<?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-3803822007419403667</id><updated>2012-02-01T20:54:44.315-08:00</updated><category term='My life'/><category term='Thankfull'/><category term='People'/><category term='Memories'/><category term='Little Lessons'/><category term='Interior Desgin'/><category term='Season Happenings'/><category term='Movies'/><category term='Places'/><category term='Family'/><category term='Creativity'/><category term='Books'/><title type='text'>Dancin in the Rain</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Rissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961131374986748907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/ScwVoiGJMRI/AAAAAAAAASY/6cDAxzDGTZ8/S220/DSCF4856E.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>117</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3803822007419403667.post-3290945710224923458</id><published>2011-11-07T09:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-07T09:26:49.404-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My life'/><title type='text'>I sort of moved.</title><content type='html'>Well as you can tell I don't do a good job at keeping up this blog. :-( But so far I am doing a good job at keeping up my new blog. It is over &lt;a href="http://www.themissriss.blogspot.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. So all you family members. If you have been wondering what I have been up to just go on over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3803822007419403667-3290945710224923458?l=lululips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/feeds/3290945710224923458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3803822007419403667&amp;postID=3290945710224923458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/3290945710224923458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/3290945710224923458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-sort-of-moved.html' title='I sort of moved.'/><author><name>Rissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961131374986748907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/ScwVoiGJMRI/AAAAAAAAASY/6cDAxzDGTZ8/S220/DSCF4856E.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3803822007419403667.post-8214892828016322400</id><published>2011-08-20T10:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-20T10:38:10.031-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Zumba</title><content type='html'>Well, my Fella and I are having a good time. We just had a good little vacation and now am getting back to reality (School and Work). My life has been full of fun things recently. One of the reasons is that I get to help plan the Reliefsociety meetings. July was health night. We had a Zumba instructor come teach us for 15 minuets. Then we got healthy smoothie recipes and had samples of them all for refreshments. We also formed exercises groups so we can have workout buddies. Can I just say that zumba is awesome. I HATE to work out but zumba was actually fun. A group of us girls are going to start taking a zumba class during the week. Yea! For those of you who have a hand in planning activities for a group of adult women I highly recommend this for an activity. It was probably the highest turnout we have had.  People even brought friends (wich we were more than happy to have) and we danced and giggled as we all enjoyed trying to imitate the moves being taught to us. It was definitely a success.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3803822007419403667-8214892828016322400?l=lululips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/feeds/8214892828016322400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3803822007419403667&amp;postID=8214892828016322400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/8214892828016322400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/8214892828016322400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/2011/08/update.html' title='Zumba'/><author><name>Rissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961131374986748907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/ScwVoiGJMRI/AAAAAAAAASY/6cDAxzDGTZ8/S220/DSCF4856E.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3803822007419403667.post-4237230517068035521</id><published>2011-06-27T07:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-27T08:11:50.818-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Garden Ridge</title><content type='html'>So I found this store through a post of a blog and so on and so forth. From what I can tell it is a ginormous home decor store full of all sorts of things for your home. Like three big rows of decor pillows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately this store is only located in the south. WHAT!?! Don't they know that Utah is the crafting capital of the world!?! Well I guess it is a home decor store so technically we don't have the claim to that one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, for all of you people in the south (like some of my family members) you should check out &lt;a href="http://thriftydecorchick.blogspot.com/2011/06/love-for-ridge.html"&gt;this blog post&lt;/a&gt; about &lt;a href="http://www.gardenridge.com/default.aspx"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; store and then go to &lt;a href="http://www.gardenridge.com/locator.aspx"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; page to see where they are located.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3803822007419403667-4237230517068035521?l=lululips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/feeds/4237230517068035521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3803822007419403667&amp;postID=4237230517068035521' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/4237230517068035521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/4237230517068035521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/2011/06/garden-ridge.html' title='Garden Ridge'/><author><name>Rissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961131374986748907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/ScwVoiGJMRI/AAAAAAAAASY/6cDAxzDGTZ8/S220/DSCF4856E.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3803822007419403667.post-6373058193327270169</id><published>2011-05-26T11:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-26T11:55:18.268-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Interior Desgin'/><title type='text'>Whare to get the chair</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I think I found that chair at crate and barrel. It was about $900. EEE!!!! However, Target has this chair.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611098321706885490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AHnGU9XMTeM/Td6gMdkhIXI/AAAAAAAAAcU/G_M_rLVpQXU/s320/chocolate%2Bswoop%2Bchair%2Btarget.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now, Chocolate brown is not the color we are going for in that room, but it is only about $70. Plus their is a Target in your town so they might have it or be able to get it in for you without charging you shipping. Unfortunately you will have to upholster this beauty but I bet you could do that for less than $200 plus the price of fabric which would still leave you at less then half the cost of the chair I showed you for an example. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Good luck.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Rissa &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3803822007419403667-6373058193327270169?l=lululips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/feeds/6373058193327270169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3803822007419403667&amp;postID=6373058193327270169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/6373058193327270169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/6373058193327270169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/2011/05/whare-to-get-chair.html' title='Whare to get the chair'/><author><name>Rissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961131374986748907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/ScwVoiGJMRI/AAAAAAAAASY/6cDAxzDGTZ8/S220/DSCF4856E.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AHnGU9XMTeM/Td6gMdkhIXI/AAAAAAAAAcU/G_M_rLVpQXU/s72-c/chocolate%2Bswoop%2Bchair%2Btarget.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3803822007419403667.post-3784297530827714643</id><published>2011-05-25T11:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-25T11:43:54.766-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Amber Living room option 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="position:relative;width:400px;height:400px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/amber_l1/set?.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=31886744"&gt;&lt;img force="1" title="Amber L1" src="http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/img-set/BQcDAAAAAwoDanBnAAAABC5vdXQKFmNxTVNZUHFHNEJHY0VuWURXT1pQdVEAAAACaWQKAWUAAAAEc2l6ZQ.jpg" alt="Amber L1" border="0" height="400" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="padding-top:16px;font-size:0.75em"&gt;Hello This is for my sister Amber who asked me to come up with decor idea for her new living room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DON'T BE ALARMED!! I know I used gold picture frames but small amounts of ornate gold accents are in style. The plus side to this is that most of the world has not caught on to this so you can find them on clearance and in garage sales. Happy bargain shopping!