' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966734773185207266/posts/default/2315864262006966515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966734773185207266/posts/default/2315864262006966515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lauraannjordan.blogspot.com/2009/07/family-vacation-aftermath.html' title='Family Vacation- the aftermath'/><author><name>Laura J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09828534787589067287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SmPLgIh_MoI/AAAAAAAAAaE/94mPV0_ipHQ/s72-c/IMG_7964.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966734773185207266.post-6092548034102345011</id><published>2009-06-09T17:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T17:46:44.161-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mom &amp; Dad I Apologize</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://images.tvrage.com/shows/19/18517.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px" alt="" src="http://images.tvrage.com/shows/19/18517.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My parents raised me as a classy, refined woman; unfortunately media has taken it's toll on this rough around the edges royalty.  &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hate to admit it, reality TV is somewhat an addiction of sorts.  On Monday's after clinic is over at 8pm I retire to my apartment hoping to relax with cereal in a well used Country Crock butter tupperware and turn on the boob tube.  I've been disappointed in this season's Bachelorette- too boring.  But wait, a new reality show I haven't seen is on AFTER Bachelorette.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here Come The Newlyweds is almost embarassing to admit to, but I'm out, I love this show!  There is an LDS couple on there, a black couple that's HILARIOUS, and an asian couple that has been accused of being "fake" because they can't maintain an intelligent conversation.  Oh yea, and a couple where he's a geek, and she's got an emo haircut and bosses her spineless hubs around.  Watch it Monday nights.     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4966734773185207266-6092548034102345011?l=lauraannjordan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lauraannjordan.blogspot.com/feeds/6092548034102345011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4966734773185207266&amp;postID=6092548034102345011' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966734773185207266/posts/default/6092548034102345011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966734773185207266/posts/default/6092548034102345011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lauraannjordan.blogspot.com/2009/06/mom-dad-i-apologize.html' title='Mom &amp; Dad I Apologize'/><author><name>Laura J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09828534787589067287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966734773185207266.post-8671415099726070925</id><published>2009-05-28T20:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T20:30:17.336-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FAMILY VACA...members only</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/Sh9VJ9jZ0uI/AAAAAAAAAY0/ZNn_WXybZQA/s1600-h/cabin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341081312714937058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/Sh9VJ9jZ0uI/AAAAAAAAAY0/ZNn_WXybZQA/s320/cabin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So you know how there are those events in your life that you use as significant moments in life to remember important dates. Most people would remember a graduation, a child's birth, wedding, or first date. As for myself I don't have any of the above so I refer to FAMILY VACATION as calendar marking event. I seriously don't know how many emails I've recieved from multiple members in my family with the subject title: BEAR LAKE RSVP. An email on what movies, clothes, dinner menu, event planning, what dates, who's coming. I seriously can't wait! We'll all be together for a whole week- minus Hyrum leaving a bit early.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oh, and I almost forgot. In attempt to be a healthy family we're doing a 10k/half marathon. I think most of us have signed up for the 10k, haha! As for myself, I'm doing the 10k b/c let's be honest, I'm going for the sun, lake, and food! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wish you could all come, but lets be honest, I'm glad it's just JORDANS/Blackburns/Wilsons!! But I really do love you all...really.&lt;/strong&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/4966734773185207266-8671415099726070925?l=lauraannjordan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lauraannjordan.blogspot.com/feeds/8671415099726070925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4966734773185207266&amp;postID=8671415099726070925' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966734773185207266/posts/default/8671415099726070925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966734773185207266/posts/default/8671415099726070925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lauraannjordan.blogspot.com/2009/05/family-vacamembers-only.html' title='FAMILY VACA...members only'/><author><name>Laura J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09828534787589067287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/Sh9VJ9jZ0uI/AAAAAAAAAY0/ZNn_WXybZQA/s72-c/cabin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966734773185207266.post-7991977429889475370</id><published>2009-05-14T20:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T22:08:11.930-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fill In The Blank</title><content type='html'>So after things slowed down in Boise, it got too slow. So, I hopped in the car and headed to Utah.  The first weekend I was solo, the second I was with Annie (my recently engaged BFF here in Boise).  So here's a bit of me in the mean time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SgzlpW8SgeI/AAAAAAAAAYs/7AqHWxW8lnQ/s1600-h/IMG_7844.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335892157223043554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SgzlpW8SgeI/AAAAAAAAAYs/7AqHWxW8lnQ/s320/IMG_7844.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mary Jenson and Clarissa Wall (formerly known as Mary DiFiore &amp;amp; Clarissa Larson)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/Sgzlb6FoZzI/AAAAAAAAAYk/m_iCzDmnhBs/s1600-h/IMG_7841.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335891926139299634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/Sgzlb6FoZzI/AAAAAAAAAYk/m_iCzDmnhBs/s320/IMG_7841.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Snickles and Lar Lar in Logan @ Nikki's apt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SgzlbpDMZfI/AAAAAAAAAYc/2wx6-M4GiY8/s1600-h/IMG_3021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335891921565672946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SgzlbpDMZfI/AAAAAAAAAYc/2wx6-M4GiY8/s320/IMG_3021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Marci &amp;amp; Lar Lar in SLC. It was this cool house party!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/Sgzlbe8wXeI/AAAAAAAAAYU/xXSA-vKd9qk/s1600-h/4-2009+(25).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335891918854315490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/Sgzlbe8wXeI/AAAAAAAAAYU/xXSA-vKd9qk/s320/4-2009+(25).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Olivia Lo's birthday party at Grandma &amp;amp; Grandpa Lo's in Provo, UT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SgzlbFJcu8I/AAAAAAAAAYM/OMe1z-NvP9M/s1600-h/4-2009+(10).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335891911928232898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SgzlbFJcu8I/AAAAAAAAAYM/OMe1z-NvP9M/s320/4-2009+(10).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; For Olivia's birthday Brixton, Jack, Olivia, Emigh &amp;amp; I went to see Monsters vs Aliens 3D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SgzlbJdZ0vI/AAAAAAAAAYE/7q6dsoS-dTk/s1600-h/4-2009+(7).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335891913085670130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SgzlbJdZ0vI/AAAAAAAAAYE/7q6dsoS-dTk/s320/4-2009+(7).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The coolest 3D glasses ever. Jack, Olivia, Brixton.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4966734773185207266-7991977429889475370?l=lauraannjordan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lauraannjordan.blogspot.com/feeds/7991977429889475370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4966734773185207266&amp;postID=7991977429889475370' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966734773185207266/posts/default/7991977429889475370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966734773185207266/posts/default/7991977429889475370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lauraannjordan.blogspot.com/2009/05/fill-in-blank.html' title='Fill In The Blank'/><author><name>Laura J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09828534787589067287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SgzlpW8SgeI/AAAAAAAAAYs/7AqHWxW8lnQ/s72-c/IMG_7844.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966734773185207266.post-6253196551473911166</id><published>2009-04-26T20:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T20:28:05.703-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yo Mama!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-33242fc4b10a8e23" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" 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href='http://lauraannjordan.blogspot.com/feeds/6253196551473911166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4966734773185207266&amp;postID=6253196551473911166' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966734773185207266/posts/default/6253196551473911166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966734773185207266/posts/default/6253196551473911166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lauraannjordan.blogspot.com/2009/04/yo-mama.html' title='Yo Mama!'/><author><name>Laura J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09828534787589067287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966734773185207266.post-3334788783646865480</id><published>2009-04-26T18:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T18:52:44.855-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Boston Begins</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SfUN8F67nOI/AAAAAAAAAXg/14DceiJIRZo/s1600-h/IMG_7805.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329181060095515874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SfUN8F67nOI/AAAAAAAAAXg/14DceiJIRZo/s320/IMG_7805.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Baby Jordan- not so baby anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SfUN7xZWNtI/AAAAAAAAAXY/WDev5HPNlKs/s1600-h/IMG_7797.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329181054585943762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SfUN7xZWNtI/AAAAAAAAAXY/WDev5HPNlKs/s320/IMG_7797.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After the Sheep Shearing Festival, we were all so hot and tired, but it wouldn't have been the same w/o the babes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SfUN7gMOB7I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/M7vWfMuTYCE/s1600-h/IMG_7774.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329181049967478706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SfUN7gMOB7I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/M7vWfMuTYCE/s320/IMG_7774.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Laura, Chris &amp;amp; baby Cora, so cuddly in the HEAT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SfUN7eOgPEI/AAAAAAAAAXI/-UiXhmC_dKo/s1600-h/IMG_0826.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329181049440189506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SfUN7eOgPEI/AAAAAAAAAXI/-UiXhmC_dKo/s320/IMG_0826.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Chris, Louise, &amp;amp; Laura.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SfUN7Xt0uRI/AAAAAAAAAXA/rSXmVYwXVro/s1600-h/IMG_0823.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329181047692507410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SfUN7Xt0uRI/AAAAAAAAAXA/rSXmVYwXVro/s320/IMG_0823.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Chris, Ellen (cousin), Jordan, Louise, &amp;amp; Yours Truely&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the second half of my spring break.  It's been perfect weather here in Boston, we've done simple but super fun things.  I love the girls!  It's the first time I've met 3 month old Cora Ann, and maybe the 3rd time I've been able to hang out with Jordan Mae since she was born.  Why do Chris and Dave live in Boston?  Dave's the Orthodontic program at Boston University, he's just finishing up his first year.  Please bless they join us on the west side (California please) when he's done!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I leave thursday, and we've got a week full of swim lessons, gymnastics, and baby duty. What else is the perfect AUNTIE for? Love them to death!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4966734773185207266-3334788783646865480?l=lauraannjordan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lauraannjordan.blogspot.com/feeds/3334788783646865480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4966734773185207266&amp;postID=3334788783646865480' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966734773185207266/posts/default/3334788783646865480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966734773185207266/posts/default/3334788783646865480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lauraannjordan.blogspot.com/2009/04/boston-begins.html' title='Boston Begins'/><author><name>Laura J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09828534787589067287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SfUN8F67nOI/AAAAAAAAAXg/14DceiJIRZo/s72-c/IMG_7805.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966734773185207266.post-3901451369307750366</id><published>2009-04-22T10:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T10:54:19.923-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fresh Breath...Ahhh...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/Se9YkampMpI/AAAAAAAAAW0/v9GDJxGsgjs/s1600-h/IMG_7724.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327574266842526354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/Se9YkampMpI/AAAAAAAAAW0/v9GDJxGsgjs/s320/IMG_7724.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I spent almost every summer of my childhood in Cayucos, CA.  We'd have the most memorable family reunions there, everyone would come.  My family and I have fished off this pier I don't know how many times, gotten a sunburn on that sand I don't know how many times.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The city has changed, the candy store isn't owned by the same wonderful woman who would greet us every summer, and the ice cream cones sold at Skippers aren't sold there til' May now.  But, the liquor store I swear still has it's old faded post cards, and tourist shirts and over priced hats.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Go to the beach, get out of town, and take a fresh breath of relaxation, who cares about the economy?  It won't matter when you're laying in the sand for free... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4966734773185207266-3901451369307750366?l=lauraannjordan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lauraannjordan.blogspot.com/feeds/3901451369307750366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4966734773185207266&amp;postID=3901451369307750366' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966734773185207266/posts/default/3901451369307750366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966734773185207266/posts/default/3901451369307750366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lauraannjordan.blogspot.com/2009/04/fresh-breathahhh.html' title='Fresh Breath...Ahhh...'/><author><name>Laura J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09828534787589067287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/Se9YkampMpI/AAAAAAAAAW0/v9GDJxGsgjs/s72-c/IMG_7724.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966734773185207266.post-3273389996292640446</id><published>2009-04-09T12:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T19:56:28.921-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ain't Nothin' Like</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;PASSING MY ANESTHESIA BOARDS!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Whoop, yea boi! The first weekend in April my classmates, Cody, Annie, Blake and I went to take our anesthesia boards in Seattle, WA. It's an 8 hour drive, Blakes family lives at the half way stop so we split the drive into 2 days. After we got to Seattle, Blake has an aunt that lives there too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We were at eachothers throats! Ha, it was intense, and this time I really do mean it. The written boards start at 8:30am, once you've passed that you're "invited" (thanks for the invite), to take the practical. Pratical requires 2 injections, one on top and one on bottom. Long story short, I passed, who cares about all the rest right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;These pics are in no particular order. Austin, Blakes brother came along for the ride too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323258226718924850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SeADJ0NB4DI/AAAAAAAAAWY/5wjXyA60Ocs/s320/IMG_7702.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;This is the official "You've passed your boards!" paper. A golden ticket if you ask me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323258233229492786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SeADKMdRQjI/AAAAAAAAAWg/-_3b41YxqnU/s320/IMG_7713.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;On the way back from Seattle the boys wanted to climb this mound of snow. They drew a crowd. Boys will be boys I guess.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323260639776691074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SeAFWRi1U4I/AAAAAAAAAWs/HECAydV1uKQ/s320/IMG_7700.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Baha! These glasses were $15 a pop! What a joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322782608812454402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/Sd5SlNbksgI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/bWnVM4AVBQE/s320/IMG_7685.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The sight we saw pulling into the city- it's Pikes Market.  I guess it's famous or something.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322782619981425250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/Sd5Sl3CdqmI/AAAAAAAAAVo/f2vhUg3T03Q/s320/IMG_7693.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Laura, Annie, &amp;amp; Blake at Pikes Marketplace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322782623354616386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/Sd5SmDmsekI/AAAAAAAAAVw/wdvN_12lZis/s320/IMG_7695.JPG" border="0" /&gt; The famous "fish throwers", after they tossed that fish around a bit he put that huge fish in my face for a big kiss, it was sooooo GROSS! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322782615830140834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/Sd5SlnkuF6I/AAAAAAAAAVg/gMIpOLcwyzE/s320/IMG_7692.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;So pretty.  Just a little ditty of the Seattle, WA&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4966734773185207266-3273389996292640446?l=lauraannjordan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lauraannjordan.blogspot.com/feeds/3273389996292640446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4966734773185207266&amp;postID=3273389996292640446' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966734773185207266/posts/default/3273389996292640446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966734773185207266/posts/default/3273389996292640446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lauraannjordan.blogspot.com/2009/04/aint-nothin-like.html' title='Ain&apos;t Nothin&apos; Like'/><author><name>Laura J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09828534787589067287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SeADJ0NB4DI/AAAAAAAAAWY/5wjXyA60Ocs/s72-c/IMG_7702.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966734773185207266.post-4785473792910827735</id><published>2009-03-25T19:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T19:33:06.281-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Can i get a quack quack!?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/Scrop9K6NKI/AAAAAAAAAVI/UlqCpDB2dwc/s1600-h/IMG_7661.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317318117556892834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/Scrop9K6NKI/AAAAAAAAAVI/UlqCpDB2dwc/s320/IMG_7661.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/ScrodFeT5oI/AAAAAAAAAVA/KkZvpu0r7d4/s1600-h/IMG_7662.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317317896447452802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/ScrodFeT5oI/AAAAAAAAAVA/KkZvpu0r7d4/s320/IMG_7662.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/ScroRZl_deI/AAAAAAAAAU4/5A3rOwdsucM/s1600-h/IMG_7660.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317317695689946594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/ScroRZl_deI/AAAAAAAAAU4/5A3rOwdsucM/s320/IMG_7660.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;K, guys, this is the pool at my apartment complex.  Not a word of a lie! I was walking back to my apt from the mailboxes, looked to my left and BOOM! QUACK QUACK!!  I don't know if the chlorine is good for them, but even more, "please bless they don't poop!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4966734773185207266-4785473792910827735?l=lauraannjordan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lauraannjordan.blogspot.com/feeds/4785473792910827735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4966734773185207266&amp;postID=4785473792910827735' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966734773185207266/posts/default/4785473792910827735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966734773185207266/posts/default/4785473792910827735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lauraannjordan.blogspot.com/2009/03/can-i-get-quack-quack.html' title='Can i get a quack quack!?'/><author><name>Laura J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09828534787589067287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/Scrop9K6NKI/AAAAAAAAAVI/UlqCpDB2dwc/s72-c/IMG_7661.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966734773185207266.post-3744239019596651852</id><published>2009-03-10T22:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T22:51:52.123-07:00</updated><title type='text'>kNocK KnoCk...whO's ThEre?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SbdRDR6mq6I/AAAAAAAAAUo/9ZWnY_IvVmU/s1600-h/IMG_7565.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311803402297453474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SbdRDR6mq6I/AAAAAAAAAUo/9ZWnY_IvVmU/s320/IMG_7565.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;RAY, EMIGH, OLIVIA, &amp;amp; SOPHIE!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;So, the other weekend the LO's came to visit! It was seriously so amazing. Emigh called the weekend before and said, "Ray has time off, I think we're coming up!" Next thing you know I have a family of Lo's in my apt. I got out the air matress and all the Disney movies I own for Olivia, it was a perfect weekend. We went for a walk on the "green belt", shopping, and visits with Marge, Hyrum and some of Hyrums family. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;So, here's the story with the pictures and the pepper on the table. We were at Marges; Emigh thought it would be funny to throw a full diaper at me to throw away. OOPSIE! It hit the table and landed on GRANDMA PATHE'S PEPPER SHAKER! Haha! It was so funny, Emigh was in tears, she felt so awful!! Not to mention I pretended to call mom and tell her about it, Emigh didn't know what to do, so she cried! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;It was so fun to have the Lo's!! Maybe you all should follow their lead and visit us in BOISE! See you SOON!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SbdNkgPpeSI/AAAAAAAAAUg/wEGhgNjl7Wg/s1600-h/IMG_7567.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311799575032985890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SbdNkgPpeSI/AAAAAAAAAUg/wEGhgNjl7Wg/s320/IMG_7567.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SbdNXY8o_9I/AAAAAAAAAUY/tw_0kal8BCQ/s1600-h/IMG_7563.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311799349735915474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SbdNXY8o_9I/AAAAAAAAAUY/tw_0kal8BCQ/s320/IMG_7563.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SbdNFTTqBVI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/lGJS0sV0VvU/s1600-h/IMG_7554.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311799038984193362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SbdNFTTqBVI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/lGJS0sV0VvU/s320/IMG_7554.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4966734773185207266-3744239019596651852?l=lauraannjordan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lauraannjordan.blogspot.com/feeds/3744239019596651852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4966734773185207266&amp;postID=3744239019596651852' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966734773185207266/posts/default/3744239019596651852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966734773185207266/posts/default/3744239019596651852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lauraannjordan.blogspot.com/2009/03/knock-knockwhos-there.html' title='kNocK KnoCk...whO&apos;s ThEre?'/><author><name>Laura J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09828534787589067287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SbdRDR6mq6I/AAAAAAAAAUo/9ZWnY_IvVmU/s72-c/IMG_7565.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966734773185207266.post-2810535333425828200</id><published>2009-02-25T16:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T16:19:19.070-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't Even Go There</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://digitalblueglobal.files.wordpress.com/2007/06/stressed-is-desserts-magnet-c11750035.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 350px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 232px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://digitalblueglobal.files.wordpress.com/2007/06/stressed-is-desserts-magnet-c11750035.jpeg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ya'll. I'm not going to lie. It's a combination of all things. I know, I realize I'm not the only woman on the planet w/ "things to do".  But when my "piggy-back" internet connection only has one bar, I refuse to wait 5 hours for one word at a time.  With that in mind I would like to start my holiday wishlist today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Santa,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Wireless Internet&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Gold's Gym &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tanning Package (Yes, I want to lay in a cancer bed 15 minutes a day, b/c I am vain)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Gossiping Classmates To Be Quiet....MYOB! (Mind Your Own Business)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Costco giftcard to buy everything in/on the shelf, forklift, table, freezer, etc&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A flight to anywhere but here...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;School's intense. Anesthesia boards are the first weekend in April. I have a presentation this weekend at a dental conference on International Dentistry/Dental Tourism (google it, it's interesting) and it's effects on dental providers in the US.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for break this term, but am anxious, b/c my education trail is coming to an end, which means I have to grow up. Hmm, perhaps Dental School...perhaps...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;X's &amp;amp; O's from Les Boise &lt;em&gt;(Leh Bwah)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4966734773185207266-2810535333425828200?l=lauraannjordan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lauraannjordan.blogspot.com/feeds/2810535333425828200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4966734773185207266&amp;postID=2810535333425828200' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966734773185207266/posts/default/2810535333425828200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966734773185207266/posts/default/2810535333425828200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lauraannjordan.blogspot.com/2009/02/dont-even-go-there.html' title='Don&apos;t Even Go There'/><author><name>Laura J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09828534787589067287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966734773185207266.post-955113807340085330</id><published>2009-01-09T18:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T19:24:26.287-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rollah Towne</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;R-Rockin' Skater&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;O-Ouch!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;L-Laura&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;L-Laura&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;E-Essential to my eternal joy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;R-Roller Blades are for trend setters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;T-Turn Tables&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;O-Ow Wee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;W-White Trash Teenagers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;N-Nite Skate 10pm-6am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;E-EVERYONE'S INVITED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Over Christmas Break my gangstas from High School called me up last minute and said, "Free pass to roller towne, get over here NOW!" It was so spectacular! I totally ate it one night, ouch! My knee is still in pain if I kneel, sorry! No prayers for this righteous mo-mo! Haha! Here's a photo essay of my eve of bliss. Love it, b/c I did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289497411534755906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SWgR3u7gmEI/AAAAAAAAATg/iH4sXBV2o-w/s320/IMG_7462.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hey MR DJ put a record on, I wanna dance w/ my babae! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289496900380070818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SWgRZ-uvE6I/AAAAAAAAATY/4qy0aV7qVO4/s320/IMG_7443.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HOT DOG ANYONE? So gross, drinks only. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289497586977345122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SWgSB8gSDmI/AAAAAAAAATo/653XZZoZbmU/s320/IMG_7447.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Totally rocked the old school skates, mine are the smaller ones.  Matt's are the "other" ones. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289497982343607810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SWgSY9W8dgI/AAAAAAAAAUA/jL9dzQtTV7A/s320/IMG_7459.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Sassy Sk-8er&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289497694494175026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SWgSINCSrzI/AAAAAAAAATw/N9BJpwKXlsg/s320/IMG_7442.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Matt, haha! We danced like those skates have never seen before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289498200856846450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SWgSlrYj4HI/AAAAAAAAAUI/nKC1Rqa_6ac/s320/IMG_7464.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;GROUPIES!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289497831259008514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SWgSQKhkbgI/AAAAAAAAAT4/GplnV9M_A94/s320/IMG_7449.JPG" border="0" /&gt;HAHAHAH! Sweet David totally ATE it!  You should hear the comments that people have to say about themselves in this pic.  As for me, well, lookin' good, lookin' good. LOL! ugh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4966734773185207266-955113807340085330?l=lauraannjordan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lauraannjordan.blogspot.com/feeds/955113807340085330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4966734773185207266&amp;postID=955113807340085330' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966734773185207266/posts/default/955113807340085330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966734773185207266/posts/default/955113807340085330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lauraannjordan.blogspot.com/2009/01/rollah-towne.html' title='Rollah Towne'/><author><name>Laura J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09828534787589067287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SWgR3u7gmEI/AAAAAAAAATg/iH4sXBV2o-w/s72-c/IMG_7462.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966734773185207266.post-96059769684543372</id><published>2008-12-29T10:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T10:41:08.180-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh what fun it is to ride...</title><content type='html'>Just some fun pictures from Christmas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285280779785577458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SVkW3dlRo_I/AAAAAAAAAS4/sI9n6qC7Uko/s320/IMG_7415.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Beck with his great-grandma Pathe. Presh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285280531839233250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SVkWpB6QrOI/AAAAAAAAASw/bY7gcUEq5NI/s320/IMG_7401.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is what happens when you leave Louise in charge of the pancake breakfast.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285279794597255250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SVkV-HeE2FI/AAAAAAAAASo/0m01jAZA45I/s320/IMG_7402.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Guitar Hero, Guitar Hero, &amp;amp; more Guitar Hero.&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/4966734773185207266-96059769684543372?l=lauraannjordan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lauraannjordan.blogspot.com/feeds/96059769684543372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4966734773185207266&amp;postID=96059769684543372' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966734773185207266/posts/default/96059769684543372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966734773185207266/posts/default/96059769684543372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lauraannjordan.blogspot.com/2008/12/oh-what-fun-it-is-to-ride.html' title='Oh what fun it is to ride...'/><author><name>Laura J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09828534787589067287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SVkW3dlRo_I/AAAAAAAAAS4/sI9n6qC7Uko/s72-c/IMG_7415.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966734773185207266.post-9073346162819900767</id><published>2008-12-21T17:21:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T18:31:47.811-08:00</updated><title type='text'>D-Land Oh Eight</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I LOVE DISNEYLAND!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Im not going to lie. I absolutely love this place. I get so excited talking about the rides, churros, pineapple stalks, and tortilla factory. I don't think I could ever get enough. I believe the only reason to live in LA would be any reason to have an annual pass and spend a friday night grabbing a burger at ESPN Zone and going for a jaunt through California Adventure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;For Christmas this year I got into town early, Louise flew into Burbank 4 days later, so dad suggested, "Disneyland?" Hello, who in their right mind would say no? Not this girl! Dad, Louise, Mom and I spent two nights in Anaheim and one BOMB day to wrap up 2008...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Pictures say a thousand words...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282418797586570994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SU7r6LD-XvI/AAAAAAAAAQM/N7Bf1b8ACsU/s320/IMG_7304.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Aviator Nation...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282420756960714898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SU7tsOTLIJI/AAAAAAAAAQc/VxP42gwQHkw/s320/IMG_7309.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Merry Christmas Disneyland&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282420900049401986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SU7t0jWLOII/AAAAAAAAAQk/W1iAEFwnl5Y/s320/IMG_7310.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Disneyland's Honored Guests: Louise &amp;amp; Laura&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282419079955353090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SU7sKm98DgI/AAAAAAAAAQU/6hhXqza13NI/s320/IMG_7308.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Oh it's a jolly holiday w/ you Bert! Um, Bert why does it look like you have ONE leg? The other one is raised behind my back. I know, don't ask me...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282422133011884450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SU7u8UfVqaI/AAAAAAAAARU/68Dli5wMBks/s320/IMG_7347.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Pre-splash, on Splash Mountain&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282423090477014546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SU7v0DU0HhI/AAAAAAAAARk/3iyBhu6hckE/s320/IMG_7350.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;HOOOOOLY SMOKES!!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282423284105594610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SU7v_UpdxvI/AAAAAAAAARs/VL32_yL_O8k/s320/IMG_7352.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;You can't tell, but guess what. Our pants are SOAKED, and my top SOAKED. It wasn't a super warm day either. Any chance to stand in the sun...