<?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-35700040</id><updated>2012-02-16T19:40:05.286-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Memories are all you have so make some good ones!!</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenniedavidson.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35700040/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenniedavidson.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jen=)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05659864154933225002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/Soow1kiKohI/AAAAAAAAAX8/wYrY6J3orrk/S220/IMG_0256.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>42</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35700040.post-6412192887394888007</id><published>2010-03-02T18:25:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T19:36:03.458-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/S427aPcBFsI/AAAAAAAAAaY/vIfrRMoakwY/s1600-h/IMG_0911.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444213584055834306" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/S427aPcBFsI/AAAAAAAAAaY/vIfrRMoakwY/s320/IMG_0911.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I Visited my family in Arizona for New Years! It was so great to see them again. They introduced my to a new burger place there and it was really good but i can't remember the name of it now...oops but i think that they have icecream too or custard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh! my brother in law Bill introduced our family to the world of a smoker. we had an amazing turkey dinner (but it made us all pass out after we ate ha ha we also tried ribbs in the smoker and man the meat just fell right off the bone. yum! sorry Bill but my favorite ribbs are still the ones at Texas Roadhouse. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/S43Cphgo8OI/AAAAAAAAAao/NJm-8ONkg7I/s1600-h/IMG_0786.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444221543186493666" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/S43Cphgo8OI/AAAAAAAAAao/NJm-8ONkg7I/s320/IMG_0786.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I got to spend time with my nephew Nash! He is the funnest kid ever. When he starts laughing, everyone starts laughing. His laugh is so contagious.  I am sad that i live so far away from him.  :( atleast we have proof in pictures that i was around for a little bit when he was a baby. &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/35700040-6412192887394888007?l=jenniedavidson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenniedavidson.blogspot.com/feeds/6412192887394888007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jenniedavidson.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-visited-my-family-in-arizona-for-new.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35700040/posts/default/6412192887394888007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35700040/posts/default/6412192887394888007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenniedavidson.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-visited-my-family-in-arizona-for-new.html' title=''/><author><name>Jen=)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05659864154933225002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/Soow1kiKohI/AAAAAAAAAX8/wYrY6J3orrk/S220/IMG_0256.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/S427aPcBFsI/AAAAAAAAAaY/vIfrRMoakwY/s72-c/IMG_0911.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35700040.post-2022736126463211944</id><published>2009-10-28T12:09:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T12:10:37.469-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Music!</title><content type='html'>I forgot how much i loved music and i just found a bunch of my old music, so i posted it.  there's no real theme and it's more like a music throwup post but i loved it all so i included it all ha ha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35700040-2022736126463211944?l=jenniedavidson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenniedavidson.blogspot.com/feeds/2022736126463211944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jenniedavidson.blogspot.com/2009/10/music.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35700040/posts/default/2022736126463211944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35700040/posts/default/2022736126463211944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenniedavidson.blogspot.com/2009/10/music.html' title='Music!'/><author><name>Jen=)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05659864154933225002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/Soow1kiKohI/AAAAAAAAAX8/wYrY6J3orrk/S220/IMG_0256.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35700040.post-2305906453011132924</id><published>2009-10-28T11:07:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T11:18:29.677-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Back in Action</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/Suh6j8QLX4I/AAAAAAAAAYc/2SFh9uhRk3E/s1600-h/jennie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 199px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397698911291531138" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/Suh6j8QLX4I/AAAAAAAAAYc/2SFh9uhRk3E/s200/jennie.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I am back from the Mission, and trying to readjust to the real world and i definitly miss the mission.  Coming home is alot harder then leaving that's for sure.  I thought that I would try and blog or atleast update this blog.  So life is good, i became an aunt to the cutest little guy ever (well i guess i should call him little, he's a big boy and growing fast).  I have been playing catch up trying to learn all the news about everyone that's happened over the last year and a half... people have had babies, people have gotten married, people have gotten divorced, people have died and then trying to catch up on everything that is happening in our country, it's a little over whelming.  I am up at school at my favorite place and if you know me you know exactly where that is.  I am trying to get into the nursing program, so if any of you have any advise i would love the help.  i have homework and classes to get to so i have to run :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35700040-2305906453011132924?l=jenniedavidson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenniedavidson.blogspot.com/feeds/2305906453011132924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jenniedavidson.blogspot.com/2009/10/back-in-action.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35700040/posts/default/2305906453011132924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35700040/posts/default/2305906453011132924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenniedavidson.blogspot.com/2009/10/back-in-action.html' title='Back in Action'/><author><name>Jen=)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05659864154933225002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/Soow1kiKohI/AAAAAAAAAX8/wYrY6J3orrk/S220/IMG_0256.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/Suh6j8QLX4I/AAAAAAAAAYc/2SFh9uhRk3E/s72-c/jennie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35700040.post-2878365200437323882</id><published>2009-03-21T12:59:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T13:07:08.088-06:00</updated><title type='text'>One Year!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/ScU5VW028RI/AAAAAAAAAX0/sKneykcxnbM/s1600-h/Jennie%27s+One+Year.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315717974248059154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/ScU5VW028RI/AAAAAAAAAX0/sKneykcxnbM/s400/Jennie%27s+One+Year.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Can you believe it's been one year??!! For those of you that don't know, Jennie has been serving a mission in Arcadia, California, Spanish speaking and has been out for one year now. We are so excited that she will be home in 6 months! We miss her sooo much around here. She spent the first part of her mission in an English speaking area and has spent the last several months in only Spanish speaking so she is really beginning to pick up the language and fall in love with the Latino people she serves. She has had some great experiences and has plenty of hillarious stories to share when she gets home. Just thought I'd share these pics with anyone that keeps up on the blog cause I think she looks so beautiful! She loves letters, so if you get a chance to send a card, she'd love to hear from you! 170 W. Duarte Rd., Arcadia, CA 91007&lt;br /&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/35700040-2878365200437323882?l=jenniedavidson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenniedavidson.blogspot.com/feeds/2878365200437323882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jenniedavidson.blogspot.com/2009/03/one-year.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35700040/posts/default/2878365200437323882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35700040/posts/default/2878365200437323882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenniedavidson.blogspot.com/2009/03/one-year.html' title='One Year!!!'/><author><name>Jen=)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05659864154933225002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/Soow1kiKohI/AAAAAAAAAX8/wYrY6J3orrk/S220/IMG_0256.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/ScU5VW028RI/AAAAAAAAAX0/sKneykcxnbM/s72-c/Jennie%27s+One+Year.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35700040.post-6197443882315821858</id><published>2008-02-16T18:57:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2008-02-16T19:36:28.931-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rumors</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/R7eVe6rM0tI/AAAAAAAAAQo/yxkZZc4q8TI/s1600-h/jealous.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167763455809999570" style="WIDTH: 236px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 173px" height="205" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/R7eVe6rM0tI/AAAAAAAAAQo/yxkZZc4q8TI/s200/jealous.jpg" width="328" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am so annoyed! Why do people start rumors? I just don't get it. The only thing that I can think of is that they are jealous. I can understand how some might be misunderstandings, but some are so obvious that they can’t be. It also seems that it’s a girl thing, because I know that most of my problems and rumors where the result of girls and them trying to play “the game” (which was the case in college) but that’s not always the case. I remember in high school I seemed to be the target and I never understood, why would a guy tell other guys to stay away from me because I was taken and dating him when I had never even been on a date with him, and he didn’t even go to my high school. I didn’t even hear about this until just recently and then there was my own high school and jealous girls spreading rumors of me and I spent most of my high school career fighting off the dirty/horny guys who had heard I was easy and trying to figure out why none of the good guys would go out with me? Hmm… maybe it was because they all thought i was dating someone and he told them to stay away from me. Ahhh!!! can you tell I am just a little upset! All of these memories are coming back to me and I thought at the time “ok that was really weird” and now they all make total sense. And people wonder why I ran away from California, well now I am heading back and it looks like the Lord is making me face my past before I get there.&lt;br /&gt;If any of you are reading this (which I doubt) but I just want you to know that I forgive you but I am annoyed and frustrated and if you ever care to explain I would love to hear the reasons. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/R7eVMqrM0sI/AAAAAAAAAQg/x0aoJJUzOEs/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35700040-6197443882315821858?l=jenniedavidson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenniedavidson.blogspot.com/feeds/6197443882315821858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jenniedavidson.blogspot.com/2008/02/jealous.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35700040/posts/default/6197443882315821858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35700040/posts/default/6197443882315821858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenniedavidson.blogspot.com/2008/02/jealous.html' title='Rumors'/><author><name>Jen=)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05659864154933225002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/Soow1kiKohI/AAAAAAAAAX8/wYrY6J3orrk/S220/IMG_0256.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/R7eVe6rM0tI/AAAAAAAAAQo/yxkZZc4q8TI/s72-c/jealous.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35700040.post-4862400291190461799</id><published>2008-02-10T06:33:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-02-16T18:19:44.630-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Need Your Address</title><content type='html'>I am getting my address book together! So if you would like to hear from me in anyway, then I need your address, and I was thinking that i could also write a general e-mail and have a family member forward it to anyone that is interested in them. So if you are interested in keeping in touch or hearing from me in any way then I need your Address and E-mail. (&lt;a href="mailto:jdsmiles00@gmail.com"&gt;jdsmiles00@gmail.com&lt;/a&gt; (those are zeros)is where you can send your information) :)&lt;br /&gt;I personally love snail mail! It’s on the top of my favorites list! If you ever want to put a smile on my face then send me anything in the mail :) I don't know there is just something about opening the mailbox and seeing your handwritten name on something (well other then a bill ha ha) It's so exciting to me! I am smiling just thinking about the mail right now!&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking back to all the different missionaries that I have written to and it's too bad that none of them are around to pay back the favor and write me ha ha :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35700040-4862400291190461799?l=jenniedavidson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenniedavidson.blogspot.com/feeds/4862400291190461799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jenniedavidson.