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I know that the flowers on those pillows are rust colored, but did you know that real rust also comes in blue too? At least the picture I saw that said it was rust so we are going to roll with that. Copper could also work here so you choose. I recommend that you use this as an anchor color to bring warmth to your room and bring it down to earth through pillows and a throw to go on your couch and chair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that blue that I mentioned. I am thinking egg shell blue. The color that mom likes so much. If you can't find a slip cover in it then go ahead and accessorize your couch in with two rust pillows, but about 4 egg shell blue  pillows as well and skip the slip cover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Onto chairs. I love the design of this chair. It has simple clean lines. While you could go for something more ornate I like this one. I recommend that you use a fun fabric that is mostly a cheerful yellow. A bold floral design could make it feel more homey where the one I chose has more of an airy feel to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coffee table. I was trying to find one like mom's (which would work) but I like this one even better as the wood seems slightly rugged and therefore more earthy and inviting. When picking this one out remember that this piece should NOT be painted. You might have to stain a piece but you are going for wood here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plant. I like this plant because it reminds me of the tropics but even better than that is the fact that the leaves are different colors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least, the lamp. I say get a solid ceramic egg shell blue like the one above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is everything unless you want a rug. If you do let me know and I will tell you my thoughts. I can come up with more ideas if you would like. Let me know what you think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hugs,&lt;br /&gt;Me&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/3803822007419403667-3784297530827714643?l=lululips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/feeds/3784297530827714643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3803822007419403667&amp;postID=3784297530827714643' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/3784297530827714643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/3784297530827714643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/2011/05/amber-l1.html' title='Amber Living room option 1'/><author><name>Rissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961131374986748907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/ScwVoiGJMRI/AAAAAAAAASY/6cDAxzDGTZ8/S220/DSCF4856E.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3803822007419403667.post-8364887285679520805</id><published>2011-04-23T10:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-23T10:19:16.413-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This Week</title><content type='html'>This week I am,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeding the Sister missionarys&lt;br /&gt;Going to an Easter dinner with new found friends&lt;br /&gt;Preparing the house to receive the wonderful Vanessa in a few days&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully seeing an old Roommate&lt;br /&gt;Going to Utah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is going to a great week&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3803822007419403667-8364887285679520805?l=lululips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/feeds/8364887285679520805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3803822007419403667&amp;postID=8364887285679520805' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/8364887285679520805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/8364887285679520805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/2011/04/this-week.html' title='This Week'/><author><name>Rissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961131374986748907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/ScwVoiGJMRI/AAAAAAAAASY/6cDAxzDGTZ8/S220/DSCF4856E.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3803822007419403667.post-6299948969389980840</id><published>2011-04-20T21:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-20T21:16:16.548-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My New City</title><content type='html'>Here are 5 things I like about my new city.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.There is a market every week with lots of yummy things to try.&lt;br /&gt;2. I can see glimpses of the ocean through my windows.&lt;br /&gt;3. There are lots of fun little shops and eateries near by.&lt;br /&gt;4. I found a little grocery store that reminds me of a place my grandma use to shop at frequently while I was little.&lt;br /&gt;5. I can drive 5 minuets one way and be by sky scrapers or I can drive 5 minuets the other way and be surrounded by trees.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3803822007419403667-6299948969389980840?l=lululips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/feeds/6299948969389980840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3803822007419403667&amp;postID=6299948969389980840' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/6299948969389980840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/6299948969389980840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/2011/04/my-new-city.html' title='My New City'/><author><name>Rissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961131374986748907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/ScwVoiGJMRI/AAAAAAAAASY/6cDAxzDGTZ8/S220/DSCF4856E.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3803822007419403667.post-6680211467421389998</id><published>2011-04-15T15:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-15T15:15:18.694-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My life'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well world, the semester is almost over. Onto the loveliness (and warmth) of summer So what am I doing this summer. Well, I am going to try to decorate my lovely little apartment, take an online class, enjoy the weather and the ocean, have visitors and write a story. Now I just need to pick one to focus on. Decisions Decisions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parts of my new home remind me of Australia. Maybe its just the twisted old tree I can see outside my living room window.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3803822007419403667-6680211467421389998?l=lululips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/feeds/6680211467421389998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3803822007419403667&amp;postID=6680211467421389998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/6680211467421389998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/6680211467421389998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/2011/04/well-world-semester-is-almost-over.html' title=''/><author><name>Rissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961131374986748907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/ScwVoiGJMRI/AAAAAAAAASY/6cDAxzDGTZ8/S220/DSCF4856E.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3803822007419403667.post-4742620545107570945</id><published>2011-03-09T08:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-09T09:01:57.203-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thankfull'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My life'/><title type='text'>Exciting!</title><content type='html'>Everyone needs some excitement in their life. I think that it should be an almost daily thing. It doesn't have to be a big thing it just has to be a "OH YEA!" thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are 10 things that I get excited over. They aren't in any order and some aren't even my top 10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. A sugary treat (lemon bars, cupcakes, Daddy N's pumpkin pie, Mum's molasses cookies)&lt;br /&gt;2. A LDS based conference of sorts (General Conference, Women Conference, EFY)&lt;br /&gt;3. Anything that my sister or mom makes&lt;br /&gt;4. Trips (especially when they involve family, the ocean, a new place, a familair place I haven't been to in a while or a foreign country)&lt;br /&gt;5. Eating out&lt;br /&gt;6. Hugs from Super S&lt;br /&gt;7. Seeing little people (anyone under the age of 8, which makes shopping at a busy time great)&lt;br /&gt;8. When Brett comes home from work (I even did this when we were just friends)&lt;br /&gt;9. Christmas&lt;br /&gt;10. Changes in the weather (it changes my wardrobe options)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whats great is that today will probably include four of those things. I just have to plan it so that I visit my sister when she is cooking. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3803822007419403667-4742620545107570945?l=lululips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/feeds/4742620545107570945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3803822007419403667&amp;postID=4742620545107570945' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/4742620545107570945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/4742620545107570945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/2011/03/exciting.html' title='Exciting!'/><author><name>Rissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961131374986748907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/ScwVoiGJMRI/AAAAAAAAASY/6cDAxzDGTZ8/S220/DSCF4856E.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3803822007419403667.post-8790127539290831020</id><published>2011-03-04T09:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-04T10:35:08.336-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cardigans!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 215px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580291358763531490" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-K1qYAR3D4dc/TXEtbNZIPOI/AAAAAAAAAbs/F9LRMO75Iug/s400/cardigan%2Byellow.bmp" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I recently heard about a place that sells a plethora of cardigans. The place is &lt;a href="http://www.loveculture.com/Index.aspx"&gt;LOVEculture&lt;/a&gt;. Not only do they have a plethora of options but they are inexpensive. Since they are inexpensive AND I am moving to a new city in a new state, I decided that I could splurge and get one. Now I just have to decide which one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xL-9ct64RYY/TXErdmQNnQI/AAAAAAAAAbc/ahcfxbj4Fh8/s1600/mustard%2Bcardigan.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 215px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580289200773504258" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xL-9ct64RYY/TXErdmQNnQI/AAAAAAAAAbc/ahcfxbj4Fh8/s400/mustard%2Bcardigan.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img class="gl_spell" border="0" alt="Check Spelling" src="http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif" /&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p5jipJ3EN_Q/TXEsB8A1RxI/AAAAAAAAAbk/k6vfL3_eUYw/s1600/cardigan%2Blace.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 215px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580289825089865490" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p5jipJ3EN_Q/TXEsB8A1RxI/AAAAAAAAAbk/k6vfL3_eUYw/s400/cardigan%2Blace.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 215px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580294302273887538" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0Rtdn0LLfqQ/TXEwGi0r3TI/AAAAAAAAAb0/J9bmreiJ1F4/s400/cardgan%2Bflamingo.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3803822007419403667-8790127539290831020?l=lululips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/feeds/8790127539290831020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3803822007419403667&amp;postID=8790127539290831020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/8790127539290831020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/8790127539290831020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/2011/03/cardigans.html' title='Cardigans!'