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282421969002778706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SU7uyxghUFI/AAAAAAAAARM/upzHQxITuQs/s320/IMG_7342.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The Haunted Mansion was Nightmare Before Christmas- never seen it, hmm...oh well. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282421779596088498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SU7unv6clLI/AAAAAAAAARE/ld0p8BGKgTE/s320/IMG_7336.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;She was so cute. Santa made her that dress. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282423554028051538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SU7wPCL_nFI/AAAAAAAAAR0/mtUachtycd8/s320/IMG_7373.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;In line for Soaring Over California. This is about 3pm&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282423765866220130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SU7wbXWJimI/AAAAAAAAAR8/YLPsHvIO_bQ/s320/IMG_7375.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;TOWER OF TERROR. I tell you what, this is my favorite ride. It's so intense everytime, you completely forget how gross your gut feels as you drop floors. I spent this ride cracking up! Laughing hysterically the whole time! Have I mentioned that I love Disneyland. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282423992430894194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SU7wojXYHHI/AAAAAAAAASE/lEoX-bV4TgM/s320/IMG_7377.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Me n' my Mama&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282424233894178050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SU7w2m4tbQI/AAAAAAAAASM/rIxW43l1wH4/s320/IMG_7378.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Me n' my Papa. Guess who's cheeks I got...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282421557094443682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SU7uazB66qI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/Vc_2VOShK0c/s320/IMG_7334.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;How can you resist a sword in a stone?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282421328918995522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SU7uNhAp4kI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/sBtwwtzuorA/s320/IMG_7317.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Indiana Jones- bahaha! Louise is ligit there. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282422439259047426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SU7vOJWWhgI/AAAAAAAAARc/g1mb2JlJjeA/s320/IMG_7325.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This was exhilerating. Apparently Louise &amp;amp; I handle stress a bit differently. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282424519458158786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SU7xHOsd-MI/AAAAAAAAASU/kVnKzfNFqB4/s320/IMG_7380.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Me and the Rizz. Prior to the most boring 3D Muppet Movie I've ever seen. But I love my muppets still, especially Rizzo, he's so hilarious! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282424689780536738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SU7xRJMfNaI/AAAAAAAAASc/nb3Q1tI0BQ8/s320/IMG_7399.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Goodnight Disneyland! Thanks for another FANTASMIC day! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Till we meet again... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4966734773185207266-9073346162819900767?l=lauraannjordan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lauraannjordan.blogspot.com/feeds/9073346162819900767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4966734773185207266&amp;postID=9073346162819900767' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966734773185207266/posts/default/9073346162819900767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966734773185207266/posts/default/9073346162819900767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lauraannjordan.blogspot.com/2008/12/d-land-oh-eight.html' title='D-Land Oh Eight'/><author><name>Laura J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09828534787589067287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SU7r6LD-XvI/AAAAAAAAAQM/N7Bf1b8ACsU/s72-c/IMG_7304.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966734773185207266.post-847392641004884418</id><published>2008-11-29T11:17:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T11:50:52.323-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Seconds Anyone?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;HAPPY THANKSGIVING! WHOOP WHOOP!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Another year DOWN, and one pant size UP!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/STGXZWyc3ZI/AAAAAAAAAPk/MjOv8zgIaRI/s1600-h/IMG_7276.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274163100497272210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/STGXZWyc3ZI/AAAAAAAAAPk/MjOv8zgIaRI/s320/IMG_7276.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year for thanksgiving we gathered at Jeff &amp;amp; Annas for a little feast. Orem, Ut? I know right? But it's become the home away from home for our family. Louise was able to join us, a pit stop before she attends a convention in LA for work.  It was a smaller than usual celebration but it was great, Anna made her first turkey (it was delish), I made my pies, Louise got down on the potatoes, and mom made the seafood casserole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've stayed up every night watching movies, playing games and never wanting the fun to stop! Today it's 12:45pm- family status:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dad&lt;/strong&gt;: he's been wearing his workout clothes for a half hour now, ipod around his waist and all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jeff&lt;/strong&gt;: w/ Lion King &amp;amp; breakfast under his belt he's settled next to me watching the 6 disc series of John Adams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mom &amp;amp; Louise&lt;/strong&gt;: Running "errands" aka shopping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Anna&lt;/strong&gt;: painting a potential shelf for the living room. Black or White?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Boys&lt;/strong&gt;: running a muck in the neighborhood- typical activities for a saturday&lt;br /&gt;As for me, still in my jammies &amp;amp; I don't wanna move, so I'm not going to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/STGVj4i7h9I/AAAAAAAAAPc/UQnNEKlxPH8/s1600-h/IMG_7277.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274161082334414802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/STGVj4i7h9I/AAAAAAAAAPc/UQnNEKlxPH8/s320/IMG_7277.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mama gettin' ready to dig in! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274163385799755554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/STGXp9n3RyI/AAAAAAAAAPs/ehd8knyPwiQ/s320/IMG_7273.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Da Boys from the hood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274163872163434994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/STGYGReAEfI/AAAAAAAAAP0/iMCBofwWha4/s320/IMG_7278.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Jack says, "Dad I want the one on the bone." In response Jeff says, "I think there's something we can do about that..." I love the way Jeff &amp;amp; Anna let the boys be boys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274164474689833986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/STGYpWDfTAI/AAAAAAAAAP8/Gyu8OblNZGU/s320/IMG_7279.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Yes folks, all of it. He doesn't have a lazy eye, when I took this picture he was growling like an animal. Haha, he's nothing short of intense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274165139776549090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/STGZQDshMOI/AAAAAAAAAQE/UY6dYW8uEX0/s320/IMG_7275.JPG" border="0" /&gt;So, Louise looked at the bar and didn't see the gravy.  Bahah! She went to all the trouble to fill it to the tippy top.  She announced her travel across the floor and halfway through I burst her bubble, "Louise, what are you doing?  It's on the counter already!" LOL, her mission was in vain.  Not really, but it was hilarious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone had a fantastic meal and good times w/ their families! &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/4966734773185207266-847392641004884418?l=lauraannjordan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lauraannjordan.blogspot.com/feeds/847392641004884418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4966734773185207266&amp;postID=847392641004884418' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966734773185207266/posts/default/847392641004884418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966734773185207266/posts/default/847392641004884418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lauraannjordan.blogspot.com/2008/11/seconds-anyone.html' title='Seconds Anyone?'/><author><name>Laura J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09828534787589067287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/STGXZWyc3ZI/AAAAAAAAAPk/MjOv8zgIaRI/s72-c/IMG_7276.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966734773185207266.post-6197397539268934384</id><published>2008-11-25T22:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T22:27:27.590-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Prickly Pear Paw</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SSzrNz0AbxI/AAAAAAAAAPU/Yo2AXGWPovQ/s1600-h/IMG_7249.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272847886223175442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SSzrNz0AbxI/AAAAAAAAAPU/Yo2AXGWPovQ/s320/IMG_7249.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I DID IT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only have I become one of those bloggers that takes pictures of the food she makes, but I also have made the infamous pie.  I don't know what it is but when I make something I hate to be the first to take the first bite.  Annie came over the next day to be the tester, "Laura, this is goood!" I had nothing to do with it, it's all in the recipie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only saw the picture on the magazine and it all came true.  That's why I like food magazines, b/c I can actually accomplish the image on the cover.  Women's Fitness on the otherhand, I leave that to those skinny snatches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over and Out&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4966734773185207266-6197397539268934384?l=lauraannjordan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lauraannjordan.blogspot.com/feeds/6197397539268934384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4966734773185207266&amp;postID=6197397539268934384' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966734773185207266/posts/default/6197397539268934384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966734773185207266/posts/default/6197397539268934384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lauraannjordan.blogspot.com/2008/11/prickly-pear-paw.html' title='Prickly Pear Paw'/><author><name>Laura J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09828534787589067287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SSzrNz0AbxI/AAAAAAAAAPU/Yo2AXGWPovQ/s72-c/IMG_7249.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966734773185207266.post-1187001610228703005</id><published>2008-11-20T21:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T21:38:27.782-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pear Shaped</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.bctree.com/images/photos/pear-bartlett.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 360px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 360px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.bctree.com/images/photos/pear-bartlett.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mmmm, I LOVE PEARS!  It all started w/ pears and cottage cheese. Then pear bread, then the plastic pears in the bowl, now I see the color in every cataloge &amp;amp; store on the planet.  I'm obsessed.   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But most recently I was in line at WinCo, waiting patiently.  I saw the Cooking Light magazine.  I HEART that magazine, everytime I see it I think, "Man I should buy this, I don't need this..."  I'm SICK of being practical! I want to buy a stinking magazine if I want it! --that's a whole new blog.  Guess what's in the magazine in time for Thanksgiving, PEAR PIE w/ STREUSEL TOPPING &amp;amp; CARAMEL SAUCE!  Holy smokes, this confirms that my new pear obsession is totally okay, Pears keep coming at me like it's okay! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Besides, my body is pear shaped, it's a sign...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Go to cookinglight.com and search "pear pie"...mmmmm, you're lives will never be the same.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4966734773185207266-1187001610228703005?l=lauraannjordan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lauraannjordan.blogspot.com/feeds/1187001610228703005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4966734773185207266&amp;postID=1187001610228703005' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966734773185207266/posts/default/1187001610228703005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966734773185207266/posts/default/1187001610228703005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lauraannjordan.blogspot.com/2008/11/pear-shaped.html' title='Pear Shaped'/><author><name>Laura J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09828534787589067287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966734773185207266.post-8843462166356305622</id><published>2008-10-29T18:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T18:58:17.924-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tahoe Tastic</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SQkK5ou_zII/AAAAAAAAAMc/QdJaQ6d13zc/s1600-h/IMG_4027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262749624862493826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SQkK5ou_zII/AAAAAAAAAMc/QdJaQ6d13zc/s320/IMG_4027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Last weekend the WHOLE family went to Lake Tahoe, Nevada. You guys, it was sooo much fun. It all started when my dad mentioned the ACTRA (team roping) nationals in Reno. He knew I'd be interested, but then when word spread (you know how it does in families), everyone made arrangments to get there, we made it happen. Here are some pictures of the good times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Mom 1 Dad 8 Kids 4 Grandchildren&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262750551433378674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SQkLvkete3I/AAAAAAAAAMk/vSWaeFAPrwA/s320/IMG_3917.JPG" border="0" /&gt; An evening at the arena in Reno, YEEHAW!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262751899911492050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SQkM-D88kdI/AAAAAAAAAM8/W-Yl0HsuMfs/s320/IMG_3962.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;This is the kitchen, food available all hours. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is a morning picture. First come first serve...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262751243515258578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SQkMX2r45tI/AAAAAAAAAMs/Nin8MYtxc4I/s320/IMG_3937.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;THE TABLE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Talking til all hours in the morn, dinners, laughter, cards...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262751519089541634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SQkMn5R6wgI/AAAAAAAAAM0/AU41TIPOeGg/s320/IMG_3953.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Happy Birthday Mom &amp;amp; Louise! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262754404818665842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SQkPP3dWwXI/AAAAAAAAANE/vKnwQbJJch4/s320/IMG_4164.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;"Again! Again!" That's what Daddys &amp;amp; Uncles are for. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262754850494980498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SQkPpzu3oZI/AAAAAAAAANM/RWFywMG_0Q4/s320/IMG_3974.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;A day by the lake. Weather was perfecto.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262755522520680786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SQkQQ7OSCVI/AAAAAAAAANU/-2kO-EISYl0/s320/IMG_7201.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;There's more where that came from...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262756221813486834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SQkQ5oSrdPI/AAAAAAAAANc/cyUPSMuGOx0/s320/IMG_4019.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Jackson, Brixton &amp;amp; Jordan- where's Beck?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262756625635038706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SQkRRIpPVfI/AAAAAAAAANk/LH5KfUi9qMI/s320/IMG_3967.JPG" border="0" /&gt; There he is!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262757217061544882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SQkRzj4To7I/AAAAAAAAAN0/zTg5wt_5AHg/s320/IMG_4089.JPG" border="0" /&gt;BAHAHAH! During family pics--&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Larry Lee Called, He was his senior picture back. *Larry Lee is the photographer that takes our cheesy senior picture poses...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The vacation was perfect. Too bad it was only a few days. But just enough to have a few inside jokes, and family fun! I LOVE MY FAMILY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4966734773185207266-8843462166356305622?l=lauraannjordan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lauraannjordan.blogspot.com/feeds/8843462166356305622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4966734773185207266&amp;postID=8843462166356305622' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966734773185207266/posts/default/8843462166356305622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966734773185207266/posts/default/8843462166356305622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lauraannjordan.blogspot.com/2008/10/tahoe-tastic.html' title='Tahoe Tastic'/><author><name>Laura J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09828534787589067287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SQkK5ou_zII/AAAAAAAAAMc/QdJaQ6d13zc/s72-c/IMG_4027.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966734773185207266.post-4996110562753961120</id><published>2008-10-13T20:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T21:09:52.345-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hang Time...</title><content type='html'>I couldn't resist.  I love taking "Jump" pictures, only b/c you can't just take one, you have to take tons! Besides, girls have gotta make some use of that bride/groom picture standing thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SPQa3ngQnmI/AAAAAAAAAMM/LTodO7hWJtk/s1600-h/IMG_7131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256856207847628386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SPQa3ngQnmI/AAAAAAAAAMM/LTodO7hWJtk/s320/IMG_7131.