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-need-your-address.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35700040/posts/default/4862400291190461799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35700040/posts/default/4862400291190461799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenniedavidson.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-need-your-address.html' title='I Need Your Address'/><author><name>Jen=)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05659864154933225002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/Soow1kiKohI/AAAAAAAAAX8/wYrY6J3orrk/S220/IMG_0256.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35700040.post-7226302132117771147</id><published>2008-02-10T06:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-02-10T06:48:54.366-07:00</updated><title type='text'>17 Day's Left!</title><content type='html'>I can't believe that I only have 17 days left! Its funny how time flies fast when you have a lot to accomplish, and with me being older I have more things that I need to get in order then most. My emotions have been going back n forth between excited to scared. Most of the scared feeling comes from the unknown. I've never been a missionary before, and I hear over and over again about how incredibly hard it is, but I just try and remind myself that anything in life worth having requires sacrifice and hard work. I found out that I am giving a talk this Sunday (the bishops last attempt to get me to have some sort of farewell, because I said I didn't want one ha ha) But I was remembering back to my last talk, when I realized that my last talk was when I was graduating high school and receiving my medallion and that was 7 1/2 years ago. ha ha well it looks as though this talk is going to start me on my missionary roll and get me used to speaking. So I basically have 2 weeks to get everything together and I am starting to freak out about whether it will all get done in time ha ha :) The Lord is awesome and will help me so that I can serve him. Anything is possible when you put your trust in the Lord!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35700040-7226302132117771147?l=jenniedavidson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenniedavidson.blogspot.com/feeds/7226302132117771147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jenniedavidson.blogspot.com/2008/02/17-days-left.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35700040/posts/default/7226302132117771147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35700040/posts/default/7226302132117771147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenniedavidson.blogspot.com/2008/02/17-days-left.html' title='17 Day&apos;s Left!'/><author><name>Jen=)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05659864154933225002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/Soow1kiKohI/AAAAAAAAAX8/wYrY6J3orrk/S220/IMG_0256.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35700040.post-1513283005260526046</id><published>2008-01-16T18:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-01-16T18:49:27.767-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I got my CALL!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am staying in side of the great U.S.A&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/R46vu-F0UhI/AAAAAAAAAOg/_nt0BoKP5f4/s1600-h/american+flag.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156251844862038546" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/R46vu-F0UhI/AAAAAAAAAOg/_nt0BoKP5f4/s200/american+flag.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am going to be in California&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/R46v6-F0UiI/AAAAAAAAAOo/jyMRFWb0p6s/s1600-h/California+Flag.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156252051020468770" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/R46v6-F0UiI/AAAAAAAAAOo/jyMRFWb0p6s/s200/California+Flag.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In Arcadia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/R46wWeF0UjI/AAAAAAAAAOw/NgG10YKPB-w/s1600-h/Arcadia,+CA.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156252523466871346" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/R46wWeF0UjI/AAAAAAAAAOw/NgG10YKPB-w/s200/Arcadia,+CA.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That's right, I have been called to serve in the California, Arcadia Spanish Speaking Mission!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am totally excited! I report to the MTC on Feb. 27th (that's like in a month!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am still in shock that this is actually happening that my mind is racing so I will write more later, but I just wanted to update everyone!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35700040-1513283005260526046?l=jenniedavidson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenniedavidson.blogspot.com/feeds/1513283005260526046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jenniedavidson.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-got-my-call.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35700040/posts/default/1513283005260526046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35700040/posts/default/1513283005260526046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenniedavidson.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-got-my-call.html' title='I got my CALL!!!'/><author><name>Jen=)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05659864154933225002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/Soow1kiKohI/AAAAAAAAAX8/wYrY6J3orrk/S220/IMG_0256.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/R46vu-F0UhI/AAAAAAAAAOg/_nt0BoKP5f4/s72-c/american+flag.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35700040.post-1041481692856405405</id><published>2008-01-14T13:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T16:41:47.292-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mission Update and New Song</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Mission Update!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It's in the Mail!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I think that I should be getting my mission call sometime this week. (some people say it comes on wednesday's and some say Friday's ha ha)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Any last minute guesses?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Bon Jovi - It's My Life &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;is an awesome song!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(I usually update my song more often then I update my blog ha ha so this time i thought that i would make a note) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35700040-1041481692856405405?l=jenniedavidson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenniedavidson.blogspot.com/feeds/1041481692856405405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jenniedavidson.blogspot.com/2008/01/new-mood-new-song.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35700040/posts/default/1041481692856405405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35700040/posts/default/1041481692856405405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenniedavidson.blogspot.com/2008/01/new-mood-new-song.html' title='Mission Update and New Song'/><author><name>Jen=)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05659864154933225002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/Soow1kiKohI/AAAAAAAAAX8/wYrY6J3orrk/S220/IMG_0256.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35700040.post-5162939311788917723</id><published>2008-01-04T22:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-01-04T23:54:31.794-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I am Free</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/R38op-F0UfI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/ufNQUtrghEE/s1600-h/IMG_0243_18.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151881200242282994" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/R38op-F0UfI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/ufNQUtrghEE/s200/IMG_0243_18.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/R38oxuF0UgI/AAAAAAAAAOY/ZmZqKvtWnuc/s1600-h/IMG_0251_26.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151881333386269186" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/R38oxuF0UgI/AAAAAAAAAOY/ZmZqKvtWnuc/s200/IMG_0251_26.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/R38oaeF0UeI/AAAAAAAAAOI/ziU4oaH3r_A/s1600-h/IMG_0231_6.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The Lord is amazing, and not a singular amazing but in a million zillions different ways amazing! He’s had my best interest at heart and has been guiding my life when I didn’t even realize it. I’ve had to do some of the hardest things and just trust in him and let him guide my life.&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know how many people noticed the songs on my blog, but that’s how I express myself and what’s going on in my life. I love music and there are always songs that know exactly how my heart feels and so I love to let them speak for me.&lt;br /&gt;Anywho, My hearts been taking a beating and going through a rough time, and most of you don’t know anything about my romantic life (because I keep it really private and most of the time my family doesn’t even know either – sorry family I still love ya) I fell in love with someone, who loved me back and I thought that we’d be together forever (if you catch my drift) Well, he had been my friend before and my love then and yet I couldn’t do it, I couldn’t commit. I didn’t want to but I had to force myself to say goodbye and I had no idea why. Well, My heart broke into a million pieces and everything seemed to go wrong in my life and for awhile I thought that I had made a horrible mistake and at the same time something inside me told me it was good for me to do. So I have been sooo confused, lonely, frustrated and living life with my heart in pieces and wondering when it would stop aching. So randomly this person popped up in my life again and it was clear to me that night that the Lord had been looking out for me. That night I got some much needed closure and I feel as though my heart has been put back together and weight has been lifted off my shoulders. I can’t even really express how rejuvenated, how free and alive I feel. I am in deep gratitude for the Lord looking out for my long term happiness. I wont lie I wouldn’t want to go through it again ha ha but I am glade that the Lord’s willing to sacrifice my momentary pain for long term happiness.&lt;br /&gt;I seriously am so happy that I feel as though I could bust! I love the Lord and fully trust him with my life and can’t wait to see where he guides me next. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35700040-5162939311788917723?l=jenniedavidson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenniedavidson.blogspot.com/feeds/5162939311788917723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jenniedavidson.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-am-free.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35700040/posts/default/5162939311788917723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35700040/posts/default/5162939311788917723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenniedavidson.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-am-free.html' title='I am Free'/><author><name>Jen=)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05659864154933225002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/Soow1kiKohI/AAAAAAAAAX8/wYrY6J3orrk/S220/IMG_0256.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/R38op-F0UfI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/ufNQUtrghEE/s72-c/IMG_0243_18.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35700040.post-6685919137325946463</id><published>2007-12-30T18:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-12-30T18:49:58.706-07:00</updated><title type='text'>R.I.P Buddy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Rest in Peace my Bud Bud&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;March 6 2003- December 16 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/R3hFsuF0UVI/AAAAAAAAANA/li7dOILI6WM/s1600-h/ScannedImage-14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149942808487154002" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/R3hFsuF0UVI/AAAAAAAAANA/li7dOILI6WM/s320/ScannedImage-14.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Here is a look at his life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/R3hD7OF0UOI/AAAAAAAAAMI/u-KUv33hqw4/s1600-h/ScannedImage-16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149940858572001506" style="CURSOR: hand" height="166" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/R3hD7OF0UOI/AAAAAAAAAMI/u-KUv33hqw4/s320/ScannedImage-16.jpg" width="235" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He's up front and center&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/R3hEMeF0UPI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/LaDFN8DZsCs/s1600-h/m_65b7ccb82041f182e44b0528238aa250.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149941154924744946" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/R3hEMeF0UPI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/LaDFN8DZsCs/s320/m_65b7ccb82041f182e44b0528238aa250.