/><author><name>Rissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961131374986748907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/ScwVoiGJMRI/AAAAAAAAASY/6cDAxzDGTZ8/S220/DSCF4856E.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-K1qYAR3D4dc/TXEtbNZIPOI/AAAAAAAAAbs/F9LRMO75Iug/s72-c/cardigan%2Byellow.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3803822007419403667.post-1498308882195746945</id><published>2011-02-17T09:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-17T09:44:06.593-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Owl</title><content type='html'>I have this thing for owls. A few years ago I made owl stationary with some card stocks and my mothers stamps. Just recently I found this necklace at the Etsy shop &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/listing/38412361/sale-salesale-owl-necklace?ref=sr_gallery_6&amp;amp;ga_search_query=necklace&amp;amp;ga_search_type=handmade&amp;amp;ga_category=bags_and_purses.wallet&amp;amp;ga_facet="&gt;Melmic&lt;/a&gt;. It is on sale for $5. I like it but I am not going to buy it because I am on a budget. But I think that someone should. After all, its a wise old owl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://ny-image0.etsy.com/il_fullxfull.206412880.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 325px; height: 434px;" src="http://ny-image0.etsy.com/il_fullxfull.206412880.jpg" alt="" 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/3803822007419403667-1498308882195746945?l=lululips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/feeds/1498308882195746945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3803822007419403667&amp;postID=1498308882195746945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/1498308882195746945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/1498308882195746945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/2011/02/owl.html' title='Owl'/><author><name>Rissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961131374986748907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/ScwVoiGJMRI/AAAAAAAAASY/6cDAxzDGTZ8/S220/DSCF4856E.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3803822007419403667.post-2080417392732009743</id><published>2011-02-02T21:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-02T21:19:05.172-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Season Happenings'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>SNOW is falling all around,&lt;br /&gt;on the house tops, on the ground,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SNOW is falling every where,&lt;br /&gt;on my head and hands and hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know who wrote that song but we sang it in primary ( primary: a class where LDS children  sing songs and learn about the basic principles of the gospel of Jesus Christ)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just so you know, it also snows in you car if it is really powdery and your AC is accidentally set to bring in the air from out side. It is not much but is still a weird thing when you are driving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy February.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3803822007419403667-2080417392732009743?l=lululips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/feeds/2080417392732009743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3803822007419403667&amp;postID=2080417392732009743' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/2080417392732009743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/2080417392732009743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/2011/02/snow-is-falling-all-around-on-house.html' title=''/><author><name>Rissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961131374986748907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/ScwVoiGJMRI/AAAAAAAAASY/6cDAxzDGTZ8/S220/DSCF4856E.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3803822007419403667.post-6426756713125387317</id><published>2011-01-26T08:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-26T08:29:44.385-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MyTemple</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.quickblogcast.com/90755-79228/Mesa_Temple_Sepia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 361px; height: 289px;" src="http://images.quickblogcast.com/90755-79228/Mesa_Temple_Sepia.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Saturday Brett got time of so I could come see him. We drove up to Mesa and he took me to the temple. I love seeing the temple but I especially like to see this one because it is my childhood temple. I have visited it many times to see the Christmas lights, Easter pageants, to go inside and just as a little girls whose father took her to get ice cream and walk around the temple. I am so glad that there is peace there and that my family has taught me the importance of the temple.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3803822007419403667-6426756713125387317?l=lululips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/feeds/6426756713125387317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3803822007419403667&amp;postID=6426756713125387317' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/6426756713125387317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/6426756713125387317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/2011/01/mytemple.html' title='MyTemple'/><author><name>Rissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961131374986748907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/ScwVoiGJMRI/AAAAAAAAASY/6cDAxzDGTZ8/S220/DSCF4856E.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3803822007419403667.post-3171507286880711075</id><published>2011-01-18T12:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-18T12:35:55.111-08:00</updated><title type='text'>School!!!</title><content type='html'>School has started again and even though this means that my life will suddenly be full of deadlines it also means that I get to take my creative writing class. Yea!!!! Of course I am excited for my education class too. And since I happen to be lucky enough to live by my school for part of this semester I even get to attend my classes in person until I move away. Thank you community colleges across the United States for being flexible.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3803822007419403667-3171507286880711075?l=lululips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/feeds/3171507286880711075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3803822007419403667&amp;postID=3171507286880711075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/3171507286880711075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/3171507286880711075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/2011/01/school.html' title='School!!!'/><author><name>Rissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961131374986748907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/ScwVoiGJMRI/AAAAAAAAASY/6cDAxzDGTZ8/S220/DSCF4856E.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3803822007419403667.post-3097077711579249181</id><published>2011-01-05T16:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-05T17:58:50.477-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eccentric Lady</title><content type='html'>When I get older I want to be the eccentric lady that lives down the street.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want my house to be the the colorful one that always has kids and teenager running in and out of it. Not only my kids but my kids friends too and the neighbor kids that just like hanging there because there is something to do. I want there to be a plethora of craft supplies, games and books. Snacks and baked goods should be abounding on the kitchen counter. There will be rooms in my house that will never seem to be clean. My backyard will have various contraptions and forts that will make it necessary for people to sign a waver before they can go in my backyard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to wear colorful and some times ridiculous clothing that may not be very functional for certain mom doing responsibilities. Like fancy clothes to a soccer game just for kicks. I am going to have delivered a baked good to every sister on the ward roster if I have lived in the ward for more than a year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its going to be great.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3803822007419403667-3097077711579249181?l=lululips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/feeds/3097077711579249181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3803822007419403667&amp;postID=3097077711579249181' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/3097077711579249181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/3097077711579249181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/2011/01/eccentric-lady.html' title='Eccentric Lady'/><author><name>Rissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961131374986748907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/ScwVoiGJMRI/AAAAAAAAASY/6cDAxzDGTZ8/S220/DSCF4856E.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3803822007419403667.post-8087507810731054085</id><published>2010-12-01T06:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-01T06:09:00.582-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is going to be my Christmas tree (well something like it) until Brett gets home for the Christmas holiday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/TOSLGqphCRI/AAAAAAAAAa8/VM6sfatWlKA/s1600/Christmas%2Btree%2Bon%2Bwall.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 278px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540706388216449298" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/TOSLGqphCRI/AAAAAAAAAa8/VM6sfatWlKA/s400/Christmas%2Btree%2Bon%2Bwall.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/TOSLBTgwPxI/AAAAAAAAAa0/JfGG8QxGgrE/s1600/Christmas%2Btree%2Bon%2Bwall.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I found this tree on &lt;a href="http://blog.friis-co.dk/blog/"&gt;Friis and Company&lt;/a&gt;.  They are a bunch of girls that are "fashionistas". I found this image through google. I had never been to their sight before but the little bit I saw looked like they had fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When Brett gets home we are going on a date to get a "REAL Christmas tree". He said that growing up he loved getting to pick out a Christmas tree with his family so we are going to do it too. He just doesn't know it yet. This (and hot chocolate with LOTS of marshmallows) is his surprise date (.......I don't even know if he likes hot chocolate.......maybe he will drink eggnog instead.