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SPQakOA_SVI/AAAAAAAAAME/uXbzUzOvLYs/s1600-h/IMG_7130.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256855874588068178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SPQakOA_SVI/AAAAAAAAAME/uXbzUzOvLYs/s320/IMG_7130.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4966734773185207266-4996110562753961120?l=lauraannjordan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lauraannjordan.blogspot.com/feeds/4996110562753961120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4966734773185207266&amp;postID=4996110562753961120' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966734773185207266/posts/default/4996110562753961120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966734773185207266/posts/default/4996110562753961120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lauraannjordan.blogspot.com/2008/10/jump-for-joy.html' title='Hang Time...'/><author><name>Laura J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09828534787589067287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SPQa3ngQnmI/AAAAAAAAAMM/LTodO7hWJtk/s72-c/IMG_7131.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966734773185207266.post-2705630878541547382</id><published>2008-10-09T21:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T21:12:00.290-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dawgs will be Dawgs...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Claire Richey and I have been "friends since the womb" (I've told everyone that this week &amp;amp; everyone loves that line)! It wasn't until the summer before her senior year that we became the closest we've ever been. Lately Claire has had a little spare time on her hands, I invited her to come spend the weekend w/ me in SLC during conference then join me for some QT in Boise. She took me up on the offer! Here are some pics of the good times in SLC/Boise...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255383498615946594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SO7fcqFz_WI/AAAAAAAAALc/dG5vM-Rpo34/s320/066.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Dawg &amp;amp; Dawg&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255382249876871106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SO7eT-LN18I/AAAAAAAAALU/0JDLDVkISOs/s320/065.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Saturday ALL day it rained. We walked around like this to keep out of the rain. I had brought my umbrella, b/c I'm a VET at this whole conference biz. But I'm also a VET at forgetting things especially when I need them. So annoying. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Also, please notice that the ticket says SUNDAY. Reminder, this picture was taken on SATURDAY morning. Too bad we realized we had a sunday ticket on saturday. But after being turned away at the door and some schmoozing w/ some ushers, we got in!! whoop whoop! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255381251704897330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SO7dZ3sePzI/AAAAAAAAALM/wPDxdWOWKLA/s320/049.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I've got friends in SLC, 3 of them work @ Pizza Factory (frequently termed PF). Claire &amp;amp; I ate at PF two days we were there, FREE pizza and salad bar for like 3 meals, SUCKA! I HEART PF&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255380493371391442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SO7cturrPdI/AAAAAAAAALE/h_STXa60-bs/s320/069.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255385041692454162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SO7g2ef67RI/AAAAAAAAALs/6p3qq48qBac/s320/070.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;Temple Time...I swear we were reverent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255384311113381042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SO7gL84S9LI/AAAAAAAAALk/F4SXBj0vmMc/s320/001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We didn't even make it out of Costco w/o opening the groceries! Yummy, $1.50 hot dogs and animal crackers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255378566401153618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SO7a9kKK2lI/AAAAAAAAAKs/rs0a3OMRSMM/s320/002.JPG" border="0" /&gt; I cleaned her teeth!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255379042939291698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SO7bZTZtyDI/AAAAAAAAAK0/1fB48X1Qmbo/s320/021.JPG" border="0" /&gt; We did some TYE DYE!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255379731188526882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SO7cBXVHryI/AAAAAAAAAK8/ZsCkPQbAprA/s320/035.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4966734773185207266-2705630878541547382?l=lauraannjordan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lauraannjordan.blogspot.com/feeds/2705630878541547382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4966734773185207266&amp;postID=2705630878541547382' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966734773185207266/posts/default/2705630878541547382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966734773185207266/posts/default/2705630878541547382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lauraannjordan.blogspot.com/2008/10/dawgs-will-be-dawgs.html' title='Dawgs will be Dawgs...'/><author><name>Laura J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09828534787589067287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SO7fcqFz_WI/AAAAAAAAALc/dG5vM-Rpo34/s72-c/066.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966734773185207266.post-9083258815677754941</id><published>2008-09-27T09:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T21:16:41.842-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Class Clowns &amp; Good Kids</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SN5jIKUip7I/AAAAAAAAAKU/dK5n0zqLCg8/s1600-h/IMG_7056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250743207421192114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SN5jIKUip7I/AAAAAAAAAKU/dK5n0zqLCg8/s320/IMG_7056.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;April &amp;amp; Laura killing time in clinic waiting for our injection time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SN5i8UL4huI/AAAAAAAAAKM/rhkrFpJwgP0/s1600-h/IMG_7066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250743003910801122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SN5i8UL4huI/AAAAAAAAAKM/rhkrFpJwgP0/s320/IMG_7066.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is Dr Hunt doing a demo for a student. I absolutely LOVE this man. He's perfected the art of being a HUGE mentor. He's a teacher in some of our classes and a Dr in clinic. He's BOMB! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SN5izTGjWsI/AAAAAAAAAKE/kxf9ddPsVUc/s1600-h/IMG_7074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250742849001183938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SN5izTGjWsI/AAAAAAAAAKE/kxf9ddPsVUc/s320/IMG_7074.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I am reciving an injection from Cody. In preparation for boards we have to say the right phrases during testing. Student: Im at my minimum depth of penetration. Instructor: I see proceed. Cody couldn't get his lines right! Ms Robinson wouldn't let him continue til' he said it right. At one point he sat w/ the needle in my lip (shaking) for too long. I was completely uncomfortable w/ it. "Get out, get out" I'd have started all over then have the needle shaking in my lip. As a result I was slightly bruised...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SN5in2DEsEI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/cRWXO08DZkQ/s1600-h/IMG_7081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250742652223402050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SN5in2DEsEI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/cRWXO08DZkQ/s320/IMG_7081.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; There's ME! I was completely scared. It went well, I got all my lines right- maybe high school drama program was more than just fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SN5ibVcLvmI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/NHp0ijgHnhw/s1600-h/IMG_7082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250742437311921762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SN5ibVcLvmI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/NHp0ijgHnhw/s320/IMG_7082.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; BOOYAH! I'm totally a professional.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SN5iS7Wu4HI/AAAAAAAAAJs/xGoRNtocWIc/s1600-h/IMG_7087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250742292870783090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SN5iS7Wu4HI/AAAAAAAAAJs/xGoRNtocWIc/s320/IMG_7087.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ms Robinson &amp;amp; I. She's sooo cute. She's definately one of our hardest instructors- way HARD. When the class is over though, she's all games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SN5iGwdhZ8I/AAAAAAAAAJk/ZmMslsGnMn4/s1600-h/IMG_7095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250742083788040130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SN5iGwdhZ8I/AAAAAAAAAJk/ZmMslsGnMn4/s320/IMG_7095.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ape &amp;amp; I went to a regional YSA activity last night. It was line dancing, mechanical bull, and tri tip! Overall, it was alright. Didn't see anyone smokin' hot, Im getting to old for some of he "boys" out there. PS I am not ever taking anymore pics w/ Ape, her head is small, and mine is HUGE! LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4966734773185207266-9083258815677754941?l=lauraannjordan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lauraannjordan.blogspot.com/feeds/9083258815677754941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4966734773185207266&amp;postID=9083258815677754941' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966734773185207266/posts/default/9083258815677754941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966734773185207266/posts/default/9083258815677754941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lauraannjordan.blogspot.com/2008/09/class-clowns-good-kids.html' title='Class Clowns &amp; Good Kids'/><author><name>Laura J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09828534787589067287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SN5jIKUip7I/AAAAAAAAAKU/dK5n0zqLCg8/s72-c/IMG_7056.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966734773185207266.post-5750973976120403178</id><published>2008-09-19T16:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T16:48:17.068-07:00</updated><title type='text'>That is FOUL...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SNQ3m78f-dI/AAAAAAAAAJU/m62cFSitfjs/s1600-h/IMG_7030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247880607859472850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SNQ3m78f-dI/AAAAAAAAAJU/m62cFSitfjs/s320/IMG_7030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SNQ3d9QxzzI/AAAAAAAAAJM/X_BT5GWmV1o/s1600-h/IMG_7031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247880453594140466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SNQ3d9QxzzI/AAAAAAAAAJM/X_BT5GWmV1o/s320/IMG_7031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So I have a neighbor.  A cat was jumping in and out of his car this afternoon when I was going back &amp;amp; forth to get my Costco groceries out.  In his 1984 Tbird-that was tore up from the floor up, with all windows down, floor littered with trash (empty cigarette cartons), and this...FOUL!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Honestly, I couldn't help myself but take a picture.  Side note: the guys' got ONE hand, and a prosthetic hook on  his left. This is as dangerous as texting I would say. FOUL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4966734773185207266-5750973976120403178?l=lauraannjordan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lauraannjordan.blogspot.com/feeds/5750973976120403178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4966734773185207266&amp;postID=5750973976120403178' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966734773185207266/posts/default/5750973976120403178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966734773185207266/posts/default/5750973976120403178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lauraannjordan.blogspot.com/2008/09/that-is-foul.html' title='That is FOUL...'/><author><name>Laura J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09828534787589067287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SNQ3m78f-dI/AAAAAAAAAJU/m62cFSitfjs/s72-c/IMG_7030.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966734773185207266.post-4098862758736588531</id><published>2008-09-16T19:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T20:19:59.157-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Girls gotta do...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;WHAT A GIRL'S GOTTA DO! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SNByXBSe7oI/AAAAAAAAAJE/JSqQio0ctbM/s1600-h/IMG_7028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246819305695145602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SNByXBSe7oI/AAAAAAAAAJE/JSqQio0ctbM/s320/IMG_7028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I love getting my hair done.  Seriously, if it was okay to get your hair done every two weeks I would do it! Lately w/ Marge still down in Utah, I've been going to a classmates sister.  Usually when I go in I'll give her, "Brown w/ low lights" or "Something more red...".  This time I said, "Whateves! I don't want blonde and I don't want black, you can use two colors."  I LOVE IT!  Today I wore my hair down to school- in the classroom it's okay, but idealy "HAIR UP ALWAYS"  Our Director, Dr Reff, gives us girls a hard time about our hair, if it was up to him he would have it chopped.  He asked who I was, while standing over me, as I was filling out papers.  He said it as if I wasn't there- he always does that.  He knows exactly who I am, he doesn't want us to think he's become emotionally attached to us, during out education at Apollo. I popped up and said,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Laura Jordan," shaking his hand, "How are you today Dr Reff?"&lt;br /&gt;"Your hair is down Miss Jordan, are you in clinic?" He said w/ a trouble making smile.&lt;br /&gt;"No, we're on break from Pathology, it's not against the rules to have our hair down.  Besides, I just got it done, I have to show it off today."  I said, as I pulled it back in a pony.&lt;br /&gt;Throwing his head back in laughter, "Why do women do that?"&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, you just wait Dr Reff, your cute 10 year old daughter is going to ask you for $70 dollars to get her hair done someday..."&lt;br /&gt;"Oh no she won't!" he said, w/ a confident smile.&lt;br /&gt;Without missing a beat, I said, "Thats what MY dad thought, then he married my mother and had 4 daughters!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were all rolling, he walked down the hall, shaking his head.  It's the truth.  Why does it cost so much to get your hair done? Ugh, so annoying. I know Marge (my salon diva sister) is going to respond to this in a salons defense.  But, it's true!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad, don't worry.  Mine didn't cost $70, I convinced Jimie Jo that because I was letting her experiment on my hair I only had to pay $35. What sane woman would say no to a $35 cut and color?  No one, especially not MY mother.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4966734773185207266-4098862758736588531?l=lauraannjordan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lauraannjordan.blogspot.com/feeds/4098862758736588531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4966734773185207266&amp;postID=4098862758736588531' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966734773185207266/posts/default/4098862758736588531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966734773185207266/posts/default/4098862758736588531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lauraannjordan.blogspot.com/2008/09/girls-gotta-do.html' title='Girls gotta do...'/><author><name>Laura J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09828534787589067287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SNByXBSe7oI/AAAAAAAAAJE/JSqQio0ctbM/s72-c/IMG_7028.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966734773185207266.post-8266155615190402428</id><published>2008-09-09T22:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T22:46:00.631-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MADGE, MARGEY, MARGE, MAGGIE...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SMdd1g4-gSI/AAAAAAAAAI4/IH63UPWrBVA/s1600-h/IMG_6540.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244263465039593762" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SMdd1g4-gSI/AAAAAAAAAI4/IH63UPWrBVA/s320/IMG_6540.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;EVERYONE KNOWS HER NOT BY HER REAL NAME (MARGARET), BUT BY THE NAME I FEEL LIKE CALLING HER THAT DAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MARGE HAS CONSISTENTLY ASKED FOR A BLOG IN DEDICATION TO HER.  (I ONLY HOPE SHE HASN'T SEEN THE SWEETEST ONE SHALIE MADE FOR NIKKI).  SO HERE IT IS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE MARGE! SHE IS MOVING TO IDAHO TO BE CLOSER TO ME AND I CAN'T WAIT FOR HER ARRIVAL. SERIOUSLY CANNOT WAIT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS She's holding her niece from Hyrums side. Her name is precious Sadie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4966734773185207266-8266155615190402428?l=lauraannjordan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lauraannjordan.blogspot.com/feeds/8266155615190402428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4966734773185207266&amp;postID=8266155615190402428' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966734773185207266/posts/default/8266155615190402428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966734773185207266/posts/default/8266155615190402428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lauraannjordan.blogspot.com/2008/09/madge-margey-marge-maggie.html' title='MADGE, MARGEY, MARGE, MAGGIE...'/><author><name>Laura J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09828534787589067287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SMdd1g4-gSI/AAAAAAAAAI4/IH63UPWrBVA/s72-c/IMG_6540.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966734773185207266.post-7716743058945456677</id><published>2008-09-01T18:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T18:53:55.131-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Break</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SLychzIzTBI/AAAAAAAAAIw/aOpRyjmjJ-k/s1600-h/IMG_6996.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241236170829155346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SLychzIzTBI/AAAAAAAAAIw/aOpRyjmjJ-k/s320/IMG_6996.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SLya6m7X4XI/AAAAAAAAAIo/ygZ1exn0gYk/s1600-h/IMG_6985.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241234398025081202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SLya6m7X4XI/AAAAAAAAAIo/ygZ1exn0gYk/s320/IMG_6985.