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;me and bud bud&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/R3hE9OF0URI/AAAAAAAAAMg/rAZi4xlNYUU/s1600-h/ScannedImage-4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149941992443367698" style="CURSOR: hand" height="123" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/R3hE9OF0URI/AAAAAAAAAMg/rAZi4xlNYUU/s320/ScannedImage-4.jpg" width="197" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He didn't like to sleep alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/R3hFGeF0USI/AAAAAAAAAMo/F8rTC0PEKlg/s1600-h/ScannedImage-8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149942151357157666" style="CURSOR: hand" height="214" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/R3hFGeF0USI/AAAAAAAAAMo/F8rTC0PEKlg/s320/ScannedImage-8.jpg" width="204" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;His Favorite toy was a plastic bag&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/R3hFOeF0UTI/AAAAAAAAAMw/xvevqQVHMz8/s1600-h/ScannedImage-9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149942288796111154" style="CURSOR: hand" height="146" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/R3hFOeF0UTI/AAAAAAAAAMw/xvevqQVHMz8/s320/ScannedImage-9.jpg" width="197" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He was a very curious kitten&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/R3hEg-F0UQI/AAAAAAAAAMY/TOXbl73ZKJY/s1600-h/ScannedImage-15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149941507112063234" style="CURSOR: hand" height="149" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/R3hEg-F0UQI/AAAAAAAAAMY/TOXbl73ZKJY/s320/ScannedImage-15.jpg" width="229" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He loved water&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/R3hFiuF0UUI/AAAAAAAAAM4/t9UQFTPviO4/s1600-h/ScannedImage-17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149942636688462146" style="CURSOR: hand" height="132" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/R3hFiuF0UUI/AAAAAAAAAM4/t9UQFTPviO4/s320/ScannedImage-17.jpg" width="232" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He love boxes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/R3hFx-F0UWI/AAAAAAAAANI/FUJOwPuNQhA/s1600-h/ScannedImage-13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149942898681467234" style="WIDTH: 202px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px" height="181" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/R3hFx-F0UWI/AAAAAAAAANI/FUJOwPuNQhA/s320/ScannedImage-13.jpg" width="277" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He was beautiful&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/R3hHceF0UZI/AAAAAAAAANg/cOWJz825D0o/s1600-h/phone+pictures+111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149944728337535378" style="CURSOR: hand" height="144" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/R3hHceF0UZI/AAAAAAAAANg/cOWJz825D0o/s320/phone+pictures+111.jpg" width="194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was a big boy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/R3hHkuF0UaI/AAAAAAAAANo/-T7tKBUcLc0/s1600-h/phone+pictures+406.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149944870071456162" style="CURSOR: hand" height="186" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/R3hHkuF0UaI/AAAAAAAAANo/-T7tKBUcLc0/s320/phone+pictures+406.jpg" width="247" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Buddy got sick fast&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/R3hHtOF0UbI/AAAAAAAAANw/VfmhloQQWVw/s1600-h/phone+pictures+405.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149945016100344242" style="CURSOR: hand" height="167" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/R3hHtOF0UbI/AAAAAAAAANw/VfmhloQQWVw/s320/phone+pictures+405.jpg" width="222" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;look at all the blood&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/R3hIG-F0UcI/AAAAAAAAAN4/MrVH-S37Ld4/s1600-h/IMG_0154_1_1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149945458481975746" style="CURSOR: hand" height="234" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/R3hIG-F0UcI/AAAAAAAAAN4/MrVH-S37Ld4/s320/IMG_0154_1_1.JPG" width="180" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me finding out my buddy was gone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;not the best picture, but I was devastated&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35700040-6685919137325946463?l=jenniedavidson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenniedavidson.blogspot.com/feeds/6685919137325946463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jenniedavidson.blogspot.com/2007/12/rip-buddy.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35700040/posts/default/6685919137325946463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35700040/posts/default/6685919137325946463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenniedavidson.blogspot.com/2007/12/rip-buddy.html' title='R.I.P Buddy'/><author><name>Jen=)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05659864154933225002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/Soow1kiKohI/AAAAAAAAAX8/wYrY6J3orrk/S220/IMG_0256.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/R3hFsuF0UVI/AAAAAAAAANA/li7dOILI6WM/s72-c/ScannedImage-14.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35700040.post-536311818411220202</id><published>2007-12-15T12:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-12-15T14:41:48.127-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday</title><content type='html'>So my Birthday was awesome! I didn't just have one day of fun I had like 4... But i have bad news :( I either forgot to bring my camera with me or i was having so much that i forgot to take the pictures, i know i know i was heartbroken, your birthday only comes once a year and i wont have any pictures to remember those fun times&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On F&lt;strong&gt;riday&lt;/strong&gt; night my old college roommate took me to see Michael McLean's "The Forgotten Carols"... i was a little skeptical when we pulled into a high school parking lot ha ha (and at this point it was still a suprise so i didn't know what we were doing) and i was thinking High School? For my Birthday present you are taking me back to high school? oh i think i'd rather die ha ha... but it was awesome! I laughed so hard and I cried too. If anyone has an opportunity to go see "The Forgotten Carols" then I say drop everything and go! what an awsome night....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Before the Show&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/R2Q1quF0T9I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/nCh_eDKzc-s/s1600-h/IMG_0097_2_1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144295682407157714" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/R2Q1quF0T9I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/nCh_eDKzc-s/s320/IMG_0097_2_1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the show... we had gotten 3 inches while we were in the show&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/R2Q2OuF0T_I/AAAAAAAAAKM/_aKc3k4VWpc/s1600-h/IMG_0103_2_1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144296300882448370" style="CURSOR: hand" height="176" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/R2Q2OuF0T_I/AAAAAAAAAKM/_aKc3k4VWpc/s320/IMG_0103_2_1.JPG" width="229" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/R2Q1zuF0T-I/AAAAAAAAAKE/sCZoieVhPOk/s1600-h/IMG_0095_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While we are waiting to get out of the parking lot... my old roommate from college&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/R2Q3D-F0UAI/AAAAAAAAAKU/Y9uVCr7cDkk/s1600-h/IMG_0106_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144297215710482434" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/R2Q3D-F0UAI/AAAAAAAAAKU/Y9uVCr7cDkk/s320/IMG_0106_2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/R2Q5I-F0UCI/AAAAAAAAAKk/JDmudHC8oSY/s1600-h/red+robin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144299500633083938" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/R2Q5I-F0UCI/AAAAAAAAAKk/JDmudHC8oSY/s320/red+robin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on &lt;strong&gt;Saturday&lt;/strong&gt; a bunch of old family friends from cali took me out to dinner and man was it storming. We drove down to meet everyone, and we slid a couple of times on the freeway, but we finally made it. we had like 16 people (some of those were kids) but still they count right. anywho this is one of the times that i forgot to take pictures because i was laughing so hard and having to much fun. I even forgot one of my birthday presents at the resturant, i was so heartbroken and i felt so bad. My real present was having everyone with me for my birthday. What awesome friends and family, to take time out of there lives on a Saturday and drive through bad weather to spend time with me on my Birthday. I love you guys, you all are the best! Well, these people have been in my life forever so they pretty much are family. I had so much fun guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/R2RAyeF0UDI/AAAAAAAAAKs/km3Cnb3zQO0/s1600-h/shopping+cart+snow+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144307910179049522" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/R2RAyeF0UDI/AAAAAAAAAKs/km3Cnb3zQO0/s320/shopping+cart+snow+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We had more snow in our cart ha ha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well after we finally left the resturant we helped on of my friend/family members move stuff out of there storage... we went shopping in michael's for crafty things, and pushing a cart that was packed with snow! yup thats right, we wanted to see how many funny looks we would get and see if we could make it out of the store before it melts ha ha... We even asked a couple of workers for help in locating somethings and they would help us and bit there lip trying so hard not to laugh. On of the girls (who had already helped us) walked past us while we were stopped looking at what we needed to buy, then she stopped and asked "is that snow? is that real snow?" I bent down poked the snow and said with a shoked look on my face "is it? it is!"... my friend bent down and picked it up and said "jen, this IS real snow!" and through some at me. the girl left and so did we ha ha&lt;br /&gt;I love my life especially when i have such good friends that let me be goofy and crazy and encourage me to do those things. Those are true friends, the ones that you are not afraid to be yourself with because you know that they wont look at you with judgemental eyes. Life is to short not to have fun, laugh and be goofy. :)&lt;br /&gt;So after we unloaded the truck and did a few donuts (for fun :) we said a prayer and headed home.&lt;br /&gt;thanks again for such an awesome night. (i think that the shopping cart was ONE of the best parts of the night ha ha) I love being me :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/R2RGjOF0UEI/AAAAAAAAAK0/KqkRC8S7hQY/s1600-h/birthday+cake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144314245255811138" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/R2RGjOF0UEI/AAAAAAAAAK0/KqkRC8S7hQY/s320/birthday+cake.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;On &lt;strong&gt;Sunday&lt;/strong&gt; some of the people in the ward through a birthday party for 2 of us. (we are Birthday buddies, we have the same birthday! how fun :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was a fun night filled with twister, mafia, other games. We both blew out the candles on the cake and that must of been to much for it because the cake leaped off the counter and did a nose dive to the floor ha ha... and it looked really moist because absolutly none of the cake stayed in the pan ha ha... i was laughing so hard because those are things that make memorize :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a great ward and it is full of such cool people. it's weird because i am making friends with all of these cool people and i am going to be leaving on my mission soon. :( I don't understand but i know that the Lord has a plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/R2QzW-F0T8I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/BfHNB-7ae1U/s1600-h/phone+pictures+250.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144293144081485762" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/R2QzW-F0T8I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/BfHNB-7ae1U/s320/phone+pictures+250.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on &lt;strong&gt;Monday&lt;/strong&gt; my office decorated my desk and made me a sugar free chocolate pudding pie (it was really yummy, it didn't taste like it was sugar free either. I am going to remember that receipe ha ha) I work with such fun people, i will miss them when i am gone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is good and i am Happy! oh and p.s i meet with the bishop on sunday to work on getting my papers resubmitted (i have done everything and am ready to go again) !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/R2QzW-F0T8I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/BfHNB-7ae1U/s1600-h/phone+pictures+250.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35700040-536311818411220202?l=jenniedavidson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenniedavidson.blogspot.com/feeds/536311818411220202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jenniedavidson.blogspot.com/2007/12/birthday.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35700040/posts/default/536311818411220202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35700040/posts/default/536311818411220202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenniedavidson.blogspot.com/2007/12/birthday.html' title='Birthday'/><author><name>Jen=)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05659864154933225002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/Soow1kiKohI/AAAAAAAAAX8/wYrY6J3orrk/S220/IMG_0256.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/R2Q1quF0T9I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/nCh_eDKzc-s/s72-c/IMG_0097_2_1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35700040.post-7395550689470095896</id><published>2007-12-02T21:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-12-02T21:34:36.137-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Girls Night</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/R1OHPk4bRUI/AAAAAAAAAJY/2e2bbl7PBws/s1600-R/christmas_0001898.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139600301428000066" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/R1OHPk4bRUI/AAAAAAAAAJY/tvysA8N7BLc/s320/christmas_0001898.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tonight was a girl’s night; we left the men at home and headed to the Christmas Devotional.  Which was amazingly decorated, and then when the first presidency comes in, the feeling of warmth and peace just comes over the whole building.  What a great way to feel the spirit and remember the true meaning of CHRISTmas.  We had lots of laughs and talked for 2 hours or so after the devotional was over. There is nothing better then spending time with good friends, because you can talk and talk and talk for hours and not even realize it and not to mention all the laughing that happens.  