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3803822007419403667-8087507810731054085?l=lululips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/feeds/8087507810731054085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3803822007419403667&amp;postID=8087507810731054085' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/8087507810731054085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/8087507810731054085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/2010/12/this-is-going-to-be-my-christmas-tree.html' title=''/><author><name>Rissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961131374986748907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/ScwVoiGJMRI/AAAAAAAAASY/6cDAxzDGTZ8/S220/DSCF4856E.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/TOSLGqphCRI/AAAAAAAAAa8/VM6sfatWlKA/s72-c/Christmas%2Btree%2Bon%2Bwall.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3803822007419403667.post-920138773319316090</id><published>2010-10-27T13:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-27T13:55:34.924-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Moving Out</title><content type='html'>Part of getting married is officially moving out. True When we got married Brett had to temperaraly deposit most of his things at his parents house (we will be getting all of his stuff when we move to CA). I on the other hand have been trying to get rid of the momentums of my childhood that I have clung to. Can you beleave that when my parents moved to TX all those years ago that I never bothered to unpack. I get to now though and it is proving such a task. Lucky me &lt;a href="http://www.thenester.com/"&gt;The Nester&lt;/a&gt; is having a 31 days to a less messy nest blog run. This &lt;a href="http://www.thenester.com/2010/10/31-days-how-i-decluttered-and-got-rid-of-stuff-i-liked-but-didnt-need.html"&gt;post&lt;/a&gt; is going to be a great thing for me. And I get to put it to action as soon as I find my apartment. YEA!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3803822007419403667-920138773319316090?l=lululips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/feeds/920138773319316090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3803822007419403667&amp;postID=920138773319316090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/920138773319316090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/920138773319316090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/2010/10/moving-out.html' title='Moving Out'/><author><name>Rissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961131374986748907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/ScwVoiGJMRI/AAAAAAAAASY/6cDAxzDGTZ8/S220/DSCF4856E.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3803822007419403667.post-7663130788002016466</id><published>2010-10-07T18:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-26T13:02:33.594-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dealing With White</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love color!!! Color creates a happy, energized mood. I want it in my home. ALL OVER!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Problem. I will not be living in one place for a LONG time. This means that I am destined to live with white walls. So whats a girl to do? Well I have noticed a trend in the Australian Blogs I read. Those Aussies are Brilliant when it comes to decorating with white walls. The walls may be white but everything else is full of color. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532447043335999074" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/TMczRhSzzmI/AAAAAAAAAak/FULTGrwzn1w/s400/black%26spiro12.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is a picture (and the two bellow) I found over at &lt;a href="http://absolutelybeautifulthings.blogspot.com/"&gt;Absolutely Beautiful &lt;/a&gt;things. she has a decorating store called Black and Spiro. It is located in Brisbane. The next time I go to Australia I want to stop over and have a look. One of the things that I love about this picture is that I can paint wall art like that and I have all the things to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 309px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 448px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1zGI45V5Qm4/TBhuFcXpg8I/AAAAAAAAKic/ztJUFKPXkcc/s1600/world+of+interiors+april+%2710+(2).jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 333px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532447277155918242" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/TMczfIV0oaI/AAAAAAAAAas/aG2JPyd7FXg/s400/Blue+shudders.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The blue shutters are a little much for me. I would paint them a different color, but you get the idea. Speaking of shutters my mom, sister and I have a plan for some shudders that are going to go in out homes. I think I have picked a color for mine.....I guess I should pick a home for it to be in too. Hmmmmmm. We will see. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3803822007419403667-7663130788002016466?l=lululips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/feeds/7663130788002016466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3803822007419403667&amp;postID=7663130788002016466' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/7663130788002016466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/7663130788002016466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/2010/10/dealing-with-white.html' title='Dealing With White'/><author><name>Rissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961131374986748907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/ScwVoiGJMRI/AAAAAAAAASY/6cDAxzDGTZ8/S220/DSCF4856E.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/TMczRhSzzmI/AAAAAAAAAak/FULTGrwzn1w/s72-c/black%26spiro12.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3803822007419403667.post-8984143981097168197</id><published>2010-10-07T17:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-07T17:50:08.780-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween Card</title><content type='html'>This is the card I made for Halloween. I think that it is cute. I cut the tree out myself with Bee Scissors. They are great for tight places.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/TK5p2c-PQrI/AAAAAAAAAaU/WtrhjvZ1yts/s1600/tree.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 217px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525470177041269426" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/TK5p2c-PQrI/AAAAAAAAAaU/WtrhjvZ1yts/s320/tree.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3803822007419403667-8984143981097168197?l=lululips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/feeds/8984143981097168197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3803822007419403667&amp;postID=8984143981097168197' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/8984143981097168197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/8984143981097168197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/2010/10/halloween-card.html' title='Halloween Card'/><author><name>Rissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961131374986748907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/ScwVoiGJMRI/AAAAAAAAASY/6cDAxzDGTZ8/S220/DSCF4856E.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/TK5p2c-PQrI/AAAAAAAAAaU/WtrhjvZ1yts/s72-c/tree.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3803822007419403667.post-637716487340111551</id><published>2010-09-24T10:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-27T14:20:40.832-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>Mommy Practice.</title><content type='html'>My Mom has headed to Oregon to see family. She left me with Miss Lou (10) and S(6). This morning they got dressed with almost no &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;hassle&lt;/span&gt; except that S was saddened by the salt in his eggs. Oh well. On the way to school I asked them if they had remembered to bring this or that. Sometimes they get &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;annoyed&lt;/span&gt; with all of my questions so I decided to ask them if they had remembered to bring their brains. It worked and they joked about it the rest of the way to school. I am so glad my mom taught them to be silly.&lt;br /&gt;One other thing that was cute in the car ride to school. S and Miss Lou play this game where if you see a yellow car you say bingo and you get a point. Brett and I play this game too only we trade our points in for kisses. So today I saw a car that S normally gets parked on the side of the road and called it for bingo (how was I supposed to know he normally gets that one). He handled it great though. Instead of pouting and saying "&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; mine" he &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;asked&lt;/span&gt; "do you want to trade it in for a kiss?" Of course I said yes and he gave me a kiss on the cheek. Then he says "Bingo!! When you trade it in I can have it." Its nice of him to let me know these new rules.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3803822007419403667-637716487340111551?l=lululips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/feeds/637716487340111551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3803822007419403667&amp;postID=637716487340111551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/637716487340111551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/637716487340111551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/2010/09/moomy-practice.html' title='Mommy Practice.'/><author><name>Rissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961131374986748907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/ScwVoiGJMRI/AAAAAAAAASY/6cDAxzDGTZ8/S220/DSCF4856E.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3803822007419403667.post-8209866596652401163</id><published>2010-09-02T17:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-02T18:02:20.547-07:00</updated><title type='text'>An Unplanned Visit</title><content type='html'>On my way to AZ my tire went flat. This caused a three hour delay in my journey. As a result I was to tired to drive all the way so I stopped off at my cousin Kourtney's for the night. It was great to see her. This was great. I got there about midnight and we stayed up even latter unpacking her new apartment an talking. In the morning we did our hair and talked some more. Out of all the girl cousins that I have on my Mom's side Kourtney is closet to my age. I also got to spend allot of time with her growing up because we lived in the same city. In fact I saw her almost every day at one point. Kourtney has always been a great cousin to me. Sometimes when all of us girls were playing I would get locked out of the room. Kourtney always came and unlocked the door for me so I could play too. Now she is a great cousin to me for other reason. She has a great testimony and knows how to tackle life. She has a good attitude of just do it when it comes to the sometimes unpleasant things of life. It has always motivated me to get over my emotions and get things done. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cousins make great friends because you get to keep them forever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love you Kort.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3803822007419403667-8209866596652401163?l=lululips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/feeds/8209866596652401163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3803822007419403667&amp;postID=8209866596652401163' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/8209866596652401163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/8209866596652401163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/2010/09/unplanned-visit.html' title='An Unplanned Visit'/><author><name>Rissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961131374986748907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/ScwVoiGJMRI/AAAAAAAAASY/6cDAxzDGTZ8/S220/DSCF4856E.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3803822007419403667.post-7836234194277518891</id><published>2010-08-04T15:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-23T19:48:45.423-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thankfull'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My life'/><title type='text'>Going to the Temple and We're Going to Get Married</title><content type='html'>We did it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the 20th of July Brett and I were sealed for time and ETERNITY in the beautiful Manti temple. It was a bit of a drive but well worth it. We were also blessed that so many loved ones were able to make it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Here are some pictures celebrating the day. They were taken by the talented Mindy Kidd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/THMqugTJ9-I/AAAAAAAAAZM/OG1JIPN2q6o/s1600/Wedding-171.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/THMqugTJ9-I/AAAAAAAAAZM/OG1JIPN2q6o/s400/Wedding-171.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508793747636877282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/THMwKQevYxI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/69hYjahr_UI/s1600/Wedding-331+crop+5x7+b%26w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 286px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/THMwKQevYxI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/69hYjahr_UI/s400/Wedding-331+crop+5x7+b%26w.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508799721984975634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/THMw60PVefI/AAAAAAAAAaE/q1gczKgGT-s/s1600/Wedding-356+crop+8x10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/THMw60PVefI/AAAAAAAAAaE/q1gczKgGT-s/s400/Wedding-356+crop+8x10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508800556217760242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/THMulNeqe3I/AAAAAAAAAZs/yyL6NPIYHcc/s1600/Wedding-273+crop+8x10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/THMulNeqe3I/AAAAAAAAAZs/yyL6NPIYHcc/s400/Wedding-273+crop+8x10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508797986012560242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/THMsYaBfmHI/AAAAAAAAAZk/ynSjQdsSR9k/s1600/Wedding-193+b%26w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/THMsYaBfmHI/AAAAAAAAAZk/ynSjQdsSR9k/s400/Wedding-193+b%26w.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508795567018317938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/THMr5E8W0BI/AAAAAAAAAZc/TmGLDRVaZws/s1600/Wedding-183+vintage+b%26w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/THMr5E8W0BI/AAAAAAAAAZc/TmGLDRVaZws/s400/Wedding-183+vintage+b%26w.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508795028783681554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/THMrWXPANiI/AAAAAAAAAZU/4T92hLfE2zk/s1600/Wedding-191.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/THMrWXPANiI/AAAAAAAAAZU/4T92hLfE2zk/s400/Wedding-191.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508794432398308898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/THMqR1yOU5I/AAAAAAAAAZE/xIyArWhRP6I/s1600/Wedding-143.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/THMqR1yOU5I/AAAAAAAAAZE/xIyArWhRP6I/s400/Wedding-143.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508793255188124562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/THMpN74FS_I/AAAAAAAAAY0/0vsXch8ysOg/s1600/Wedding-121.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/THMpN74FS_I/AAAAAAAAAY0/0vsXch8ysOg/s400/Wedding-121.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508792088592206834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/THMn5owvNZI/AAAAAAAAAYk/gU1MTmfcbjc/s1600/Wedding-35+b%26w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/THMn5owvNZI/AAAAAAAAAYk/gU1MTmfcbjc/s400/Wedding-35+b%26w.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508790640352114066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/3803822007419403667-7836234194277518891?l=lululips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/feeds/7836234194277518891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3803822007419403667&amp;postID=7836234194277518891' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/7836234194277518891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/7836234194277518891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/2010/08/going-to-temple-and-were-going-to-get.html' title='Going to the Temple and We&apos;re Going to Get Married'/><author><name>Rissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961131374986748907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/ScwVoiGJMRI/AAAAAAAAASY/6cDAxzDGTZ8/S220/DSCF4856E.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/THMqugTJ9-I/AAAAAAAAAZM/OG1JIPN2q6o/s72-c/Wedding-171.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3803822007419403667.post-12665651176611960</id><published>2010-06-13T00:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-13T00:50:17.469-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy Two Weeks</title><content type='html'>In case you haven't heard I started EFY as a counselor again. This year they even decided to pay me. That is a pleasant bonus. My first week started the last Monday of May. It was held in Montpelier Idaho. It was great. The spirit was strong and I enjoyed it. During this week I also go to stay with a host family. Im this family there were five young kids aging form 12 to 3 or 4. They were so so wonderful. I think they are one of the greatest families in the world. This is greatly due to the parents. Some things that stood out about them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. They are easy going and open.&lt;br /&gt;2. They are kind and patient (this was greatly displayed when dealing with their kids at the breakfast table)&lt;br /&gt;3. They are giving and they truly care.&lt;br /&gt;They delight in the joys and successes of others and feel sorrow and concern for them as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could go on but the goal is to keep this short so I will get some sleep tonight.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I was so exhausted from EFY that I got sick and spent all Sunday morning throwing up. As a result EFY decided that it would be better to stay home this last week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucky me because I ended up getting engaged this last week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wedding is set for July 20th. We are going to be married in the temple for time and all eternity. I will try to post more soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3803822007419403667-12665651176611960?l=lululips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/feeds/12665651176611960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3803822007419403667&amp;postID=12665651176611960' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/12665651176611960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/12665651176611960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/2010/06/busy-two-weeks.html' title='Busy Two Weeks'/><author><name>Rissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961131374986748907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/ScwVoiGJMRI/AAAAAAAAASY/6cDAxzDGTZ8/S220/DSCF4856E.JPG'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3803822007419403667.post-1308866017656241996</id><published>2010-05-24T09:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T10:25:34.433-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Temple</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.bookwormsbookstore.com/images/gila_valley_lds_mormon_temple58.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 600px; height: 400px;" src="http://www.bookwormsbookstore.com/images/gila_valley_lds_mormon_temple58.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lucky me. I got to be in Arizona for this the Gila Valley Temple dedication. Since they opened the local chapels to the dedication yesterday I got to listen in. It was such a privilege. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;What really drove it home for me was that night when I was doing genealogy work. My dad pulled out some family history stories. The one I read was the story of  a lady who settled Australia. She was a true pioneer. She closes her history saying this.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"The arrival of the fortnightly mail always brought the longing for the home folks left behind....I had always looked forward to the time when we should come away from the bush, and letters to and from ones family would not be so vital, but that time has never come in my life, for though I have come down to  more civilised country (she moved to Brisbane towards the end of her life) the old folk, alas, have passed on, and the young ones have their homes as far away as I was, an so it goes on. I am still away from it all, but I am still living at the beginning of things." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Because of temples like the Gila Valley, my ancestors get to have eternal families even though that was not available to them in there life. I am glad that and thankful that this lady will get to be with her family forever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3803822007419403667-1308866017656241996?l=lululips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/feeds/1308866017656241996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3803822007419403667&amp;postID=1308866017656241996' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/1308866017656241996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/1308866017656241996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/2010/05/temple.html' title='Temple'/><author><name>Rissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961131374986748907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/ScwVoiGJMRI/AAAAAAAAASY/6cDAxzDGTZ8/S220/DSCF4856E.