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SLyacHC760I/AAAAAAAAAIY/6tbJtcWYZVg/s1600-h/IMG_6982.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241233874070793026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SLyacHC760I/AAAAAAAAAIY/6tbJtcWYZVg/s320/IMG_6982.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SLyZ6EoyDHI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/RH3aQ8rUNXk/s1600-h/IMG_6968.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241233289308671090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SLyZ6EoyDHI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/RH3aQ8rUNXk/s320/IMG_6968.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This break was a good 'ol classic break from the "norm". Nothing too eventful- besides the tri, and a visit to California, spending TONS of time w/ Jeff &amp;amp; Anna, Dinosaur Museum, Scera Pool. Uh, maybe it was a bit more than I thought. Good Times! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just sharing some fun pics from the good times!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4966734773185207266-7716743058945456677?l=lauraannjordan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lauraannjordan.blogspot.com/feeds/7716743058945456677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4966734773185207266&amp;postID=7716743058945456677' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966734773185207266/posts/default/7716743058945456677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966734773185207266/posts/default/7716743058945456677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lauraannjordan.blogspot.com/2008/09/summer-break.html' title='Summer Break'/><author><name>Laura J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09828534787589067287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SLychzIzTBI/AAAAAAAAAIw/aOpRyjmjJ-k/s72-c/IMG_6996.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966734773185207266.post-8398420650854256691</id><published>2008-09-01T18:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T18:40:08.825-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Have Zero Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.melroseparklibrary.org/teens/images/twilight.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.melroseparklibrary.org/teens/images/twilight.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; You guys, I don't even know how to explain this obsession.  I talk to people about it like it's real.  If you're one of the few people who haven't read this series I know that you WILL enjoy this book.  During my break I started reading the first one, after 8 days two of the four books I've completed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I was finishing up the 2nd book and I was kinda scared.  hahah! Seriously, I didn't know what to do with myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fair warning, just like Jen told me, "You're gonna want a boyfriend after reading this..."  What doesn't make me want a boyfriend these days? HA! But honestly, it does. So go get your reading on and follow it up w/ a good snuggle!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4966734773185207266-8398420650854256691?l=lauraannjordan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lauraannjordan.blogspot.com/feeds/8398420650854256691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4966734773185207266&amp;postID=8398420650854256691' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966734773185207266/posts/default/8398420650854256691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966734773185207266/posts/default/8398420650854256691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lauraannjordan.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-have-zero-life.html' title='I Have Zero Life'/><author><name>Laura J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09828534787589067287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966734773185207266.post-8997306516045770685</id><published>2008-08-23T17:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T17:55:52.248-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CALLING ALL TRI-ATHLETES</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SLCuRdE9dJI/AAAAAAAAAII/5TK9_mW759s/s1600-h/IMG_3719.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237877981518328978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SLCuRdE9dJI/AAAAAAAAAII/5TK9_mW759s/s320/IMG_3719.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SLCuHmsVIQI/AAAAAAAAAIA/RtRVPYGA1H4/s1600-h/j+camera.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237877812300685570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SLCuHmsVIQI/AAAAAAAAAIA/RtRVPYGA1H4/s320/j+camera.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SLCuBobe6JI/AAAAAAAAAH4/ZCK9336ZCzM/s1600-h/jeffs+camera.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237877709687679122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SLCuBobe6JI/AAAAAAAAAH4/ZCK9336ZCzM/s320/jeffs+camera.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It's official, we're annual Share A Smile Tri-Athletes! Our second year, 1/4 mile swim, 10 mile bike, and 3 mile run.  I knew what was coming this year so I "trained"...a little.  It was such a good time, last year it was Dad, me and Jeff.  It was fantastic to have Anna, Hyrum, and Marge join us this year.  Jeff won out of our group, Dad got second place in his age group. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The foundation we ran for is called "Share A Smile", this year they went to Moroco and did 1.3 million dollars for smiles in Moroco.  They raised $22,000 this year, their best year.  You guys, we should all do it together, its in August every year, like $40. So fantastic! Whoop Whoop! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The organization &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4966734773185207266-8997306516045770685?l=lauraannjordan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lauraannjordan.blogspot.com/feeds/8997306516045770685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4966734773185207266&amp;postID=8997306516045770685' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966734773185207266/posts/default/8997306516045770685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966734773185207266/posts/default/8997306516045770685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lauraannjordan.blogspot.com/2008/08/calling-all-tri-athletes.html' title='CALLING ALL TRI-ATHLETES'/><author><name>Laura J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09828534787589067287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SLCuRdE9dJI/AAAAAAAAAII/5TK9_mW759s/s72-c/IMG_3719.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966734773185207266.post-8455105411711404692</id><published>2008-08-20T16:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T16:52:32.274-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HOUSE WARMING PARTY- ALL ARE WELCOME!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SKysXxX4nVI/AAAAAAAAAHw/IxrHn5vz5LA/s1600-h/IMG_6960.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236749991115529554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SKysXxX4nVI/AAAAAAAAAHw/IxrHn5vz5LA/s320/IMG_6960.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SKysJWFkX7I/AAAAAAAAAHo/j_rwCRdCXkg/s1600-h/IMG_6957.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236749743272779698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SKysJWFkX7I/AAAAAAAAAHo/j_rwCRdCXkg/s320/IMG_6957.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I was on my way home from the gym in Orem, Ut the other day and saw this house.  It literally took my breath away!  I made Emigh drive by later that day so I could take pictures, to show my husband or architect someday.  I'll know exactly what I want. Don't worry, it's a model home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The colors are perfect, the stone is perfect.  The size is quite large, I would want to downsize.  I am NOT cleaning that whole place by myself!  I want the porch to wrap around the whole back and something more of a porch in the front.  Anyway, it's anterior is perfect!  I love that the garage is on the side, and you can't see it from the front (a quality my mother taught me).  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Perfect house for me and my family on a ranch far away from noise, and the world.  I will have it someday, "just you wait, 'enry iggins, just you wait!"  You're all invited to the house warming party!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SKyr_hfG34I/AAAAAAAAAHg/-81zxxmV-tY/s1600-h/IMG_6960.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4966734773185207266-8455105411711404692?l=lauraannjordan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lauraannjordan.blogspot.com/feeds/8455105411711404692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4966734773185207266&amp;postID=8455105411711404692' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966734773185207266/posts/default/8455105411711404692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966734773185207266/posts/default/8455105411711404692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lauraannjordan.blogspot.com/2008/08/house-warming-party-all-are-welcome.html' title='HOUSE WARMING PARTY- ALL ARE WELCOME!'/><author><name>Laura J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09828534787589067287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SKysXxX4nVI/AAAAAAAAAHw/IxrHn5vz5LA/s72-c/IMG_6960.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966734773185207266.post-8737928581336404178</id><published>2008-08-20T16:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T16:26:38.460-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally Over</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SKyoINKgHYI/AAAAAAAAAHY/MgGdfufJNw0/s1600-h/IMG_6948.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236745325651172738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SKyoINKgHYI/AAAAAAAAAHY/MgGdfufJNw0/s320/IMG_6948.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;WHOOP BABY YEAH! SO, FINALS WEEK WAS INTENSE! THIS PICTURE IS AFTER OUR LAST NIGHT OF STUDYING- WE WENT TO THE TACO TRUCK AT 7PM &amp;amp; AT 8PM WE ORDERED PIZZA, ATE BANANA CREME PUDDING, AND SODA! OH MY GOODNESS, SO MUCH FOOD! BUT DON'T EVEN THINK I FELT GUILTY, I THINK IT'S B/C I WASN'T ALONE. NOW IM ON BREAK IN SALT SIZZLE! ITS WEIRD TO BE BACK, AND KNOW THAT THIS IS NOT MY HOME ANYMORE, BUT WHATEVER...RIGHT?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&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/4966734773185207266-8737928581336404178?l=lauraannjordan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lauraannjordan.blogspot.com/feeds/8737928581336404178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4966734773185207266&amp;postID=8737928581336404178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966734773185207266/posts/default/8737928581336404178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966734773185207266/posts/default/8737928581336404178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lauraannjordan.blogspot.com/2008/08/finally-over.html' title='Finally Over'/><author><name>Laura J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09828534787589067287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SKyoINKgHYI/AAAAAAAAAHY/MgGdfufJNw0/s72-c/IMG_6948.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966734773185207266.post-1010282696549332726</id><published>2008-08-07T16:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T16:45:44.698-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SO WHAT'S YOUR EXCUSE?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SJuIwtp34VI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/92wiFWRl2A4/s1600-h/IMG_6033_0135_219.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231925762591285586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SJuIwtp34VI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/92wiFWRl2A4/s320/IMG_6033_0135_219.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SJuIHwkSnZI/AAAAAAAAAHI/NtgX01xzLpE/s1600-h/IMG_6032_0136_220.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231925058998541714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SJuIHwkSnZI/AAAAAAAAAHI/NtgX01xzLpE/s320/IMG_6032_0136_220.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;I have a VERY cute apt here in Boise! I live by myself and keep all my things exactly where I want them. And, yes, I LOVE living by myself. I am never home alone- except when I want to be. Much to your surprise I have made friends here at school. A few of us live here, in the complex, so we're NEVER apart. For example, I couldn't sleep last night, neither could Annie. At 1:30am I walked across the parking lot and we sat outside talking, until we fell asleep! The complex has families, college students, you name it, they've got it. It's a pretty laid back atmosphere around here, w/ my classmates near by it's almost BYU-esq w/o the cougars...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Upon my arrival in Boise, Mom, Louise &amp;amp; I drove around town to make my apt what it is. I got a $15 vacuum, all my kitchen appliances (crock pot, processor) and an ironing board and iron at DI. Then it was off to Wal-Mart- my place is the ULTIMATE college apt. But even better...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I STILL HAVE GRANNY'S COUCH!!&lt;/strong&gt; Yes folks, lime green, velvet from the 70's. Its priceless. Here is how I got all my other furnishings:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;TV (Louise got it back in the day from a "rent to own" place)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Bookshelves- a gift from a christmas in high school&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Bed- hand me down from Brandi Karren&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Dresser- free (sand paper and spray paint w/ new knobs)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Night stand- same as the dresser&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Table- cheapo status at "wally" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;So here is my motto, YOU HAVE NO EXCUSE FOR HAVING AN UGLY APT!! Take care of your things and be resourceful. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4966734773185207266-1010282696549332726?l=lauraannjordan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lauraannjordan.blogspot.com/feeds/1010282696549332726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4966734773185207266&amp;postID=1010282696549332726' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966734773185207266/posts/default/1010282696549332726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966734773185207266/posts/default/1010282696549332726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lauraannjordan.blogspot.com/2008/08/so-whats-your-excuse.html' title='SO WHAT&apos;S YOUR EXCUSE?'/><author><name>Laura J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09828534787589067287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SJuIwtp34VI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/92wiFWRl2A4/s72-c/IMG_6033_0135_219.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966734773185207266.post-8226380047427547893</id><published>2008-07-25T13:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T23:40:26.544-08:00</updated><title type='text'>You Won't Believe It...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THEY BROKE UP!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;He called her "Monkey" when he proposed, and they stuck together long enough for the bachelor reunion.  The LA diva wasn't a good fit for the modest englishman.  Who knew?  Ugh, she made me ill!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SIo2K373s4I/AAAAAAAAAHA/5WlhzEBkr94/s1600-h/matt_grant.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227049877958538114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SIo2K373s4I/AAAAAAAAAHA/5WlhzEBkr94/s320/matt_grant.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4966734773185207266-8226380047427547893?l=lauraannjordan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lauraannjordan.blogspot.com/feeds/8226380047427547893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4966734773185207266&amp;postID=8226380047427547893' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966734773185207266/posts/default/8226380047427547893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966734773185207266/posts/default/8226380047427547893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lauraannjordan.blogspot.com/2008/07/you-wont-believe-it.html' title='You Won&apos;t Believe It...'/><author><name>Laura J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09828534787589067287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SIo2K373s4I/AAAAAAAAAHA/5WlhzEBkr94/s72-c/matt_grant.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966734773185207266.post-4676477531017167591</id><published>2008-07-20T01:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T23:40:27.456-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Missin' the ninos</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SIL-3QBbZwI/AAAAAAAAAG4/oqJ3Vr6_JEw/s1600-h/Ecuador+177.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225018742850414338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SIL-3QBbZwI/AAAAAAAAAG4/oqJ3Vr6_JEw/s320/Ecuador+177.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SIL-jWddf0I/AAAAAAAAAGw/sJI37Fv_0Zg/s1600-h/Ecuador+003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225018400981221186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SIL-jWddf0I/AAAAAAAAAGw/sJI37Fv_0Zg/s320/Ecuador+003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SIL5ndMfaEI/AAAAAAAAAGg/_7MLOWC9g7o/s1600-h/IMG_5905.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225012973950429250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SIL5ndMfaEI/AAAAAAAAAGg/_7MLOWC9g7o/s320/IMG_5905.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SIL5dOo9ulI/AAAAAAAAAGY/xOB8KoOYkHs/s1600-h/Ecuador+134.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225012798244633170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SIL5dOo9ulI/AAAAAAAAAGY/xOB8KoOYkHs/s320/Ecuador+134.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SIL4U-AIjVI/AAAAAAAAAGI/EMmiwrOlrE0/s1600-h/Merry_Christmas_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225011556827827538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SIL4U-AIjVI/AAAAAAAAAGI/EMmiwrOlrE0/s320/Merry_Christmas_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHICAS DE OSSO! &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Thats what the women who worked at the orphanage called us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Nov 2008-Jan-2009 I lived in Ecuador. I was looking for a new adventure, I had been living in SLC for almost two years. I was waiting to hear if I had been accepted into Boise's hygiene program, I was so ready to move, a new adventure. Dad called me up one day and pretty much said, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Could you go to Ecuador in a few months?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Yeah, what for?