I love to laugh it brings happiness to my life and soul. I personally feel that laughing should be required daily, like your vitamins (the world would be a better place don't ya think?) Hopefully we’ll be able to get together and do something for my BIRTHDAY on Saturday, but who knows (I am excited either way) &lt;br /&gt;Life is good!&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/35700040-7395550689470095896?l=jenniedavidson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenniedavidson.blogspot.com/feeds/7395550689470095896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jenniedavidson.blogspot.com/2007/12/girls-night.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35700040/posts/default/7395550689470095896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35700040/posts/default/7395550689470095896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenniedavidson.blogspot.com/2007/12/girls-night.html' title='Girls Night'/><author><name>Jen=)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05659864154933225002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/Soow1kiKohI/AAAAAAAAAX8/wYrY6J3orrk/S220/IMG_0256.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/R1OHPk4bRUI/AAAAAAAAAJY/tvysA8N7BLc/s72-c/christmas_0001898.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35700040.post-1732000806110278932</id><published>2007-12-01T20:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-12-01T22:04:40.978-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SNOW!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/R1Iqh04bRSI/AAAAAAAAAJI/rPLX3SPQGy8/s1600-R/IMG_0037_6.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139216885402518818" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/R1Iqh04bRSI/AAAAAAAAAJI/zmB6WOzXQB8/s320/IMG_0037_6.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/R1IqZU4bRRI/AAAAAAAAAJA/LF5UR8QdRl0/s1600-R/IMG_0036_5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139216739373630738" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/R1IqZU4bRRI/AAAAAAAAAJA/9szJSy3w4q8/s320/IMG_0036_5.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/R1IqRk4bRQI/AAAAAAAAAI4/VmpM-gj_Vkg/s1600-R/IMG_0035_4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139216606229644546" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/R1IqRk4bRQI/AAAAAAAAAI4/OWL3RD9QqMo/s320/IMG_0035_4.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SNOW...SNOW... AND MORE SNOW!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Its official it's December soooo....Let the Holiday's begin :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My December first began when i woke up to a few inches of snow, and it kept snowing all day. We are all covered with a white blanket of beautiful snow. everything looks so beautiful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my day continued with a trip to the mall for a little Christmas shopping! yay :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;at the mall i got to see Santa and the LINE. The day was filled with merry Christmas shoppers all looking for the perfect presents for loved ones. It finished with lunch which turned into dinner because we were there for so long. Time flies when you are with friends and are talking, laughing and having fun ha ha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/R1IyIU4bRTI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/acFo1vGsofE/s1600-R/rockin+roll+tree.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139225243408876850" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/R1IyIU4bRTI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/W-srLCu3nKg/s320/rockin+roll+tree.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;On Friday I was invited to go to the Festival of Tree's, which was really fun. There were so many trees, beautiful ones, fun and silly ones, themed ones, anything you can imagine. There were also amazing ginger bread houses that you wouldn't believe. I can't imagine the time, talent and patience that went into those ginger bread houses. They had beautiful wreaths, dancing performers, gift shops, concession stands, etc... oh and a whole section for kids to play games, make crafts, face paint, a clown etc... I thought that it was going to be just tree's but oh no, it was full of lots of fun Christmas things to do. It was a great way to kick off the holiday season and get into the Christmas spirit. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am so excited about Christmas!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35700040-1732000806110278932?l=jenniedavidson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenniedavidson.blogspot.com/feeds/1732000806110278932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jenniedavidson.blogspot.com/2007/12/snow.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35700040/posts/default/1732000806110278932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35700040/posts/default/1732000806110278932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenniedavidson.blogspot.com/2007/12/snow.html' title='SNOW!!!'/><author><name>Jen=)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05659864154933225002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/Soow1kiKohI/AAAAAAAAAX8/wYrY6J3orrk/S220/IMG_0256.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/R1Iqh04bRSI/AAAAAAAAAJI/zmB6WOzXQB8/s72-c/IMG_0037_6.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35700040.post-9216315475620339567</id><published>2007-11-26T00:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T01:11:40.154-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Lights</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/R0p7qhjX_sI/AAAAAAAAAIo/j_s2DA3trsU/s1600-h/IMG_0007_1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137054295460937410" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/R0p7qhjX_sI/AAAAAAAAAIo/j_s2DA3trsU/s320/IMG_0007_1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I am so excited! I helped my mom put up her Christmas lights; it makes the holiday season feel official.  Let the Holidays begin! I never expected to be here for the Holiday season.  But you know what they say, "when making plans for life, make sure to plan for surprises".There is something special about Christmas lights, don't you think? They brighten up life and put a smile to my face.  I am not sure where I will be for Christmas, but I know that no matter where I will be, I will be driving around that neighborhood looking at the beautiful holiday lights.   I love the holidays and doing fun services for people around me.&lt;br /&gt;My life has had a couple more hiccups, but I am still optimistic. Life is still good, and I still have the faith that the Lord is guiding my life and I know that everything happens for a reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/R0p86hjX_tI/AAAAAAAAAIw/eL5JvuTw2rQ/s1600-h/11-24-07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137055669850472146" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/R0p86hjX_tI/AAAAAAAAAIw/eL5JvuTw2rQ/s320/11-24-07.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/R0p86hjX_tI/AAAAAAAAAIw/eL5JvuTw2rQ/s1600-h/11-24-07.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35700040-9216315475620339567?l=jenniedavidson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenniedavidson.blogspot.com/feeds/9216315475620339567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jenniedavidson.blogspot.com/2007/11/christmas-lights.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35700040/posts/default/9216315475620339567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35700040/posts/default/9216315475620339567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenniedavidson.blogspot.com/2007/11/christmas-lights.html' title='Christmas Lights'/><author><name>Jen=)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05659864154933225002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/Soow1kiKohI/AAAAAAAAAX8/wYrY6J3orrk/S220/IMG_0256.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/R0p7qhjX_sI/AAAAAAAAAIo/j_s2DA3trsU/s72-c/IMG_0007_1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35700040.post-1466133285869520428</id><published>2007-11-22T18:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T00:31:55.432-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Thanksgiving</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Going Flying...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/R0YvORjX_rI/AAAAAAAAAIg/PTkZvNf1HDE/s1600-h/flying+thanksgiving+2007+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135844347339079346" style="CURSOR: hand" height="211" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/R0YvORjX_rI/AAAAAAAAAIg/PTkZvNf1HDE/s320/flying+thanksgiving+2007+012.jpg" width="270" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/R0YuGhjX_qI/AAAAAAAAAIY/ST7fWj4TYLk/s1600-h/flying+thanksgiving+2007+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135843114683465378" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/R0YuGhjX_qI/AAAAAAAAAIY/ST7fWj4TYLk/s320/flying+thanksgiving+2007+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am a pretty lucky girl, I got to fly an airplane after a nice thanksgiving dinner. It's always amazing to fly over everything and see it from a different view.  We always have a good laugh buzzing by the house and having our family run out and wave. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thanksgiving was great this year!  I was blessed with the opportunity to be with my family. The grandkids always excite things too (gives us adults an excuse to play with toys and watch Disney movies -which I love)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I feel very lucky to be blessed with such a great family!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Life is good!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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/35700040-1466133285869520428?l=jenniedavidson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenniedavidson.blogspot.com/feeds/1466133285869520428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jenniedavidson.blogspot.com/2007/11/happy-thanksgiving.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35700040/posts/default/1466133285869520428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35700040/posts/default/1466133285869520428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenniedavidson.blogspot.com/2007/11/happy-thanksgiving.html' title='Happy Thanksgiving'/><author><name>Jen=)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05659864154933225002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/Soow1kiKohI/AAAAAAAAAX8/wYrY6J3orrk/S220/IMG_0256.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/R0YvORjX_rI/AAAAAAAAAIg/PTkZvNf1HDE/s72-c/flying+thanksgiving+2007+012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35700040.post-1502303301012341325</id><published>2007-11-17T16:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-18T19:26:51.148-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I did it!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/Rz97oRjX_pI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/huxeqgtzXW0/s1600-h/IMG_0084_1.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I cut my Hair!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/Rz97UxjX_oI/AAAAAAAAAII/e9GsOK9rzys/s1600-h/IMG_0089_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133957697054965378" style="WIDTH: 237px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 280px" height="296" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/Rz97UxjX_oI/AAAAAAAAAII/e9GsOK9rzys/s320/IMG_0089_1.jpg" width="280" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/Rz97IxjX_nI/AAAAAAAAAIA/TWirnLqpFWA/s1600-h/IMG_0079_1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133957490896535154" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/Rz97IxjX_nI/AAAAAAAAAIA/TWirnLqpFWA/s320/IMG_0079_1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Here are a couple of pictures of my hair (Straight and Curly). I was in need of a change and this was a great change. For those of you who really really know me, are probably not surprised ha ha. When big things happen in my life i usually take it out on my hair ha ha... I guess it's my own way of feeling a little bit in control and a way of starting over and new. That's what is great about being a woman, our hair is our funnest accessory! (and i have been blessed with fast growing hair so these fun hair adventures can come more often then for others) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I was told once by someone who I used to care about and who used to be close to me, that my “silly” need for changing my hair, was something they disapproved of because it made me look like a wild woman and that reflected on “them”.  Which I of course in my strong willed spirit informed “you tell me that if I love you, then I will change, but if you want me to change then you don’t really love me” ha ha so I am sure that I was dumb or foolish and my opinionated ways got me into trouble yet again, but I am me fun hair and all. Sorry for the tangent ha ha &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My friend Amberly (who is a talented Beautician) put her magic to work and I love it! It's cute, it's lighter (ha ha), it seems healthier and most importantly I feel beautiful. Thanks so much Amberly you did an awesome job!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/Rz96fRjX_mI/AAAAAAAAAH4/ClHLH9mSxiE/s1600-h/IMG_0088_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35700040-1502303301012341325?l=jenniedavidson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenniedavidson.blogspot.com/feeds/1502303301012341325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jenniedavidson.blogspot.com/2007/11/so-i-did-it.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35700040/posts/default/1502303301012341325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35700040/posts/default/1502303301012341325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenniedavidson.blogspot.com/2007/11/so-i-did-it.html' title='I did it!'/><author><name>Jen=)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05659864154933225002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/Soow1kiKohI/AAAAAAAAAX8/wYrY6J3orrk/S220/IMG_0256.