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3803822007419403667.post-8477325857879588469</id><published>2010-02-19T19:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T20:10:06.096-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Little Lessons'/><title type='text'>A lesson from the Olympics</title><content type='html'>I have herd many things on confidence lately. Apparently it is very important and can make all the difference in the level of success you have. However, I have never seen it in such outright performance as I did while watching a snowboarding event in the Olympics. It was the one where they go down a half pipe and do all sorts of tricks. For those of you who don't know they get two runs and then their best run is there score. This guy was the last to go. No one had beaten his score so he already knew that he had the gold. He already knew that he was good enough. However he still had one run left so off he went. He decided to do one of the most difficult tricks on this run. It is important to have good speed going into this trick so you will go up high enough and therefore have enough time to pull off the trick. He didn't have allot of speed/momentum going into it because of the previous trick he had just done (so the announcer said) however he still pulled off the trick. I'm pretty sure that the snowboarder knew that he was not going into the trick well but he decided to do it anyway. Why because he had the confidence that it would be ok. He already knew that he had won gold and that he has great capabilities. You know what happened, he pulled of the trick and improved his score by like two points. Hows that for the importance of confidence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A I wrote that I thought this. We are just like that in life. We have two runs. The first was the in the preexistence and we won gold. Now we are on our second run. Yes, there are times that it looks like the odds are against when we go into things or it may seem that we didn't quite do so well in preparation for our next attempt in life. But we already know the out come. We already know that if we do our best we will win gold again because of the atonement of Jesus Christ. Therefore we can go forward with confidence.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3803822007419403667-8477325857879588469?l=lululips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/feeds/8477325857879588469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3803822007419403667&amp;postID=8477325857879588469' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/8477325857879588469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/8477325857879588469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/2010/02/lesson-from-olympics.html' title='A lesson from the Olympics'/><author><name>Rissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961131374986748907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/ScwVoiGJMRI/AAAAAAAAASY/6cDAxzDGTZ8/S220/DSCF4856E.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3803822007419403667.post-5535155722773790224</id><published>2010-02-19T19:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T19:43:56.382-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thankfull'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My life'/><title type='text'>Loved</title><content type='html'>The last few days have been sort of crummy. Actually January was sort of a bu....um, that's a bad word to my Australian family...... Well just say it wasn't full of sunshine. Just some frustrating things. This week was much better though. It is because of the little things. For example,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister posted a funny picture of my nephew on her blog. It made me laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While cleaning I came across a list of talents I posses that I had started that my TX Dad finished. I had written it so I would work on developing those talents but because he added to it it made me feel appreciated as a person and like I have something to offer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a fun package from my Mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My AZ Dad sent me beautiful flowers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents in TX bought chickens. I know I'm not there now but knowing that they will be there when I get home makes me happy because I use to be a farm girl and in all honesty I miss it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was accepted as an EFY counselor. My cousin Kort says she is going to live vicariously through me. She is getting married so she can't be a counselor this year. I give her regular updates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I watched a ladies kids for her so she could go out. Her day had been crummy (sick kids, 5 hours at the doctors office.) but she said it was better because I was here now. She also said that I was going to be a great mom. Any compliment with the word mom in it is my favorite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to talk to my mom on the phone today. She told me a funny story about my nephew who sure loves his dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I walked home from work today it was snowing so I decided to eat the snowflakes. A guy in his fifties crossed the street to come say hi to me. He that I was the coolest person ever for eating snowflakes. We were walking the same way so he talked to me for a bit. He is from TX too. Since he is from Texas it is not abnormal to talk to a complete stranger as Texans are very friendly people. Before he left to go his way he told me that I have a special light and that Utah doesn't know it yet but they are lucky to have me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now THAT made my day. It was 't just that the guy took the time to cross the street to come say hi or that he ave me some really good complements. It is that Heavenly Father prompted him to give me those compliments. I needed them and I needed them then and that guy was in tune enough to listen. It was a tender mercy. All of those things are tender mercies that Heavenly Father set up for me. It is so nice of him and lets me know that he really does love me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3803822007419403667-5535155722773790224?l=lululips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/feeds/5535155722773790224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3803822007419403667&amp;postID=5535155722773790224' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/5535155722773790224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/5535155722773790224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/2010/02/loved.html' title='Loved'/><author><name>Rissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961131374986748907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/ScwVoiGJMRI/AAAAAAAAASY/6cDAxzDGTZ8/S220/DSCF4856E.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3803822007419403667.post-6922483794450620091</id><published>2010-01-14T10:03:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T10:17:07.077-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Time</title><content type='html'>This week I have gotten to spend lots of time with my family.&lt;br /&gt;Sunday was game day at Grandma and Grandpa's. We played the Great Dal-moody ( I don't think I spelled that right). Amber and I think that we ought to make hats for each position. Me and my cousin Katy decided to take down the boys. Actually Katy just wanted to beat her husband. I am pleased to say that the game did end with her and I on the thrones.  Then we played Bullet. It just so happened that it ended up being boys against girls. Regrettably we lost. We had fun and laughed allot though. Laughter is one of the great things about being with my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I mentioned laughter I should tell you that I got my nephew, B to laugh. He has finally put it together that if you are being tickled you are supposed to laugh. His tickle spot is on his tummy. I love that when he laughs his mouth stretches as far as it can go so that his chubby cheeks are accented. Apart from this he likes to talk to me and enjoys being an airplane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is great.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3803822007419403667-6922483794450620091?l=lululips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/feeds/6922483794450620091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3803822007419403667&amp;postID=6922483794450620091' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/6922483794450620091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/6922483794450620091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/2010/01/familyy-time.html' title='Family Time'/><author><name>Rissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961131374986748907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/ScwVoiGJMRI/AAAAAAAAASY/6cDAxzDGTZ8/S220/DSCF4856E.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3803822007419403667.post-7312093215018104180</id><published>2009-11-19T11:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T12:11:35.551-08:00</updated><title type='text'>In the Spirit of Thanksgiving</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.best-norman-rockwell-art.com/images/1917-12-01-The-Country-Gentleman-Norman-Rockwell-cover-Cousin-Reginald-Catches-the-Thanksgiving-Turkey-no-logo-400-Digimarc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 403px;" src="http://www.best-norman-rockwell-art.com/images/1917-12-01-The-Country-Gentleman-Norman-Rockwell-cover-Cousin-Reginald-Catches-the-Thanksgiving-Turkey-no-logo-400-Digimarc.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi Everyone. Isn't that picture by Norman Rockwell great.&lt;br /&gt;I hope you had a wonderful Halloween. I did. In fact I even dressed up as a flapper and thanks to Grandma and Amber I had the proper accessories. I would post pictures but That would require a camera cord so I am currently lacking. I was told I was cute and authentic though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that Halloween is over we can move onto Thanksgiving. Have you all seen the clip from church yet? If not you should click on the link.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/mormonmessages#play/all/1/Tuwid8_O8dk"&gt;In the Spirit of Thanksgiving&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wanted to let you know of a few things that I am thankful for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The privileged of having the gospel of Jesus Christ in my life.&lt;br /&gt;2. That I have a wonderful eternal family that brings joy into my&lt;br /&gt;  days.&lt;br /&gt;3. That I get to live in Utah and be by allot of those family members&lt;br /&gt;   (Thanksgiving will be so fun).