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"To work with orphaned children"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Woah! Dad, I don't know. Sounds fun though."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I quit work, signed up with the Orphange Support Services Organization (OSSO) got my shots, passport, and said CIAO to America. It was an experience I had been looking for. I worked with 30 children newborn-toddler who had been completely abandoned. That doesn't include the "safe homes" provided for abused, handicapp, and poor. I met at least 100 children and young adults who influenced my life in a HUGE way. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Since leaving I get regular updates. A baby that was turned over to the orphange has died, he was only 5 months old. But good news too, two of them are being adopted! So wonderful! I had my favorites, I think about them often. I want to go back and visit, but by the time that happens they wouldn't know who I was. Man, I hope they're doing well. I would love to post pics of them but I can't b/c some of them are being protected by the orphanage from kidnappers, and other freakish people. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;For the last 2 weeks of my trip Louise came to visit me. It was Christmas, I was sooo happy to see her! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We spent our last week at Yachana Lodge on the Amazon river. It was the most beautiful place I've ever been. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I've made some of my best memories in Ecuador, today I miss the babies and my friends. Here's to you CHICAS DE OSSO! CIAO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4966734773185207266-4676477531017167591?l=lauraannjordan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lauraannjordan.blogspot.com/feeds/4676477531017167591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4966734773185207266&amp;postID=4676477531017167591' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966734773185207266/posts/default/4676477531017167591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966734773185207266/posts/default/4676477531017167591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lauraannjordan.blogspot.com/2008/07/missin-ninos.html' title='Missin&apos; the ninos'/><author><name>Laura J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09828534787589067287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SIL-3QBbZwI/AAAAAAAAAG4/oqJ3Vr6_JEw/s72-c/Ecuador+177.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966734773185207266.post-7593499139101707579</id><published>2008-07-14T17:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T23:40:28.007-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Adventures In Idaho</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SHv1Bkcf-RI/AAAAAAAAAF8/1kifPIiprE0/s1600-h/Red+Fish+Lake++(27).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223037600178108690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SHv1Bkcf-RI/AAAAAAAAAF8/1kifPIiprE0/s320/Red+Fish+Lake++(27).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SHv01gMzk1I/AAAAAAAAAF0/QOZM_g1uk-E/s1600-h/Red+Fish+Lake++(15).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223037392880112466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SHv01gMzk1I/AAAAAAAAAF0/QOZM_g1uk-E/s320/Red+Fish+Lake++(15).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SHv0s1DPAFI/AAAAAAAAAFs/dooWfuVRlhA/s1600-h/Red+Fish+Lake++(17).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223037243858288722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SHv0s1DPAFI/AAAAAAAAAFs/dooWfuVRlhA/s320/Red+Fish+Lake++(17).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img alt="Text Color" src="http://www.blogger.com/img/gl.color.fg.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SHv0kMMn-5I/AAAAAAAAAFk/kt3V0EiTXW4/s1600-h/Red+Fish+Lake++(10).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223037095452867474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SHv0kMMn-5I/AAAAAAAAAFk/kt3V0EiTXW4/s320/Red+Fish+Lake++(10).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;RED FISH LAKE, IDAHO &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;So there isn't much in Idaho that I've seen.  Maybe some countryside b/c of some calf routes back in the day, but nothing REAL Idaho.  This weekend the Tuttle boys and their friend Jessica, took Annie and I to Red Fish Lake. It was a 3 hour drive, but with friends in the car I had no idea where the time went!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;The lake itself reminded me of Hume Lake at home.  They had the general store and everything.  Too bad it didn't have the classic rock slide, and the floating log- everything in California is better.  But Idaho does have beautiful parts to it. The fields are beautiful and tis' the harvest season, everything smelled so great! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;We went to a pizza joint for dinner and got home late!  But we laid out and swam in the FREEZING cold water.  I seriously had such a GREAT time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4966734773185207266-7593499139101707579?l=lauraannjordan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lauraannjordan.blogspot.com/feeds/7593499139101707579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4966734773185207266&amp;postID=7593499139101707579' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966734773185207266/posts/default/7593499139101707579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966734773185207266/posts/default/7593499139101707579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lauraannjordan.blogspot.com/2008/07/adventures-in-idaho.html' title='Adventures In Idaho'/><author><name>Laura J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09828534787589067287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SHv1Bkcf-RI/AAAAAAAAAF8/1kifPIiprE0/s72-c/Red+Fish+Lake++(27).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966734773185207266.post-7404364738172831862</id><published>2008-07-07T00:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T00:19:07.693-07:00</updated><title type='text'>GRRR...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;jk&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;gb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;kij&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;khj&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;please type what you see so we can publish your comment.  Honestly, whomever invented this needs to be fired from whatever lame cubicle they work from. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4966734773185207266-7404364738172831862?l=lauraannjordan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lauraannjordan.blogspot.com/feeds/7404364738172831862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4966734773185207266&amp;postID=7404364738172831862' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966734773185207266/posts/default/7404364738172831862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966734773185207266/posts/default/7404364738172831862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lauraannjordan.blogspot.com/2008/07/grrr.html' title='GRRR...'/><author><name>Laura J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09828534787589067287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966734773185207266.post-4760724352968956157</id><published>2008-07-06T23:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T23:40:28.413-08:00</updated><title type='text'>4th Status? BOMB.COM</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SHG-vo3CJLI/AAAAAAAAAFc/COtewWcpa8A/s1600-h/IMG_6844.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220163168730490034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SHG-vo3CJLI/AAAAAAAAAFc/COtewWcpa8A/s320/IMG_6844.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SHG-ZdaD7sI/AAAAAAAAAFU/jpuwEAp8Fxc/s1600-h/IMG_6879.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220162787699060418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SHG-ZdaD7sI/AAAAAAAAAFU/jpuwEAp8Fxc/s320/IMG_6879.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SHG98V_LO7I/AAAAAAAAAFM/rI1cOn40Qeg/s1600-h/IMG_6870.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220162287491038130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SHG98V_LO7I/AAAAAAAAAFM/rI1cOn40Qeg/s320/IMG_6870.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SHG9hcPEOfI/AAAAAAAAAFE/I1Dl_2zG-AE/s1600-h/IMG_6869.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220161825311832562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SHG9hcPEOfI/AAAAAAAAAFE/I1Dl_2zG-AE/s320/IMG_6869.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Jump, climb back up, Jump...i think we did it 5 mil times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000066;"&gt;July 4, 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000066;"&gt;This year for the fourth my friends and I were invited to spend the weekend w/ Blake's family in Pasco (Tri-Cities), WA. His family has a large "yacht" and a ski boat, not to mention tons of food. I enjoyed everything from BBQ ribs, elk meat, shrimp, cake, jumbalaya; you name it we ate it. We finished off the night with a perfect fireworks show, complemnts Tri-Cities, WA. I owe my July 4, 2008 happiness to the Bitton Family. THANK YOU SO MUCH!! The drive home today was so depressing, we didn't want to leave. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4966734773185207266-4760724352968956157?l=lauraannjordan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lauraannjordan.blogspot.com/feeds/4760724352968956157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4966734773185207266&amp;postID=4760724352968956157' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966734773185207266/posts/default/4760724352968956157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966734773185207266/posts/default/4760724352968956157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lauraannjordan.blogspot.com/2008/07/4th-status-bombcom.html' title='4th Status? BOMB.COM'/><author><name>Laura J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09828534787589067287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SHG-vo3CJLI/AAAAAAAAAFc/COtewWcpa8A/s72-c/IMG_6844.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966734773185207266.post-5948752895820099594</id><published>2008-07-02T12:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T12:24:49.715-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TEAM JASON!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://l.yimg.com/img.tv.yahoo.com/tv/us/img/site/84/97/0000048497_20080507141459.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://l.yimg.com/img.tv.yahoo.com/tv/us/img/site/84/97/0000048497_20080507141459.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K. Nikki posted a team Jesse blog, I totally had to post a TEAM JASON blog.  There is no other way to describe the way I feel about him, I think Im in love.  Although, I almost think Jason is way too good for DeAnna, she's pretty blah... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who cares what I think about the bachelorette, what I really care about is the man she picks- its all about the Jasons!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4966734773185207266-5948752895820099594?l=lauraannjordan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lauraannjordan.blogspot.com/feeds/5948752895820099594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4966734773185207266&amp;postID=5948752895820099594' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966734773185207266/posts/default/5948752895820099594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966734773185207266/posts/default/5948752895820099594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lauraannjordan.blogspot.com/2008/07/team-jason.html' title='TEAM JASON!!'/><author><name>Laura J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09828534787589067287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966734773185207266.post-3196902900841269986</id><published>2008-06-29T16:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T23:40:29.482-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shot Gun-Bang! Its My 25th!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SGgcR1h2hlI/AAAAAAAAAEc/3fGkjLyvfVc/s1600-h/IMG_6762.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SGgcR1h2hlI/AAAAAAAAAEc/3fGkjLyvfVc/s320/IMG_6762.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217451261061138002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SGgcTc6IGHI/AAAAAAAAAEk/QBy8afVqMk0/s1600-h/IMG_6773.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SGgcTc6IGHI/AAAAAAAAAEk/QBy8afVqMk0/s320/IMG_6773.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217451288811804786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SGgcUgbPu6I/AAAAAAAAAEs/MAQ_9EPDHOw/s1600-h/IMG_6780.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SGgcUgbPu6I/AAAAAAAAAEs/MAQ_9EPDHOw/s320/IMG_6780.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217451306935892898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SGgcXgShgvI/AAAAAAAAAE0/7wKyt8JMhB4/s1600-h/IMG_6765.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SGgcXgShgvI/AAAAAAAAAE0/7wKyt8JMhB4/s320/IMG_6765.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217451358438916850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SGgcY-9BWhI/AAAAAAAAAE8/8M7Mxr4WG5s/s1600-h/IMG_6775.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SGgcY-9BWhI/AAAAAAAAAE8/8M7Mxr4WG5s/s320/IMG_6775.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217451383850097170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SGgaIZ1D23I/AAAAAAAAAEM/wFnAuwkQg-0/s1600-h/IMG_6722.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217448899983432562" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SGgaIZ1D23I/AAAAAAAAAEM/wFnAuwkQg-0/s320/IMG_6722.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SGgaKPYBRZI/AAAAAAAAAEU/fH5avhzrEJY/s1600-h/IMG_6733.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217448931537012114" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SGgaKPYBRZI/AAAAAAAAAEU/fH5avhzrEJY/s320/IMG_6733.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So its my 25th birthday and what do you think I did?  FREAKIN' YEAH! Coby &amp; Hyrun shared their shotguns, rifles, and hand guns with us! We had a VERY good time, thanks for the good birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the long day in Lehi we got everything together for a GOOD TIME at a backyard BBQ at Terrance &amp; Heleena (Rays Parents.  It was good food, cake, friends and seriously good times. You know, like that Alan Jackson song? G w/ an O, O w/ a D- T w/ and I, and M w/ and E!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4966734773185207266-3196902900841269986?l=lauraannjordan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lauraannjordan.blogspot.com/feeds/3196902900841269986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4966734773185207266&amp;postID=3196902900841269986' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966734773185207266/posts/default/3196902900841269986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966734773185207266/posts/default/3196902900841269986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lauraannjordan.blogspot.com/2008/06/shot-gun-bang-its-my-25th.html' title='Shot Gun-Bang! Its My 25th!'/><author><name>Laura J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09828534787589067287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SGgcR1h2hlI/AAAAAAAAAEc/3fGkjLyvfVc/s72-c/IMG_6762.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966734773185207266.post-1447264235620117650</id><published>2008-06-18T17:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T23:40:29.702-08:00</updated><title type='text'>One Fish Two Fish Three Fish Blue Fish</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We went fishing this last weekend, I won't tell you how much we didn't catch, but we didn't catch anything...  Needless to say, we left after the sun went down and hot dogs in our bellies.  Ugh, I don't know how I feel about that today...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SFmjXWjCC4I/AAAAAAAAAEE/WILp0c55C-Y/s1600-h/Swan+Falls,+ID+(36).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213377665242893186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SFmjXWjCC4I/AAAAAAAAAEE/WILp0c55C-Y/s320/Swan+Falls,+ID+(36).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SFmjE_H-4mI/AAAAAAAAAD8/etyDA7s8lHY/s1600-h/Swan+Falls,+ID+(15).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213377349717779042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SFmjE_H-4mI/AAAAAAAAAD8/etyDA7s8lHY/s320/Swan+Falls,+ID+(15).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4966734773185207266-1447264235620117650?l=lauraannjordan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lauraannjordan.blogspot.com/feeds/1447264235620117650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4966734773185207266&amp;postID=1447264235620117650' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966734773185207266/posts/default/1447264235620117650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966734773185207266/posts/default/1447264235620117650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lauraannjordan.blogspot.com/2008/06/one-fish-two-fish-three-fish-blue-fish.html' title='One Fish Two Fish Three Fish Blue Fish'/><author><name>Laura J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09828534787589067287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SFmjXWjCC4I/AAAAAAAAAEE/WILp0c55C-Y/s72-c/Swan+Falls,+ID+(36).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966734773185207266.post-1899776388428261094</id><published>2008-06-18T16:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T23:40:30.107-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday Drive</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SFmhZIyXscI/AAAAAAAAADc/BztnhDwIwjI/s1600-h/Sunday+Drive.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213375496885612994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SFmhZIyXscI/AAAAAAAAADc/BztnhDwIwjI/s320/Sunday+Drive.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SFmhbfH1-WI/AAAAAAAAADk/uYMyUGx53Fg/s1600-h/Sunday+Drive+(3).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213375537240996194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SFmhbfH1-WI/AAAAAAAAADk/uYMyUGx53Fg/s320/Sunday+Drive+(3).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So I have new friends- their names are Ted &amp;amp; Tray. Both of them are great guys, from just south of Boise. One evening we went on a "Sunday Drive". Well, I don't know where we were supposed to be, but I do know we weren't where we thought we were...&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/4966734773185207266-1899776388428261094?l=lauraannjordan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lauraannjordan.blogspot.com/feeds/1899776388428261094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4966734773185207266&amp;postID=1899776388428261094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966734773185207266/posts/default/1899776388428261094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966734773185207266/posts/default/1899776388428261094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lauraannjordan.blogspot.com/2008/06/sunday-drive.html' title='Sunday Drive'/><author><name>Laura J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09828534787589067287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SFmhZIyXscI/AAAAAAAAADc/BztnhDwIwjI/s72-c/Sunday+Drive.