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/Rz97UxjX_oI/AAAAAAAAAII/e9GsOK9rzys/s72-c/IMG_0089_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35700040.post-3801262062744832923</id><published>2007-11-10T19:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-10T19:47:23.824-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Question</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/RzZszoWJXJI/AAAAAAAAAHo/x5oGbpk4WpI/s1600-h/Jennie-web-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131408459694693522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/RzZszoWJXJI/AAAAAAAAAHo/x5oGbpk4WpI/s320/Jennie-web-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have been thinking lately that I need a change and I would like to cut my hair. I am thinking about cutting my hair to my shoulders. What does everyone think? I have been wanting to do one of these polls and I thought now would be a fun time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&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/35700040-3801262062744832923?l=jenniedavidson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenniedavidson.blogspot.com/feeds/3801262062744832923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jenniedavidson.blogspot.com/2007/11/question.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35700040/posts/default/3801262062744832923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35700040/posts/default/3801262062744832923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenniedavidson.blogspot.com/2007/11/question.html' title='Question'/><author><name>Jen=)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05659864154933225002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/Soow1kiKohI/AAAAAAAAAX8/wYrY6J3orrk/S220/IMG_0256.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/RzZszoWJXJI/AAAAAAAAAHo/x5oGbpk4WpI/s72-c/Jennie-web-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35700040.post-7012856819709830541</id><published>2007-11-06T20:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-10T19:48:12.296-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Disappointing news</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well I received some disappointing news tonight. I had my Bishop check on the status of my papers and it turns out that a letter was sent to the Stake President of my home ward in Arizona a month ago. I was never contacted so I never knew and was anxiously waiting. Well in the letter where some request that I need to get done before I can resubmit my papers. Because of my colorful medical background, they are asking for letters from Dr’s to explain something’s and they are asking that I loose 12 pounds (that’s never a bad thing ha ha). So until those letters are received and that weight is lost I cannot resubmit my papers. I know, it’s disappointing, and frustrating that the letter was just sitting there for a month, when I could have been working on all this but everything happens for a reason and I know that the Lord is mindful of me. Thank you guys for your excitement and support it has been really encouraging and helpful. I am still going to serve a mission, don’t you worry. This is just a little set back. Life is still good :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131409065285082274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/RzZtW4WJXKI/AAAAAAAAAHw/bXQJI6zpo9k/s320/m_eb563220a61d3ddb622d3ccb5fd57a68.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35700040-7012856819709830541?l=jenniedavidson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenniedavidson.blogspot.com/feeds/7012856819709830541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jenniedavidson.blogspot.com/2007/11/disappointing-news.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35700040/posts/default/7012856819709830541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35700040/posts/default/7012856819709830541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenniedavidson.blogspot.com/2007/11/disappointing-news.html' title='Disappointing news'/><author><name>Jen=)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05659864154933225002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/Soow1kiKohI/AAAAAAAAAX8/wYrY6J3orrk/S220/IMG_0256.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/RzZtW4WJXKI/AAAAAAAAAHw/bXQJI6zpo9k/s72-c/m_eb563220a61d3ddb622d3ccb5fd57a68.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35700040.post-3358132473587839626</id><published>2007-11-02T18:17:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T18:45:53.027-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The List</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;While We Wait :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128408286826378706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/RyvEKld0tdI/AAAAAAAAAHg/cdfwjoL-NSc/s320/IMG_0028_1_1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;k... since I still have not received my call yet, and because I have had a number of requests to hear/see the list of other people's guess to where they think I’ll be called, I decided to post it.&lt;br /&gt;So...here is the list, some were repeated so that is why it's x2 or x3. If there are anymore guess I would love to hear them (because it's been pretty fun to hear)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Argentina&lt;br /&gt;Chile&lt;br /&gt;Oklahoma&lt;br /&gt;Denmark&lt;br /&gt;South America&lt;br /&gt;Italy&lt;br /&gt;Illinois (x2)&lt;br /&gt;Canada&lt;br /&gt;Southern U.S.A (x 3)&lt;br /&gt;North Easter U.S.A&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere Cold U.S.A&lt;br /&gt;Temple Square Nauvoo&lt;br /&gt;Paris France&lt;br /&gt;Mid East U.S.A&lt;br /&gt;Mexico&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/35700040-3358132473587839626?l=jenniedavidson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenniedavidson.blogspot.com/feeds/3358132473587839626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jenniedavidson.blogspot.com/2007/11/list.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35700040/posts/default/3358132473587839626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35700040/posts/default/3358132473587839626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenniedavidson.blogspot.com/2007/11/list.html' title='The List'/><author><name>Jen=)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05659864154933225002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/Soow1kiKohI/AAAAAAAAAX8/wYrY6J3orrk/S220/IMG_0256.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/RyvEKld0tdI/AAAAAAAAAHg/cdfwjoL-NSc/s72-c/IMG_0028_1_1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35700040.post-1734414254260885032</id><published>2007-10-31T23:20:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T23:50:55.243-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Halloween</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/RyllscLDVwI/AAAAAAAAAHY/i5ZVCRdukUQ/s1600-h/Halloween.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127741464889218818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/RyllscLDVwI/AAAAAAAAAHY/i5ZVCRdukUQ/s320/Halloween.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;H&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;p&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;p&lt;/span&gt;y &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;a&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;l&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;w&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;e&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/RyliQsLDVvI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/kkLI9mfCFDs/s1600-h/pumpkin.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I hope that everyone had a fun and safe Halloween... I had fun &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;trick o treating.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;It’s kind of&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;weird being on the adult side of this &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;holiday.... makes you realize&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;that this really is a strange holiday &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;ha ha. Strangers dressing up to scare each&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;other,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;begging for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;candy and going to strangers homes and taking that candy ha ha &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;didn't we learn when we were little not to take candy from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;strangers, and then on Halloween we encourage it. I love dressing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;up and seeing everyone in their fun costumes. It's the only time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;during the year, when it's ok to be fun and silly as adults. (I think&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;that our inner child should be encouraged more often, the world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; would be a happier place I think)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I hope you all got scared and received lots of candy!! :)&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/35700040-1734414254260885032?l=jenniedavidson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenniedavidson.blogspot.com/feeds/1734414254260885032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jenniedavidson.blogspot.com/2007/10/happy-halloween.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35700040/posts/default/1734414254260885032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35700040/posts/default/1734414254260885032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenniedavidson.blogspot.com/2007/10/happy-halloween.html' title='Happy Halloween'/><author><name>Jen=)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05659864154933225002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/Soow1kiKohI/AAAAAAAAAX8/wYrY6J3orrk/S220/IMG_0256.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/RyllscLDVwI/AAAAAAAAAHY/i5ZVCRdukUQ/s72-c/Halloween.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35700040.post-4711881762212182832</id><published>2007-10-28T23:39:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T00:00:25.779-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My old house :(</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/RyVyH8LDVuI/AAAAAAAAAHI/unZyRjwIfTk/s1600-h/missionviejo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126629231568312034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/RyVyH8LDVuI/AAAAAAAAAHI/unZyRjwIfTk/s320/missionviejo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can't believe that this is only a couple blocks away from my old house... scary.&lt;br /&gt;I've been feeling so bad for everyone out there. It was my home and I still have family and friends out there. I keep you all in my thoughts and prayers, I just wish there was something more that I could do. This is one of those times that I am speechless. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(p.s. I'm still waiting )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35700040-4711881762212182832?l=jenniedavidson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenniedavidson.blogspot.com/feeds/4711881762212182832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jenniedavidson.blogspot.com/2007/10/my-old-house.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35700040/posts/default/4711881762212182832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35700040/posts/default/4711881762212182832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenniedavidson.blogspot.com/2007/10/my-old-house.html' title='My old house :('/><author><name>Jen=)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05659864154933225002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/Soow1kiKohI/AAAAAAAAAX8/wYrY6J3orrk/S220/IMG_0256.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/RyVyH8LDVuI/AAAAAAAAAHI/unZyRjwIfTk/s72-c/missionviejo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35700040.post-607769587082329305</id><published>2007-10-19T19:53:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T19:58:22.685-06:00</updated><title type='text'>did someone say nerd?</title><content type='html'>I am a nerd and I am not afraid to admit it :) So i was curious to find out which movie nerd I was most like... and I am SpiderMan... and it's pretty right on for me. well atleast I think so. You guys will have to let me know. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.the-n.com/games/quiz/2646"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.the-n.com/media/quiz/badges/nerd_quiz/peter.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're Peter Parker, the hero with a nerdy heart. Other nerds save fake worlds in video games, but you feel a responsibility to make the real world a better place. Your dedication impresses everyone around you, but your inner nerd has no self-confidence. You forget how to speak when someone hot enters the room, and you're awkward around people you admire. Since you can't flirt to save your life, only evil villains get to hear your clever comebacks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35700040-607769587082329305?l=jenniedavidson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenniedavidson.blogspot.com/feeds/607769587082329305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jenniedavidson.blogspot.com/2007/10/did-someone-say-nerd.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35700040/posts/default/607769587082329305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35700040/posts/default/607769587082329305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenniedavidson.blogspot.com/2007/10/did-someone-say-nerd.html' title='did someone say nerd?'/><author><name>Jen=)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05659864154933225002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/Soow1kiKohI/AAAAAAAAAX8/wYrY6J3orrk/S220/IMG_0256.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35700040.post-2214852447990895851</id><published>2007-10-19T19:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T19:47:06.618-06:00</updated><title type='text'>anything?