&lt;br /&gt;4. That I have a job that meets my needs&lt;br /&gt;5. That I get to further my education&lt;br /&gt;6. That technology allows me to stay in touch with my family that&lt;br /&gt;    isn't close by.&lt;br /&gt;7. That I temples are close by.&lt;br /&gt;8. That I live in America.&lt;br /&gt;9. That I have roommates and friends that take care of me and make&lt;br /&gt;   me laugh.&lt;br /&gt;10. That Heavenly Father knows and has a plan for me that will give&lt;br /&gt;    me many more things to be thankful for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a happy Thanksgiving. Feel free to share what your thankful for.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3803822007419403667-7312093215018104180?l=lululips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/feeds/7312093215018104180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3803822007419403667&amp;postID=7312093215018104180' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/7312093215018104180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/7312093215018104180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/2009/11/in-spirit-of-thanksgiving.html' title='In the Spirit of Thanksgiving'/><author><name>Rissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961131374986748907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/ScwVoiGJMRI/AAAAAAAAASY/6cDAxzDGTZ8/S220/DSCF4856E.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3803822007419403667.post-2826436646533882566</id><published>2009-11-04T09:51:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T10:11:56.754-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Amber wants updates so here you go.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am loving my life. My roommate Eden is wonderful. She feeds me all the time. The only problem with that is that she doesn't eat when I cook even though I want her to.... Maybe what I'm making doesn't look good to her. I shall have to make things that are yummier more often and see how that goes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am truly a "starving student" in thought. If it wasn't for Grandma, Amber, Church Activities and Dates I would probably not eat at all. It just disgusts me when it come to food prices. However I have learned to eat whenever food is offered. I have also learned to be considerately less picky about what I eat.  For example...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My apartment complex has many ants living in it. For the most part they are not as bad as when I first got there. However we do find them in our food from time to time. This morning I was eating cherios and sure enough there was a dead ant floating in them. I was half way through the bowl at this time so I almost ate them anyway. Then I thought to myself.  "No, my dear, you are not desperate enough to eat bugs for protein." I then dumped the cherios down the sink. It hurt because it felt like I was dumping money down the sink.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alas such is the life of a college student. At least if you're me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p.s. This is not a cry for food. I intend to make it on my own as much as possible. If I get desperate enough I will go on more dates in an attempt to get more food. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3803822007419403667-2826436646533882566?l=lululips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/feeds/2826436646533882566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3803822007419403667&amp;postID=2826436646533882566' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/2826436646533882566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/2826436646533882566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/2009/11/amber-wants-updates-so-here-you-go.html' title=''/><author><name>Rissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961131374986748907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/ScwVoiGJMRI/AAAAAAAAASY/6cDAxzDGTZ8/S220/DSCF4856E.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3803822007419403667.post-1661188147865644412</id><published>2009-09-17T09:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T09:51:58.814-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My life'/><title type='text'>Provo</title><content type='html'>Hello!&lt;br /&gt;     In case your wondering what I have been up to here you go.&lt;br /&gt;I have been loving Provo. My apartment is full of cool girls. They are Eden, Andrea, Rozanne, Ashlee, and Julia. In true Y form Rosanne is engaged as of Monday. My apartment complex is full of fun people which means my ward is full of fun people. If you ever need anything around here you will find people that are willing to help. That goes to almost every hour of the day to because very few people seem to sleep around here.&lt;br /&gt;     Apart from the great new people I hang out with I have gotten to spend time with my family. I see Grandma and Grandpa at least once a week. They even let me do laundry at there house. This is great because I would much rather visit with them then a stranger in laundry mat. I also see Amber, David and Brody at least once a week. Brody is almost twice the size he was at birth. Provo is the place for visitors. My TX parents have both been up along with lots of other family members.&lt;br /&gt;     At the moment I am working for a preschool/ day care center. It is a good job and normally a fun one. We play games color and snack. Of course my kids have days when I am very glad I don't have to take them home with me. They give me hugs though so it makes up for there bad moments. All in all it's a good job and I am getting lots of practice.&lt;br /&gt;      Sorry that there are no pictures I will take some after cleaning checks this weekend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3803822007419403667-1661188147865644412?l=lululips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/feeds/1661188147865644412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3803822007419403667&amp;postID=1661188147865644412' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/1661188147865644412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/1661188147865644412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/2009/09/provo.html' title='Provo'/><author><name>Rissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961131374986748907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/ScwVoiGJMRI/AAAAAAAAASY/6cDAxzDGTZ8/S220/DSCF4856E.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3803822007419403667.post-3445641708781624040</id><published>2009-09-14T10:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-27T14:31:13.711-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='People'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thankfull'/><title type='text'>Kids</title><content type='html'>Why do we go to college?&lt;br /&gt;S-"So we can learn to get married"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When picking up Miss Lou's rental violin S spotted a little one that was HIS size. He was very excited and thought he should have it. When telling him that it was to expensive didn't work Miss Lou took over. It went something like this&lt;br /&gt;Miss Lou-"If you get a violin you have to take lessons so you will know how to play"&lt;br /&gt;S-"No we can get it and I will play MY way"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After my mom wrote out the check for the violin Miss Lou said "Thank you so much mom." Impressed the cashier said he had never heard a child thank his parents before. My mom told him that it is very important to Miss Lou to be nice. Miss Lou told the cashier "I AM a nice girl" When my mom tells the story she adds "and so humble too."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Aussie Dad was recently watching a BYU football game (see, football is so cool even Australians like it). He gets into watching games so he was yelling at the TV. Most likely somewhat surprised that his dad was yelling A says, "Dad, I'm right here. You don't need to yell"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kids are the best. I am very thankful that my parents have blessed me with three cute kids that I have gotten to see grow from babies to their personality-filled selves.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3803822007419403667-3445641708781624040?l=lululips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/feeds/3445641708781624040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3803822007419403667&amp;postID=3445641708781624040' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/3445641708781624040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/3445641708781624040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/2009/07/kids.html' title='Kids'/><author><name>Rissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961131374986748907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/ScwVoiGJMRI/AAAAAAAAASY/6cDAxzDGTZ8/S220/DSCF4856E.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3803822007419403667.post-6309989317705901293</id><published>2009-08-12T18:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T19:24:15.402-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet Pea</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;According to my Mum it is my duty as an aunt to keep the photos of my nieces or nephews coming. Since Sweet Pea decided to come early that duty starts now. I won't give you to many details as the mother to be will probably want to do so herself. But here is what I will tell you. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At 11:00 am on the dot a beautiful baby boy came into the world. He was a little early (two months), but he is healthy at 4lbs. 11 ounces. He only needs a little help breathing so that is good. I can also say that the mother, my wonderful sister, is also doing fine and is on her way to a quick recovery.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/SoNyH_gJNtI/AAAAAAAAAWw/hkMQPyxixrs/s1600-h/100_0642.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369260662386669266" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/SoNyH_gJNtI/AAAAAAAAAWw/hkMQPyxixrs/s400/100_0642.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/SoNygluegwI/AAAAAAAAAW4/ct8Y91oAtzM/s1600-h/100_0649.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/SoNxhX-jJ_I/AAAAAAAAAWo/Qy6igvfoSLc/s1600-h/100_0648.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369259998941751282" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/SoNxhX-jJ_I/AAAAAAAAAWo/Qy6igvfoSLc/s400/100_0648.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/SoNygluegwI/AAAAAAAAAW4/ct8Y91oAtzM/s1600-h/100_0649.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369261084964193026" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/SoNygluegwI/AAAAAAAAAW4/ct8Y91oAtzM/s400/100_0649.