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966734773185207266.post-7852997288412901196</id><published>2008-06-18T15:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T16:11:50.593-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Boise 83704</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;FINALLY! The sun is out! Boise is beautiful these days.  I've got two sunburns already and plan on keepin' them comin'!  Since school has started it's been really different these days.  The pool is open always and I'm always there.  It really is a great place.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;This last weekend we went fishing.  Well, I didn't "fish" but Ted and Tray have their licenses and well, we didn't catch anything but it was definately a good time.  We left Boise at 3pm and 1 muskrat, 2 mice, and zero fish later we were home by 3am! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Studying? Why do you ask?  Oh, is it because I am away at school?  Ha! Just kidding...really though, I don't have to study as much this term, but I do have to study at least once a day- just to keep up.  There are two classes that stress me out.  I can't wait til next term, everyone says it's the easiest- lets just hope I make it! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4966734773185207266-7852997288412901196?l=lauraannjordan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lauraannjordan.blogspot.com/feeds/7852997288412901196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4966734773185207266&amp;postID=7852997288412901196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966734773185207266/posts/default/7852997288412901196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966734773185207266/posts/default/7852997288412901196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lauraannjordan.blogspot.com/2008/06/boise-83704.html' title='Boise 83704'/><author><name>Laura J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09828534787589067287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966734773185207266.post-3159359754643528238</id><published>2008-05-12T23:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T23:40:30.822-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blast on vacay? CHECK</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SCk1nq-5W7I/AAAAAAAAADE/4MQrwUzrCvw/s1600-h/IMG_6449%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SCk1nq-5W7I/AAAAAAAAADE/4MQrwUzrCvw/s320/IMG_6449%5B1%5D" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199746200445213618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SCk1Jq-5W6I/AAAAAAAAAC8/VQPLNbZele0/s1600-h/IMG_6357%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SCk1Jq-5W6I/AAAAAAAAAC8/VQPLNbZele0/s320/IMG_6357%5B1%5D" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199745685049138082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SCk0gK-5W5I/AAAAAAAAAC0/7_CyTnNiQBc/s1600-h/IMG_6393%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SCk0gK-5W5I/AAAAAAAAAC0/7_CyTnNiQBc/s320/IMG_6393%5B1%5D" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199744972084566930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SCk0Ia-5W4I/AAAAAAAAACs/SoRDgO1X9gs/s1600-h/IMG_6348%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SCk0Ia-5W4I/AAAAAAAAACs/SoRDgO1X9gs/s320/IMG_6348%5B1%5D" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199744564062673794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SCkzya-5W3I/AAAAAAAAACk/2-zlwkN8gRs/s1600-h/IMG_6318%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SCkzya-5W3I/AAAAAAAAACk/2-zlwkN8gRs/s320/IMG_6318%5B1%5D" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199744186105551730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my terms at school are 15 weeks long.  In between each term I am given a 2-3 week vacation.  You will never guess where i wanted to go on my vacation! Yes, HOME! Visalia, CA.  I was able to spend time in Utah and California.  Mom and I hit the central coast for Avila Beach, and Farmers Market.  I followed that up with a fun trip to Disneyland w/ classic good friends in Visalia.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides all the fun trips and good times I got to visit Granny and hang out with her at Quail Park.  I evenb had lunch with a long lost cousin.  I chilled a few nights with the Reyes familia, we even caught a opossum under my dads pick up.  Speaking of dads, I enjoyed a quiet evening at home with him, watching RFDTV and cutting horses.  I traveled to Thousand Oaks to visit my cousins, three young strapping boys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After home I came back to Utah only to attend the wedding of the year!  Clarissa Larson &amp; Marcus Wall tied the knot in SLC! Mom and dad came up it was FANTASTIC!  Even better on my way out of town on sunday, Jonelle and Stephen hosted Carters baby blessing at their home in Farmington.  It was so awesome to be there, couldn't have asked for a more loving atmosphere. But wait, the fun don't stop!  I met mom and dad in Ogden to support my friend Brogan in his cutting horse show! His family was there, and it was memorable.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's all fun and games until someone has to start school. Here we go again- one week down and 14 more to go!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4966734773185207266-3159359754643528238?l=lauraannjordan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lauraannjordan.blogspot.com/feeds/3159359754643528238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4966734773185207266&amp;postID=3159359754643528238' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966734773185207266/posts/default/3159359754643528238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966734773185207266/posts/default/3159359754643528238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lauraannjordan.blogspot.com/2008/05/blast-on-vacay-check.html' title='Blast on vacay? CHECK'/><author><name>Laura J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09828534787589067287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SCk1nq-5W7I/AAAAAAAAADE/4MQrwUzrCvw/s72-c/IMG_6449%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966734773185207266.post-2323242076839810655</id><published>2008-05-12T23:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T23:40:31.307-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends have SAFE ZONES</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SCkyZK-5W2I/AAAAAAAAACc/6ZcjeJtM6wg/s1600-h/IMG_6490%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SCkyZK-5W2I/AAAAAAAAACc/6ZcjeJtM6wg/s320/IMG_6490%5B1%5D" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199742652802227042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we are!  Roomies for LIFE!  Meet April Lewis, she is the newest addition to my- wait, OUR apt.  before we left for break April had to move out of her apt so in the case of her landlord selling her contract.  So, we did it!  In the front room adn my patio is Aprils life.  Even better, our apt complex says they don't know if they have our two bedroom two bath available- so this might be for more than a month- I don't know if we can handle that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4966734773185207266-2323242076839810655?l=lauraannjordan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lauraannjordan.blogspot.com/feeds/2323242076839810655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4966734773185207266&amp;postID=2323242076839810655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966734773185207266/posts/default/2323242076839810655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966734773185207266/posts/default/2323242076839810655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lauraannjordan.blogspot.com/2008/05/friends-have-safe-zones.html' title='Friends have SAFE ZONES'/><author><name>Laura J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09828534787589067287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/SCkyZK-5W2I/AAAAAAAAACc/6ZcjeJtM6wg/s72-c/IMG_6490%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966734773185207266.post-5507461834877746931</id><published>2008-04-11T23:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T23:48:46.246-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pshh, get a life!</title><content type='html'>"You've reached Laura!  Sorry I can't get to my phone (or anything else), so leave a message and I'll call you back! Maybe..."  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you who've known me since forever please remember that I am a good person and if I haven't returned a phone call, email or text in awhile please know it's because I don't even have time to clean my house- and there is ALWAYS time to clean.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only 5 more days and I am out of here.  Yikers!  Where have the hours gone?  This term (15 weeks) has gone by so fast b/c its been so new.  I have become so close to a group of friends so fast.  We only have eachother, we're a small group of 4 active LDS girls and boy.  Each of us has our trials, and has cried multiple times in front of each other, reaching out to practically a stranger.  But after a few "moments" we've become so close. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Events of 1st term:&lt;br /&gt;25 exams/quizes&lt;br /&gt;4 trips to SLC&lt;br /&gt;April 2008 conference trip&lt;br /&gt;Counselor in the Relief Society Pres. &lt;br /&gt;Mom, Louise, Marge &amp; Hyrum visit Boise&lt;br /&gt;Emigh has Sophie&lt;br /&gt;Aprils dad diagnosed level 4 cancer &lt;br /&gt;Easter&lt;br /&gt;European Bachelor on TV&lt;br /&gt;Boise Hockey Game&lt;br /&gt;New friends school/church&lt;br /&gt;Speak in church&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finals are next week, last one on wednesday!  I can't wait to go home.  I've enjoyed Boise, it hasn't done me wrong yet, but it hasn't been soooo good to me either.  I am blessed, I have no worries, and there's ice cream in my freezer- what else could go wrong?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4966734773185207266-5507461834877746931?l=lauraannjordan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lauraannjordan.blogspot.com/feeds/5507461834877746931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4966734773185207266&amp;postID=5507461834877746931' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966734773185207266/posts/default/5507461834877746931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966734773185207266/posts/default/5507461834877746931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lauraannjordan.blogspot.com/2008/04/we-need-to-talk.html' title='Pshh, get a life!'/><author><name>Laura J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09828534787589067287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966734773185207266.post-7120182307798169958</id><published>2008-03-25T23:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T23:40:31.454-08:00</updated><title type='text'>B-Y-O-BLANKET</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/R-ntFLavMtI/AAAAAAAAACU/OVcLs6G71kQ/s1600-h/l_933f68ad2c8706c8862633886149aeb2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/R-ntFLavMtI/AAAAAAAAACU/OVcLs6G71kQ/s320/l_933f68ad2c8706c8862633886149aeb2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181933519486530258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU'RE ALL INVITED!&lt;br /&gt;Only 12 days of school left!  Our first term is almost over!  My last final is April 17th, I board my plane to California on the 20th from SLC.  I will be home sweet home for 2 weeks, such peace is overwhelming.  I am inviting you all the relax in Visalia, CA.   The agenda goes as follows:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Food network, late night country videos, a lot of ice cream, IN N OUT, Masarus, and Taylors.&lt;br /&gt;Watch any and all movies, as well as the one mom picked up for me at Costco. &lt;br /&gt;Sit on the couch with a blanket- only after I have visited San Luis obispo w/ mom and anyone else who wants in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, and I did a little research on going to see ELLEN in Burbank.  Who's in?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4966734773185207266-7120182307798169958?l=lauraannjordan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lauraannjordan.blogspot.com/feeds/7120182307798169958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4966734773185207266&amp;postID=7120182307798169958' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966734773185207266/posts/default/7120182307798169958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966734773185207266/posts/default/7120182307798169958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lauraannjordan.blogspot.com/2008/03/b-y-o-blanket.html' title='B-Y-O-BLANKET'/><author><name>Laura J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09828534787589067287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/R-ntFLavMtI/AAAAAAAAACU/OVcLs6G71kQ/s72-c/l_933f68ad2c8706c8862633886149aeb2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966734773185207266.post-8787957582839623201</id><published>2008-03-17T20:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T20:23:48.063-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why Do I Do Stupid Things?</title><content type='html'>I don't know about any of you, but I always do stupid things.  Not like, "Oh man I dropped the plate..." stupid, but like, "Oh, why did I just say that to that cute boy!" Im taking a new approach to dating.  Here are a few of my goals while Im here in Boise:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Give EVERY guy a clean slate (even if his name is Slade).&lt;br /&gt;2. Give my number to EVERY guy who asks (not that a lot ask for it)&lt;br /&gt;3. If he's a "fixer-uper" DO NOT get attached- stop giving them the benfit of the doubt.&lt;br /&gt;4. Be vulnerable- STOP being stubborn. &lt;br /&gt;5. Who cares, what he thinks?! Just go for it! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But honestly, if Im gonna change, so will he... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He WILL pay for the movie&lt;br /&gt;He WILL open my door&lt;br /&gt;He WILL be a gentleman&lt;br /&gt;He WILL have to call me &lt;br /&gt;He WILL be goofy&lt;br /&gt;He WILL be willing to put himself out there. &lt;br /&gt;He WILL only lead me on if he's serious&lt;br /&gt;He WILL ADORE  ME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am only venting.  It's so lame.  Im convinced Im going to live in my cabin by the lake with my dog sipping herbal tea by myself for the rest of my life.  SHEESH!  Don't get me wrong, I am happy with my life, and so content with where I am right now.  Guys are great, I love them, there really are some great guys out there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE BOYS! &lt;br /&gt;ha, that is me redeeming myself to all the men who read this blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4966734773185207266-8787957582839623201?l=lauraannjordan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lauraannjordan.blogspot.com/feeds/8787957582839623201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4966734773185207266&amp;postID=8787957582839623201' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966734773185207266/posts/default/8787957582839623201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966734773185207266/posts/default/8787957582839623201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lauraannjordan.blogspot.com/2008/03/why-do-i-do-stupid-things.html' title='Why Do I Do Stupid Things?'/><author><name>Laura J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09828534787589067287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966734773185207266.post-7935776003638540707</id><published>2008-03-12T17:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T23:40:31.584-08:00</updated><title type='text'>God Blessed Nephews w/ His Own Hands</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/R9hxU9KqGPI/AAAAAAAAACE/cAWCO0rGW0g/s1600-h/jack.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177012376492972274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/R9hxU9KqGPI/AAAAAAAAACE/cAWCO0rGW0g/s320/jack.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is my nephew Jack, he is reading the latest issue of Sports Illustrated. Seriously, it was a total spontaneous picture of the little guy!  I couldn't get enough of the cutest little boy ever, thought I'd share it with all of you!  This is the reason I take off to Utah as often as I can.  Nuff, said. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4966734773185207266-7935776003638540707?l=lauraannjordan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lauraannjordan.blogspot.com/feeds/7935776003638540707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4966734773185207266&amp;postID=7935776003638540707' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966734773185207266/posts/default/7935776003638540707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966734773185207266/posts/default/7935776003638540707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lauraannjordan.blogspot.com/2008/03/nephews-aren.html' title='God Blessed Nephews w/ His Own Hands'/><author><name>Laura J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09828534787589067287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/R9hxU9KqGPI/AAAAAAAAACE/cAWCO0rGW0g/s72-c/jack.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966734773185207266.post-4937797825960052447</id><published>2008-03-10T12:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T23:40:31.803-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This Is Your Brain On Drugs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/R9WOBNKqGOI/AAAAAAAAAB8/9SSHgQ29s24/s1600-h/YourBrainOnDrugs.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176199498097629410" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/R9WOBNKqGOI/AAAAAAAAAB8/9SSHgQ29s24/s320/YourBrainOnDrugs.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am fried! Not like, sunburn in a good way, but fried I am going to have a seizure- fried.  We just finished a test.  It was a marathon weekend of studying, non-stop.  Its a great way to save money, I only leave the house to go to Costco or walk to the gas station for a tall diet.  Yes, I've kicked the Dr Pepper and become a "diet" drinker.  Although, Diet Cherry is my poison of choice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho, who's ready for a bowl of cereal, Ellen, and a blanket on the couch?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4966734773185207266-4937797825960052447?l=lauraannjordan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lauraannjordan.blogspot.com/feeds/4937797825960052447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4966734773185207266&amp;postID=4937797825960052447' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966734773185207266/posts/default/4937797825960052447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966734773185207266/posts/default/4937797825960052447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lauraannjordan.blogspot.com/2008/03/this-is-your-brain-on-drugs.html' title='This Is Your Brain On Drugs'/><author><name>Laura J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09828534787589067287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/R9WOBNKqGOI/AAAAAAAAAB8/9SSHgQ29s24/s72-c/YourBrainOnDrugs.