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/Rxld0W6sVfI/AAAAAAAAAG0/Kv2P_Nf91Vg/s1600-h/mailbox.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123229205196985842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/Rxld0W6sVfI/AAAAAAAAAG0/Kv2P_Nf91Vg/s320/mailbox.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So after hearing that someone had received their call and learning where they where going. I was very excited (and nervous) to go to my mailbox today and there was something there, but as I looked at the label it was for someone that had lived in my apartment before me, my heart sank...I guess that I am learning patience... or as my little sister says "they are waiting for inspiration to send you to the perfect place" (waiting for inspiration? does that sound bad to you? ha ha j/k i love ya rach) I know that where ever I am asked to go, it will be where the Lord needs ME, and where I can be the most successful instrument in his hands. &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/35700040-2214852447990895851?l=jenniedavidson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenniedavidson.blogspot.com/feeds/2214852447990895851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jenniedavidson.blogspot.com/2007/10/anything.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35700040/posts/default/2214852447990895851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35700040/posts/default/2214852447990895851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenniedavidson.blogspot.com/2007/10/anything.html' title='anything?'/><author><name>Jen=)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05659864154933225002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/Soow1kiKohI/AAAAAAAAAX8/wYrY6J3orrk/S220/IMG_0256.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/Rxld0W6sVfI/AAAAAAAAAG0/Kv2P_Nf91Vg/s72-c/mailbox.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35700040.post-3953286398654575214</id><published>2007-10-16T22:26:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T19:47:47.757-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Great Place...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;So can anyone guess where this beautiful sunset is?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/RxWRim6sVVI/AAAAAAAAAF4/x-K1TdFWr3o/s1600-h/IMG_00342_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122160174952109394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/RxWRim6sVVI/AAAAAAAAAF4/x-K1TdFWr3o/s320/IMG_00342_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; It's my favorite place.... Idaho :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Aren't the sunset's beautiful there. I guess I am a country girl at heart (who would have guessed) ha ha ha OK... OK... I know you all did... so for all of you who teased me in High School about COWBOYS and all that jazz you were all right ha ha ha ha ha ha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;But for the moment there is another reason why I love this place and that's because of my great mom. she's been so supportive with everything that i've been through the last few years and now with my new adventure to serve the Lord quickly approaching she is completly on board. I can't forget to mention my dad because he is also a tremdous support to me. I have been blessed with such great parents who love me and who have gotten me through some rough times. they are both very excited about me Serving a Mission. although I have heard some whispers of heartbreak of me making them wait even longer for grandchildren... they are to funny (I do have siblings) ha ha ha ... I don't know maybe I was a good bet... the Lord must be teaching them patience in all things ha ha wellll it is a virtue...ha ha ha... I love it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122171749888972258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/RxWcEW6sVeI/AAAAAAAAAGs/_9ZC156exho/s320/Jennie+Young+Cow+girl_3.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;yup that's me (this should have been a warning sign) :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&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/35700040-3953286398654575214?l=jenniedavidson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenniedavidson.blogspot.com/feeds/3953286398654575214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jenniedavidson.blogspot.com/2007/10/great-place.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35700040/posts/default/3953286398654575214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35700040/posts/default/3953286398654575214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenniedavidson.blogspot.com/2007/10/great-place.html' title='Great Place...'/><author><name>Jen=)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05659864154933225002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/Soow1kiKohI/AAAAAAAAAX8/wYrY6J3orrk/S220/IMG_0256.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/RxWRim6sVVI/AAAAAAAAAF4/x-K1TdFWr3o/s72-c/IMG_00342_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35700040.post-8764892293240116929</id><published>2007-10-13T22:18:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-10-13T22:33:19.867-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Update...</title><content type='html'>I just wanted to let everyone know that I am still waiting and haven't received my call yet :( soooo… I am just anxiously waiting. It’s kind of stressful waiting. I LOVE surprises only IF you don’t tell me that there is a surprise.  Otherwise if you tell me there is a surprise it will drive me crazy and I will find out what it is. I am sure you can picture me at Christmas time ha ha.  I always found out what my presents where before Christmas day, I was a little bugger what can I say.  I even remember there was one Christmas that my mom had hidden my presents really really well and I couldn’t find them, so what did I do? I secretly and carefully unwrapped my presents in the middle of the night and put them back with out being caught.  Ha ha ha that makes me laugh to think about. Don’t worry it was a one time thing, I felt so bad that I never did it again.  I’ve even had people try and through surprise birthday parties for me and I somehow always find out, and sometimes I don’t even try or mean to (I guess my family and friends aren’t the best at keeping secrets… but hey it’s turned into a challenge and game to try and surprise me... which is totally fine by me ha ha ha)&lt;br /&gt;So what was supposed to be a 1 sentence update turned into a rambling… sorry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35700040-8764892293240116929?l=jenniedavidson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenniedavidson.blogspot.com/feeds/8764892293240116929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jenniedavidson.blogspot.com/2007/10/update.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35700040/posts/default/8764892293240116929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35700040/posts/default/8764892293240116929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenniedavidson.blogspot.com/2007/10/update.html' title='Update...'/><author><name>Jen=)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05659864154933225002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/Soow1kiKohI/AAAAAAAAAX8/wYrY6J3orrk/S220/IMG_0256.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35700040.post-316974001971761203</id><published>2007-10-13T21:46:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-10-13T22:17:42.098-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Breast Cancer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/RxGWnW6sVOI/AAAAAAAAAFE/wK9vAB6W46g/s1600-h/IMG_00422_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121039854207784162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/RxGWnW6sVOI/AAAAAAAAAFE/wK9vAB6W46g/s320/IMG_00422_2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I woke up this morning early to attend a “Making Strides Against Breast Cancer” Event. Those of you that know me know what an advocate I am for this important cause. I’ve always wanted to do one of those 3 day breast cancer walks, but I’ve never been physically able since my accident. Today is the start to that dream though. Since my accident I’ve had to stick to in gym work outs and physical therapy, but today was my first 5k since the accident. Which I LOVED! Man I forgot how much I love these! Being out side on trails and in parks… where ever the course is, is so much better then being inside on a treadmill. And having lots of people around you during the event just pumps you up more and causes you to push yourself harder. Ok I have to admit that I wasn’t able to run this 5k, it was more of a walk-jog, but hey it’s the start to me getting back to that point where I can run them again. Man I don’t know what it is about running outside that feeds your soul, but I am addicted to it and I had forgotten what it was like. So these pictures aren’t the best of me because well it was raining and well who where’s makeup when they are doing stuff like this ha ha ha… nice excuse right ha ha ha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121039738243667154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/RxGWgm6sVNI/AAAAAAAAAE8/waRgJ1jb4pc/s320/IMG_0043_1.JPG" border="0" /&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/35700040-316974001971761203?l=jenniedavidson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenniedavidson.blogspot.com/feeds/316974001971761203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jenniedavidson.blogspot.com/2007/10/breast-cancer.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35700040/posts/default/316974001971761203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35700040/posts/default/316974001971761203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenniedavidson.blogspot.com/2007/10/breast-cancer.html' title='Breast Cancer'/><author><name>Jen=)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05659864154933225002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/Soow1kiKohI/AAAAAAAAAX8/wYrY6J3orrk/S220/IMG_0256.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/RxGWnW6sVOI/AAAAAAAAAFE/wK9vAB6W46g/s72-c/IMG_00422_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35700040.post-2349084248506728455</id><published>2007-10-07T09:49:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-10-07T09:52:39.828-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I Love This!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate.  Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure.  It is our light, not our darkness, that most frightens us.  We ask ourselves "who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented and fabulous?"  Actually, who are you not to be?  Your playing small doesn't serve the world.  There's nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people won't feel insecure around you.  We were born to make manifest the glory that is within us.  It's not just in some of us; it is in everyone, and as we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same.  As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others.&lt;br /&gt;-Nelson Mandela- &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/35700040-2349084248506728455?l=jenniedavidson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenniedavidson.blogspot.com/feeds/2349084248506728455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jenniedavidson.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-love-this.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35700040/posts/default/2349084248506728455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35700040/posts/default/2349084248506728455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenniedavidson.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-love-this.html' title='I Love This!'/><author><name>Jen=)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05659864154933225002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/Soow1kiKohI/AAAAAAAAAX8/wYrY6J3orrk/S220/IMG_0256.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35700040.post-1559245405743591327</id><published>2007-10-02T21:35:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-10-02T21:36:32.148-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Where in the WORLD is Jennie going on her mission?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/Rvnc3IP1nxI/AAAAAAAAAC0/_nC6X6QHFck/s1600-h/IMG_0028_1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114361691520737042" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/Rvnc3IP1nxI/AAAAAAAAAC0/_nC6X6QHFck/s320/IMG_0028_1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Well the time has come! ha ha I can't believe it, but my papers are in. Soooo . . . after waiting a few years to recover from the horse back riding accident and other health concerns. I am all set to go and serve the Lord. It's one thing to SAY I will go and do what the Lord wants me to. but it's another story to actually DO it. I am the first person in my family to ever serve. sooo... I have no idea what to expect. I am nervous and scared and yet I am soooo EXCITED!!&lt;br /&gt;It's weird to think that I will be serving with kids that I used to baby-sit. I feel as though I am a few years behind schedule. I know that everything happens for a reason. I had that accident and those health problems to learn and grow. I also know that the Lord guides our lives. I also know that I am exactly where I am supposed to be and that is an awesome feeling. I am excited for this new experience and opportunity that I have to serve my Lord. He's saved my life so many times and in so many ways. That serving Him would be a great honor to me. I LOVE the Lord!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35700040-1559245405743591327?l=jenniedavidson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenniedavidson.blogspot.com/feeds/1559245405743591327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jenniedavidson.blogspot.com/2007/09/where-in-world-is-jennie-going-on-her.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35700040/posts/default/1559245405743591327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35700040/posts/default/1559245405743591327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenniedavidson.blogspot.com/2007/09/where-in-world-is-jennie-going-on-her.html' title='Where in the WORLD is Jennie going on her mission?'