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966734773185207266.post-5502037691563104427</id><published>2008-03-07T22:30:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T23:40:31.936-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fours Company</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/R9I5A9KqGNI/AAAAAAAAAB0/wsvwAcxnSrU/s1600-h/IMG_6272.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/R9I5A9KqGNI/AAAAAAAAAB0/wsvwAcxnSrU/s320/IMG_6272.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175261610384169170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Thats FANTASTIC!" As my sweet, dear friend Blake would express.  Lately its been just us around the house.  Randomly Cody will come around and share his cutest 4 yr old boy Jayden with us, honestly that lil' boy is about all he has going for him. Ha! He would laugh at that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight we made a late night Wendy's run and then a McDonalds run for 150 calorie ice cream cones.   Luckily, with the late night run I've only had 1700 calories today.  Whew!  Annie &amp;amp; Blake are freaks about calories and counting them everyday.  I've become a closet counter, but I enjoy my food more when I don't know how much Im eating. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend is Stake Conference.  I am excited to go, I plan on attending both Saturday and Sunday sessions- I haven't always gone to all the Saturday meetings.  The last 2 years I have attended all sessions and have gotten a ton more out of the whole conference.  Which makes me that much more excited for General Conference!  I am looking forward to hearing from President Monson. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What did everyone else do this weekend?  Take fun pictures with new friends?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4966734773185207266-5502037691563104427?l=lauraannjordan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lauraannjordan.blogspot.com/feeds/5502037691563104427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4966734773185207266&amp;postID=5502037691563104427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966734773185207266/posts/default/5502037691563104427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966734773185207266/posts/default/5502037691563104427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lauraannjordan.blogspot.com/2008/03/fours-company.html' title='Fours Company'/><author><name>Laura J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09828534787589067287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/R9I5A9KqGNI/AAAAAAAAAB0/wsvwAcxnSrU/s72-c/IMG_6272.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966734773185207266.post-5446960363321045827</id><published>2008-03-07T00:12:00.004-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T00:25:36.528-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank Goodness It's Thursday</title><content type='html'>It's Thursday, that means no school tomorrow- yippee! But it also means a weekend in Boise, where I only know my classmates and I still have no idea what to do for fun around here. Besides, hang out at an Institute Dance and stare at people.  Never again.  But its also good because the weekends I stick around all we do is study.  I know that when I look back at this experience I am going to remember all the fun study groups.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We (Annie, Blake, and April), sat around the house tonight (and last night).  My house has been the designated house.  Im everyones mommy, I've got to make sure I have baked goods ready and healthy snacks for everyone when we walk through the door.  My favorite is when Blake says, "Laura, how do you keep your place clean? We are always over here." I almost had him convinced that I have a cleaning service come when we are all in class.  HELLO!!  Doesn't everyone know I am an A.D.D. clean freak!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight 12:30 rolled around and after a few rounds of cards we were still wired but desired sleep.  I suggested a drive; I figured drives had put me to sleep when I was young.  It was good times.  We saw some beautiful homes, up on the hill on the outskirts of town.  Thats where my house is going to be, but even further out of town.  It was a good thing to drive because we all got sleepy, but it was also a sad thing because we all wanted a beautiful home to live in.  But I am thankful for my apartment here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4966734773185207266-5446960363321045827?l=lauraannjordan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lauraannjordan.blogspot.com/feeds/5446960363321045827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4966734773185207266&amp;postID=5446960363321045827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966734773185207266/posts/default/5446960363321045827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966734773185207266/posts/default/5446960363321045827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lauraannjordan.blogspot.com/2008/03/thank-goodness-its-thursday.html' title='Thank Goodness It&apos;s Thursday'/><author><name>Laura J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09828534787589067287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966734773185207266.post-59607749161473650</id><published>2008-03-03T16:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T23:40:32.627-08:00</updated><title type='text'>When Can I Sleep?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/R8yXjcs5cSI/AAAAAAAAABU/zFsSbZajw0A/s1600-h/IMG_6193%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173676707197579554" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/R8yXjcs5cSI/AAAAAAAAABU/zFsSbZajw0A/s320/IMG_6193%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/R8yXj8s5cTI/AAAAAAAAABc/4cR5RJm25jk/s1600-h/IMG_6211%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173676715787514162" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/R8yXj8s5cTI/AAAAAAAAABc/4cR5RJm25jk/s320/IMG_6211%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/R8yXkcs5cUI/AAAAAAAAABk/mqpTqVsshk8/s1600-h/IMG_6223%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173676724377448770" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/R8yXkcs5cUI/AAAAAAAAABk/mqpTqVsshk8/s320/IMG_6223%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't had a chance to put up some fun pictures, these ones are some most recent ones.  On my last adventure to Salt Lake/Provo I was able to visit with two of my closest friends and their new babies. Sophie Lo is on the left and Carter Gray is on the right, someday my friends will name their children after me, these ones weren't worthy of such a privledge. Beck is the round eyed precious, he is my brothers newest boy, I miss my nephews!  Last but not least, the group of three are my closest friends here- plus April, where was she, I dunno. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am catching up on lost sleep.  I don't ever want to sleep because I don't want to miss out on all the fun.  My friends/classmates and I don't compete with grades, we compete with hours studied needed to pass.  But it's not the least amount that gets the recognition, its the most hours.  I will send a text to girls in class just to see how many hours they've studied, if they've studied more than me, I get crackin'.  Which takes me back to the sleep issue...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've noticed that most people with these blogs consist of families and couples, I wish I could at least entertain you with stories of a dog or something. Happy reading.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4966734773185207266-59607749161473650?l=lauraannjordan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lauraannjordan.blogspot.com/feeds/59607749161473650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4966734773185207266&amp;postID=59607749161473650' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966734773185207266/posts/default/59607749161473650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966734773185207266/posts/default/59607749161473650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lauraannjordan.blogspot.com/2008/03/when-can-i-sleep.html' title='When Can I Sleep?'/><author><name>Laura J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09828534787589067287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ttmEVFxi-d0/R8yXjcs5cSI/AAAAAAAAABU/zFsSbZajw0A/s72-c/IMG_6193%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966734773185207266.post-4104380894462221106</id><published>2008-02-26T14:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T14:18:46.663-08:00</updated><title type='text'>When In Doubt- LAUGH</title><content type='html'>You know how when monday morning rolls around, all you wanna do is slap the snooze and go back to sleep.  I wish I had slapped the snooze instead of waking up, this monday morning.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a guy in our class and he's called "Alaska" b/c he is from Alaska- creative I know.  Anyway, Alaska is also a "creeper", he gives married women massages and as of monday has bleached hair, an Eminem look-a-like.  On Monday morning we were assigned "peer-patients", we were given a list, it was passed from the front to the back, I was sitting in the back so I got the list last.  Before I had even seen the list everyone was laughing at me, I got nervous because I didn't know what the heck was going on, so I began to crack up- hysterically.  With all eyes on me as I read the paper, I read...GUESS WHO MY PARTNER IS!  Yeah, none other than Eminem from Alaska! When I saw the partner results I wanted to die, but all I could do was laugh even harder; of course he would be my partner, why wouldn't I get the coolest guy in class to be my partner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Story of the week, I still crack up when I think about it. Please tell me it gets easier after this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4966734773185207266-4104380894462221106?l=lauraannjordan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lauraannjordan.blogspot.com/feeds/4104380894462221106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4966734773185207266&amp;postID=4104380894462221106' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966734773185207266/posts/default/4104380894462221106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966734773185207266/posts/default/4104380894462221106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lauraannjordan.blogspot.com/2008/02/when-in-doubt-laugh.html' title='When In Doubt- LAUGH'/><author><name>Laura J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09828534787589067287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966734773185207266.post-1167259477811209900</id><published>2008-02-24T21:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T22:04:42.619-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey Elders!</title><content type='html'>It's Sunday and whenever Sunday rolls around I am aching for some spiritual uplifting experience.  Church was great and all but this evening was fantastic!  I spent the evening with an "inactive" friend and the missionaries.  The elders were fresh, a 3 month old and a 7 month old.  But they were excited.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I know is that I am so blessed to have a testimony that I am a daughter of God, and that I know He loves me.  It seems so simple sometimes, but for others its so complex.       I am so blessed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I have to say that is unfortunate, is that the baptism temple day for YSA is Tuesday mornings at 5:30am!  Why would they do that to us? I guess it only makes sense, b/c everyone is "so busy".  Oh, geez!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The church is true. Love, Sister Jordan from Boise, ID&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4966734773185207266-1167259477811209900?l=lauraannjordan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lauraannjordan.blogspot.com/feeds/1167259477811209900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4966734773185207266&amp;postID=1167259477811209900' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966734773185207266/posts/default/1167259477811209900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966734773185207266/posts/default/1167259477811209900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lauraannjordan.blogspot.com/2008/02/hey-elders_24.html' title='Hey Elders!'/><author><name>Laura J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09828534787589067287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966734773185207266.post-3759253734939351084</id><published>2008-02-22T12:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-22T12:39:17.157-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hoitey Toitey Yankee</title><content type='html'>Me and my girls are waiting to study, well, stalling. We just started Sweet Home Alabama, I plan on getting a little shut eye.  But the biggest of all news is, this morning I got a spray tan!  Annie and I went and used our free spray ons after tanning free for a week. I shouldn't have done it, I look like a tanning bimbo- BUT IT WAS FREE!  GRATIS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4966734773185207266-3759253734939351084?l=lauraannjordan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lauraannjordan.blogspot.com/feeds/3759253734939351084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4966734773185207266&amp;postID=3759253734939351084' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966734773185207266/posts/default/3759253734939351084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966734773185207266/posts/default/3759253734939351084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lauraannjordan.blogspot.com/2008/02/hoitey-toitey-yankee.html' title='Hoitey Toitey Yankee'/><author><name>Laura J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09828534787589067287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966734773185207266.post-2210684963992413029</id><published>2008-02-20T17:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T18:00:32.367-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holler At A Playa</title><content type='html'>Life's been full; school, family, friends, exercising, and more school.  With  7 weeks under our belt we've only got 9 left til we are rewarded with a 2 1/2 week break.  I CAN NOT WAIT!  We found out this week that our hygiene instructor for clinic and lecture quit! Yea, just up and left.  My class is so stress that anything that has to do with a change in cirruculum gets us flustered and freaked out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most recent distracting thing in my life is weather or not to get a blasted dog.  My friend Brogan offered to give me one of his border collies- a $600 dog- for free.  Hahah, don't ask where this random hint of kindness came from, its so not him.  Anyway, dad says its too soon for a dog and I should wait; but oh, to have a sweet doggie greet me at the door. I would pick him up in April during my trip home- so I ask you, "What shoud I do?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight is the Lunar Eclipse! Unfortunately, its cloudy and we can't see a blasted thing. Ugh, let down number one million! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is thursday, that means no school on Friday!  My group of friends and I are going to a BBQ at anther friends boyfriends house, his roomies wanna meet some new girls. Sick, talk about anxiety, hope I meet their expectations. Haha, they're a buncha drunks anyway, I don't know why I am even going.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4966734773185207266-2210684963992413029?l=lauraannjordan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lauraannjordan.blogspot.com/feeds/2210684963992413029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4966734773185207266&amp;postID=2210684963992413029' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966734773185207266/posts/default/2210684963992413029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966734773185207266/posts/default/2210684963992413029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lauraannjordan.blogspot.com/2008/02/holler-at-playa.html' title='Holler At A Playa'/><author><name>Laura J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09828534787589067287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966734773185207266.post-2774740782935028210</id><published>2008-02-09T16:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T16:53:54.552-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Schools Out Fuh The Summah</title><content type='html'>Emigh and Margaret have been bugging me for life about getting this stupid blogspot stuff on.  I've always wanted to check all my friends blogs but it's such a hassel to memorize the blog addresses, but now I have zero excuses about getting the scoop on everyones life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School's been good to me.  Well, at least good enough.  I had a limited group of people to choose my new best friends from, 30 in my class to be exact. Luckily, there are a small group of girls I have chosen to be my friends :o) Lucky girls! haha, jk jk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have class on Fridays so once Thursday came- after my last test I was so clostrophobic in Boise, I needed to get out of town, in a big way.  Annie, one of my closest friend in class, joined me for a trip to utah. I've spent my time here with friends and eating at every restaurant I've missed for the past months. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once I arrived in boise I stayed at the Corders- some family friends, in Nampa, Id.  But now I live in my very own apt all by myself.  I've promised my dad I would get a roomie to cut down renting expenses, but secretly I don't want to live with anyone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K, theres my very first post- might be my last, but we'll see how this all goes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4966734773185207266-2774740782935028210?l=lauraannjordan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lauraannjordan.blogspot.com/feeds/2774740782935028210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4966734773185207266&amp;postID=2774740782935028210' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966734773185207266/posts/default/2774740782935028210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966734773185207266/posts/default/2774740782935028210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lauraannjordan.blogspot.com/2008/02/schools-out-fuh-summah.html' title='Schools Out Fuh The Summah'/><author><name>Laura J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09828534787589067287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