/><author><name>Jen=)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05659864154933225002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/Soow1kiKohI/AAAAAAAAAX8/wYrY6J3orrk/S220/IMG_0256.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/Rvnc3IP1nxI/AAAAAAAAAC0/_nC6X6QHFck/s72-c/IMG_0028_1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35700040.post-7478819482966082970</id><published>2007-09-29T23:04:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-09-29T23:16:20.440-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A First For Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Conference Center&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/Rv8ud4P1n2I/AAAAAAAAADc/xh0_WX4vLIA/s1600-h/conference_center02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115858792566071138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/Rv8ud4P1n2I/AAAAAAAAADc/xh0_WX4vLIA/s320/conference_center02.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;So I was able to go to the Relief Society Broad Cast in the Conference Center. I have never been inside before.  Well let me first start off by saying that I was wowed by the inside and how huge it really is.  The outside was deceptive, to the magnitude of the inside.&lt;br /&gt;I loved being in the same room with prophet and the apostles, they carry such a strong spirit with them and i have such high respect for them.  I was touched by the words of those who spoke and of course cried ha ha... what can I say? I am a sap and my heart was touched. I truly do love the Lord and this Gospel; it brings such love, joy and many great things into my life. I know that if i died today and was not allowed to be in presence of that Great Spirit and have it with me. That would truly be hell. I am so thankful for my life and all the blessings that I am given on a daily basis. =)&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, Crystal for taking me to the Conference Center for my first time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35700040-7478819482966082970?l=jenniedavidson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenniedavidson.blogspot.com/feeds/7478819482966082970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jenniedavidson.blogspot.com/2007/09/first-for-me.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35700040/posts/default/7478819482966082970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35700040/posts/default/7478819482966082970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenniedavidson.blogspot.com/2007/09/first-for-me.html' title='A First For Me'/><author><name>Jen=)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05659864154933225002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/Soow1kiKohI/AAAAAAAAAX8/wYrY6J3orrk/S220/IMG_0256.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/Rv8ud4P1n2I/AAAAAAAAADc/xh0_WX4vLIA/s72-c/conference_center02.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35700040.post-1200764930563239099</id><published>2007-09-29T22:51:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-09-29T23:18:44.870-06:00</updated><title type='text'>SNOW!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/Rv8sV4P1nyI/AAAAAAAAAC8/oqQpKZY4Ha8/s1600-h/snow+in+september.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115856456103862050" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/Rv8sV4P1nyI/AAAAAAAAAC8/oqQpKZY4Ha8/s320/snow+in+september.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It is a good sign for skiing, snow boarding and winter fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Forget snow on the mountain tops, it's snowing in the valley! Makes me think of all the things I have to do. ha ha I figured that I had until the end of October, but I guess not. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It reminds me of a saying that I heard once.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"There are lots of things to think about, but nothing to worry about." right on mystery author.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I hope everyone stays warm =)&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/35700040-1200764930563239099?l=jenniedavidson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenniedavidson.blogspot.com/feeds/1200764930563239099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jenniedavidson.blogspot.com/2007/09/snow.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35700040/posts/default/1200764930563239099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35700040/posts/default/1200764930563239099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenniedavidson.blogspot.com/2007/09/snow.html' title='SNOW!!'/><author><name>Jen=)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05659864154933225002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/Soow1kiKohI/AAAAAAAAAX8/wYrY6J3orrk/S220/IMG_0256.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/Rv8sV4P1nyI/AAAAAAAAAC8/oqQpKZY4Ha8/s72-c/snow+in+september.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35700040.post-947919131834917157</id><published>2007-09-25T17:58:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-09-25T18:09:08.205-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Can you see the SNOW????</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/RvmgyIP1nvI/AAAAAAAAACg/uuLNhMKDYtA/s1600-h/phone+pictures+081.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114295634923724530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/RvmgyIP1nvI/AAAAAAAAACg/uuLNhMKDYtA/s320/phone+pictures+081.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Can you believe it?  It's the first snow fall of the season.  I guess that means that summer is officially over.  That also means that the temperatures are cooler and the leaves on all of the trees are beginning to change and I love that! It’s weird how something that is dieing can be so beautiful.  Its fun being in a state that has season, I’ve missed that.&lt;br /&gt;I took this picture with my phone on the way home from work. Can you see the snow?  (sorry if it’s blurry)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35700040-947919131834917157?l=jenniedavidson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenniedavidson.blogspot.com/feeds/947919131834917157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jenniedavidson.blogspot.com/2007/09/can-you-see-snow.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35700040/posts/default/947919131834917157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35700040/posts/default/947919131834917157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenniedavidson.blogspot.com/2007/09/can-you-see-snow.html' title='Can you see the SNOW????'/><author><name>Jen=)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05659864154933225002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/Soow1kiKohI/AAAAAAAAAX8/wYrY6J3orrk/S220/IMG_0256.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/RvmgyIP1nvI/AAAAAAAAACg/uuLNhMKDYtA/s72-c/phone+pictures+081.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35700040.post-2010943604278527472</id><published>2007-09-17T13:33:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-09-20T18:40:30.438-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Some of my art work</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Here ya go... I had some people ask me to post these sooo...here are a couple of pictures of people that asked me to draw them. I've done animals and still-life’s too. I really enjoy working with charcoal, so that is what most of my work is in. I've been doing abstracts lately (it's been a nice break from having to get people's faces right, cause people are pretty picky about what they end up looking like ... some want me to make them thinner or their hair longer... ha ha people are funny. I usually just tell them that if they give me a photo then I will do my best to make the adjustments that they want ha ha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/Ru7XA6hYVqI/AAAAAAAAABg/Uvw47gK95_c/s1600-h/Janelle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111259037821327010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/Ru7XA6hYVqI/AAAAAAAAABg/Uvw47gK95_c/s320/Janelle.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/Ru7W4qhYVpI/AAAAAAAAABY/yr_cJp932bA/s1600-h/Amber.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111258896087406226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/Ru7W4qhYVpI/AAAAAAAAABY/yr_cJp932bA/s320/Amber.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35700040-2010943604278527472?l=jenniedavidson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenniedavidson.blogspot.com/feeds/2010943604278527472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jenniedavidson.blogspot.com/2007/09/some-of-my-art-work.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35700040/posts/default/2010943604278527472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35700040/posts/default/2010943604278527472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenniedavidson.blogspot.com/2007/09/some-of-my-art-work.html' title='Some of my art work'/><author><name>Jen=)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05659864154933225002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/Soow1kiKohI/AAAAAAAAAX8/wYrY6J3orrk/S220/IMG_0256.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/Ru7XA6hYVqI/AAAAAAAAABg/Uvw47gK95_c/s72-c/Janelle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35700040.post-3065043462434756346</id><published>2007-08-28T22:16:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-08-28T22:28:41.270-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/RtT1zYzqfsI/AAAAAAAAABQ/PUIGmDNvGU8/s1600-h/rush+hour+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103974540898893506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/RtT1zYzqfsI/AAAAAAAAABQ/PUIGmDNvGU8/s320/rush+hour+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I got to see the movie rush hour 3 and was looking forward to laughs. But this number 3 is no where near as good as 1 or 2. I was sadly disappointed =( I don’t know maybe it was because I had high expectations because of how much I loved 1 and 2. But I think there is an unwritten rule that says the more sequels there are the worse they get? But I had the hope that this one would be an exception to that rule and become apart of those classics that have many sequels and people still enjoy watching them over and over again.&lt;br /&gt;Any who…. That was my disappointment for the weekend other then that, dinner was great (you can never go wrong with Olive Garden) and I had a good time =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35700040-3065043462434756346?l=jenniedavidson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenniedavidson.blogspot.com/feeds/3065043462434756346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jenniedavidson.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-got-to-see-movie-rush-hour-3-and-was.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35700040/posts/default/3065043462434756346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35700040/posts/default/3065043462434756346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenniedavidson.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-got-to-see-movie-rush-hour-3-and-was.html' title=''/><author><name>Jen=)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05659864154933225002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/Soow1kiKohI/AAAAAAAAAX8/wYrY6J3orrk/S220/IMG_0256.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/RtT1zYzqfsI/AAAAAAAAABQ/PUIGmDNvGU8/s72-c/rush+hour+3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35700040.post-2185527577620940168</id><published>2007-08-26T18:47:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-08-26T18:56:36.517-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Beautiful Homes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/RtIfTozqfpI/AAAAAAAAAA4/5qcpifBAeu8/s1600-h/park+city+homes+2007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103175749996281490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/RtIfTozqfpI/AAAAAAAAAA4/5qcpifBAeu8/s320/park+city+homes+2007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I had the pleasure of going through the parade of homes and driving all around town with my mom and sister (who came to town).  It was a lot of fun to see the amazing homes. I can't believe how nice these homes are.  Even more so it's crazy to think that there are a bunch of people out there that can afford these homes and afford to decorate and run them every month.  What can I say, except that people are blessed in different ways in this life.  &lt;br /&gt;I love going through homes and seeing the different ways that they are decorated and the different floor plans.  So that was the excitement of my weekend.&lt;br /&gt;I love spending time with any member of my family; there is always some adventure and laughs to be had. =)   Life is good and I am going to enjoy every minute of it while I can. &lt;br /&gt;Life is still good and I am still HAPPY! &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/35700040-2185527577620940168?l=jenniedavidson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenniedavidson.blogspot.com/feeds/2185527577620940168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jenniedavidson.blogspot.com/2007/08/beautiful-homes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35700040/posts/default/2185527577620940168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35700040/posts/default/2185527577620940168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenniedavidson.blogspot.com/2007/08/beautiful-homes.html' title='Beautiful Homes'/><author><name>Jen=)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05659864154933225002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/Soow1kiKohI/AAAAAAAAAX8/wYrY6J3orrk/S220/IMG_0256.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/RtIfTozqfpI/AAAAAAAAAA4/5qcpifBAeu8/s72-c/park+city+homes+2007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35700040.post-8460736926451285860</id><published>2007-08-23T21:44:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-08-23T21:50:29.219-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Guess What?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;GUESS WHAT?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/Rs5UkIzqfoI/AAAAAAAAAAw/6XZd-AkTqZM/s1600-h/IMG_0029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102108407673552514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/Rs5UkIzqfoI/AAAAAAAAAAw/6XZd-AkTqZM/s320/IMG_0029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;LIFE IS GOOD!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and &lt;/span&gt;I am HAPPY!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I just wanted to share that with the world =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35700040-8460736926451285860?l=jenniedavidson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenniedavidson.blogspot.com/feeds/8460736926451285860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jenniedavidson.blogspot.com/2007/08/guess-what.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35700040/posts/default/8460736926451285860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35700040/posts/default/8460736926451285860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenniedavidson.blogspot.com/2007/08/guess-what.html' title='Guess What?'/><author><name>Jen=)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05659864154933225002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/Soow1kiKohI/AAAAAAAAAX8/wYrY6J3orrk/S220/IMG_0256.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/Rs5UkIzqfoI/AAAAAAAAAAw/6XZd-AkTqZM/s72-c/IMG_0029.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35700040.post-9160498984869689064</id><published>2007-08-12T19:34:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-08-12T19:47:57.328-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Great Loss</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/Rr-2MS7pGvI/AAAAAAAAAAo/SnMpGL61hng/s1600-h/james_e_faust_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097993625563372274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/Rr-2MS7pGvI/AAAAAAAAAAo/SnMpGL61hng/s320/james_e_faust_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I am saddened by the loss of President James E. Faust.  He was a good man with an incredible spirit and I loved it. I loved hearing him speak; I always felt connected to his words and learned a great deal from him. When he would speak he would always personalize and you’d always learn something more about him.  He was a great man that I looked up to and wanted to be like him and I still will work for that because I admired who he was and he was loved a great deal for it.&lt;br /&gt;You will be missed a great deal (and already are being missed)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35700040-9160498984869689064?l=jenniedavidson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenniedavidson.blogspot.com/feeds/9160498984869689064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jenniedavidson.blogspot.com/2007/08/great-loss.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35700040/posts/default/9160498984869689064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35700040/posts/default/9160498984869689064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenniedavidson.blogspot.com/2007/08/great-loss.html' title='A Great Loss'/><author><name>Jen=)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05659864154933225002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/Soow1kiKohI/AAAAAAAAAX8/wYrY6J3orrk/S220/IMG_0256.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/Rr-2MS7pGvI/AAAAAAAAAAo/SnMpGL61hng/s72-c/james_e_faust_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35700040.post-1033178898883954955</id><published>2007-08-09T23:15:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-08-09T23:18:53.530-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Why????</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/Rrv0py7pGuI/AAAAAAAAAAc/SseJmwQMocU/s1600-h/Jennie+little+princess_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096936402183592674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/Rrv0py7pGuI/AAAAAAAAAAc/SseJmwQMocU/s320/Jennie+little+princess_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;So i've had some random thoughts that i've been pondering for a minute or two. So i was wondering why do people (including myself - i am not afraid to admit it) push things away? you know what i mean, where you want something and you go after it, but then you get it and you don't want it anymore. So what does that mean? what happened to that desire, that love and passion that you had for that person, that dream.... etc.? Did all that passion just die or go to the lost and found or what? or maybe it was never really there? So how do we keep the desire and passion to live your dreams once you've already reached them?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&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/35700040-1033178898883954955?l=jenniedavidson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenniedavidson.blogspot.com/feeds/1033178898883954955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jenniedavidson.blogspot.com/2007/08/why.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35700040/posts/default/1033178898883954955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35700040/posts/default/1033178898883954955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenniedavidson.blogspot.com/2007/08/why.html' title='Why????'/><author><name>Jen=)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05659864154933225002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/Soow1kiKohI/AAAAAAAAAX8/wYrY6J3orrk/S220/IMG_0256.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/Rrv0py7pGuI/AAAAAAAAAAc/SseJmwQMocU/s72-c/Jennie+little+princess_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35700040.post-116568894304583010</id><published>2006-12-09T11:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-12-09T11:29:03.050-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's my BIRTHDAY!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;oh ya it's my birthday whooo hoooo he he he&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35700040-116568894304583010?l=jenniedavidson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenniedavidson.blogspot.com/feeds/116568894304583010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jenniedavidson.blogspot.com/2006/12/its-my-birthday-oh-ya-its-my-birthday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35700040/posts/default/116568894304583010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35700040/posts/default/116568894304583010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenniedavidson.blogspot.com/2006/12/its-my-birthday-oh-ya-its-my-birthday.html' title=''/><author><name>Jen=)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05659864154933225002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/Soow1kiKohI/AAAAAAAAAX8/wYrY6J3orrk/S220/IMG_0256.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35700040.post-116373205869757942</id><published>2006-11-16T19:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T19:54:18.723-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What to say what to say...&lt;br /&gt;ok so... I have decided that I want to be one of those people that is always taking pictures. I remember that when I was growing up there was this guy (bro. Smith) who was always taking pictures. I mean you never saw him with out a camera hanging around his neck. Ha Ha I was just thinking he would of been a great wedding photographer because you know he would of caught every moment in a picture. =) oops sorry for the tangent.&lt;br /&gt;so yes that is my early resolution, but knowing me I will forget about it next week. I have this problem that I want to do everything! And so I never pursue anything. Did that make sense? Ok so my problem is that I am good at to many things and I am not passionate about any ONE thing, so I never concentrate on one thing. Which brings me to my real problem of... I don't know what I want to be when I grow up. (oops I am grown up and I still don't know what I want to do.) And now I am forced to find a job, career or direction in which I can support myself and I see the future and I see nothing. Wow I am pathetic, what kind of person doesn't have any aspirations in life.&lt;br /&gt;I like helping people&lt;br /&gt;I like Animals&lt;br /&gt;I like health care (not my own of course)&lt;br /&gt;but school bores me, I don't think I could do the school thing again.&lt;br /&gt;what to do what to do.&lt;br /&gt;anywho there are my thoughts as of lately. =)&lt;br /&gt;thanks for listening.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35700040-116373205869757942?l=jenniedavidson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenniedavidson.blogspot.com/feeds/116373205869757942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jenniedavidson.blogspot.com/2006/11/what-to-say-what-to-say.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35700040/posts/default/116373205869757942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35700040/posts/default/116373205869757942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenniedavidson.blogspot.com/2006/11/what-to-say-what-to-say.html' title=''/><author><name>Jen=)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05659864154933225002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/Soow1kiKohI/AAAAAAAAAX8/wYrY6J3orrk/S220/IMG_0256.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35700040.post-116070857539190240</id><published>2006-10-12T20:44:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T21:02:55.400-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;My Very First Root Canal...&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;ok so i was in a ton of tooth pain and so i had an emergency appointment with the dentist.  They took one exray and sent me straight over to the endodontics.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ok... so i had heard all these horrible things about root canals and everything, but it wasn't bad, my dr. was very nice, gentle and made sure i was completly numbed.  ok i do have to admit that's it's not all roses, because my mouth hurts, but that's because it's healing, and it's not anywhere near the pain i was in before.  I am glade that i have good insurance, because well ... i have another root canal on Tuesday. i know i know, i let it get to far, but hey we live and learn right.   Now i will try and stay more on top of the maintence of my teeth, well i guess everything.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;oh  ok  so umm... for those of you that know me, your jaw might drop when i say this, but lately i have been baby hungry.  weird i know, but it's true.  So that has in turn made me start wanting to date seriously to get married.  yup i want to get married, i've said it.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;but you know what they say... when you decide you want to get married, all of your opportunites go away, and then you turn into someone who feels asthough they are the only single people on the planet and will  never get married.  and now i have become one of these people that thinks that marriage sounds like somthing good that i would like to try.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;anywho I've decided not to even really think about it and put it in the Lord's hands.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35700040-116070857539190240?l=jenniedavidson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenniedavidson.blogspot.com/feeds/116070857539190240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jenniedavidson.blogspot.com/2006/10/my-very-first-root-canal.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35700040/posts/default/116070857539190240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35700040/posts/default/116070857539190240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenniedavidson.blogspot.com/2006/10/my-very-first-root-canal.html' title=''/><author><name>Jen=)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05659864154933225002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VcbCuO9tDhc/Soow1kiKohI/AAAAAAAAAX8/wYrY6J3orrk/S220/IMG_0256.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35700040.post-116032813600599455</id><published>2006-10-08T10:57:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-10-08T11:22:16.016-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;Ok, so I finally unpacked all of ... Well my crap (cause let's face it I don't have anything worth of real value or that I would consider to be stealable). So I moved back into my dad's home how long ago and I am just now unpacking. I guess I figured why unpack, I'd probably just move again. (I have a problem with commitment or well settling down) but I have decided to make my room, well my room and home. So I unpacked last night... And you all know me. When I say last night I mean early this morning like 2 - 4:30 AM. What can I say I love to work at night, I get more done. There's no one watching you what your doing, or asking you questions or wanting to help. I've always been like that ever since I was a little girl too. What can I say my brain becomes very active at night. That's&lt;br /&gt;when I do all my art work, projects, work out... Etc.&lt;br /&gt;any who I found my baby book and I of course looked at it again, like I have done a thousand times when I find it or notice it again. Ok so I flipped one of the pages and there at the bottom of the page I see this ink that is fresher then the rest. It reads Period 13 1/2 (and the date don't worry wont share that much detail). Ok so my mouth dropped open in awe... I never noticed that my mom had gone back into my baby book (which hasn't been written in since I was like 2) and she added that information. I had no idea that she thought that me starting my period meant so much to her, and that she thought that it was important enough to find my baby book that was buried under tons of more recent photo albums to write in 3 words. I am sorry your thinking ok no biggy. But to me a tear came to my eye and I was truly touched by the thoughtfulness, and excitement of a mother who's daughter just became a women. Well... That act (phew... 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