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/SoN0YYt17qI/AAAAAAAAAXo/EGAwcuRXJYc/s1600-h/100_0662.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369263143056174754" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/SoN0YYt17qI/AAAAAAAAAXo/EGAwcuRXJYc/s400/100_0662.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/SoN0GQYz1oI/AAAAAAAAAXg/t2Lsvy0yDrQ/s1600-h/100_0661.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369262831582828162" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/SoN0GQYz1oI/AAAAAAAAAXg/t2Lsvy0yDrQ/s400/100_0661.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/SoN0m1BnMgI/AAAAAAAAAXw/j1eWJ9dqtEg/s1600-h/100_0663.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369263391173456386" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/SoN0m1BnMgI/AAAAAAAAAXw/j1eWJ9dqtEg/s400/100_0663.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/SoNza2LRRkI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/54nq_V-uPl0/s1600-h/100_0655.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369262085812340290" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/SoNza2LRRkI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/54nq_V-uPl0/s400/100_0655.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/SoNzHRW1lpI/AAAAAAAAAXI/AJxpZxMX1rU/s1600-h/100_0652.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369261749511231122" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/SoNzHRW1lpI/AAAAAAAAAXI/AJxpZxMX1rU/s400/100_0652.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/SoNzsal50TI/AAAAAAAAAXY/C4gwcr7CER0/s1600-h/100_0656.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369262387645501746" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/SoNzsal50TI/AAAAAAAAAXY/C4gwcr7CER0/s400/100_0656.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/SoNy2lmheqI/AAAAAAAAAXA/Gds50h6eRng/s1600-h/100_0651.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369261462887955106" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/SoNy2lmheqI/AAAAAAAAAXA/Gds50h6eRng/s400/100_0651.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/SoN02FHAlwI/AAAAAAAAAX4/pJufCJTRGeQ/s1600-h/100_0664.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369263653189097218" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/SoN02FHAlwI/AAAAAAAAAX4/pJufCJTRGeQ/s400/100_0664.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He is &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;endlessly&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;precious&lt;/span&gt;, cute and dear to our hearts. I got to sing &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;him&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;lullabies&lt;/span&gt; while David filed out paper work. Amber is still at the other hospital recovering but she should get a pass to visit him &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;. I'm glad that he is here and safe. Now he just needs a name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3803822007419403667-6309989317705901293?l=lululips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/feeds/6309989317705901293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3803822007419403667&amp;postID=6309989317705901293' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/6309989317705901293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/6309989317705901293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/2009/08/sweet-pea.html' title='Sweet Pea'/><author><name>Rissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961131374986748907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/ScwVoiGJMRI/AAAAAAAAASY/6cDAxzDGTZ8/S220/DSCF4856E.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/SoNyH_gJNtI/AAAAAAAAAWw/hkMQPyxixrs/s72-c/100_0642.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3803822007419403667.post-8628769862745246022</id><published>2009-07-28T12:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T13:32:47.369-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Season Happenings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My life'/><title type='text'>Monday at EFY</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;All this summer I have been being an EFY counselor. It has been a fantastic experience. I have learned so much. I loved going to EFY as a participant. I started looking forward to next year the day that is ended. Being an EFY counselor has been 1000 times better. I grew spiritual and learned valuable lesson. Those lessons came not only from my fellow counselors, BCs, coordinators, teacher, directors and their spouses but also from the youth themselves. I was also better able to learn from the spirit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;So what do we do at EFY an why do we do it? Here are some photos, thoughts and explanations. Some of my explanations are the reasons that made sense to me others are what they told us. There are also random thoughts I thought I would throw in. Lets start with Monday&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363604548870195138" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/Sm9Z62sTx8I/AAAAAAAAAUo/o8wFaBZMo9s/s320/116.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,204,0)"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;MONDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Check-In&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;This is when the youth say "I'm here. Um, now what do I do" It is intersting to see how nervous some are. Thats ok though becasue we give them things for braving it. The things are a handbook (this thing is actually cool. It doubles as a journal, hymn book, agenda and study guide), a lanyard, nametag, cd, dvd and shirt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367688015229176322" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/Sn3bz4TbSgI/AAAAAAAAAU4/VR2Jl8Xd4q4/s320/100_0530.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367688365701020130" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/Sn3cIR6bOeI/AAAAAAAAAVA/RLieSu8vIlE/s320/100_0533.JPG" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Meet Your Counselor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;After they spend sometime practicing patients we divide them into groups. Normally each councelor has about 10 youth. Here we do a get to know you game (Mine involved starbursts), out line the rules, set personal goals and I gather up the information I need. In my case this came to involve taking pictures so I could write down there names and study who they are. These are some of the pictures I took for that reason. Aren't my girls lovely&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/Sn3eB_HC6AI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/FmuMTkF7djw/s1600-h/100_0537.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367690456597719042" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/Sn3eB_HC6AI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/FmuMTkF7djw/s200/100_0537.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/Sn3fFaTCd2I/AAAAAAAAAVo/si-F7c1ZQRo/s1600-h/100_0541.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367691614947014498" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/Sn3fFaTCd2I/AAAAAAAAAVo/si-F7c1ZQRo/s200/100_0541.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367691814861882114" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/Sn3fRDCdQwI/AAAAAAAAAVw/ionm3pCTHC4/s200/100_0542.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367690817483969570" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/Sn3eW_hCFCI/AAAAAAAAAVY/HJwAH1O74y4/s200/100_0538.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Meet Your Company&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;This is when my girls meet the other counselor groups in our company. There is always at least one boy counselor and one girl counselor. Here we do more get to know you games, make a short cheer, tell the kids what our company name is and from what scripture it was taken&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Orientation&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Here we gather as an entire EFY session. It is when the youth first meet the session director and are told about things like the BIG FIVE. The BIG FIVE are the rules that when broken the youth will be sent home with out question. This is also when the counselors perform the legendary EFY dances&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dinner&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;If you want to eat first on Monday you had better hope your counselor can dance because that is how they decided who gets to go next. This dance competition is held in front of the entire youth so hopefully your not to self conscience. If you're a counselor you probably aren't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Session Director Lesson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;This is basically the spiritual part of family night. The lesson is taught by the session director to the entire session&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FHE Games&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I like these games allot. These are played in a company. One of my favorite games was Anteater. In this game 3 or 4 youth are pulled from the company. They are the "Anteaters". Their job it to tag the other youth or the "ants". The other youth start at one end of the field and try to get to their "ant hill" at the other end of the field. Once the game starts the only safe side of the field is the ant hill. If the ants are tagged as they try to get to the ant hill they must lay on their backs with their feet in the air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/Sn3jWqzO3TI/AAAAAAAAAWI/ENVhczM1jX8/s1600-h/100_0545.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367696309481299250" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/Sn3jWqzO3TI/AAAAAAAAAWI/ENVhczM1jX8/s200/100_0545.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the other ants try to rescue them. It take 4 ants to rescue a fallen ant. The 4 rescue ants must carry them back. While an ant is attached to a fallen ant they are safe unless their are more then 4 ants attached. In order to win all the ants must make it back to the hill. It is a fun game.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/Sn3l0omxkpI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/Vb32r-8ZjMY/s1600-h/100_0547.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367699023311508114" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/Sn3l0omxkpI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/Vb32r-8ZjMY/s200/100_0547.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/Sn3mZpigh6I/AAAAAAAAAWY/7KyEY7C-YpE/s1600-h/100_0548.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367699659217209250" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/Sn3mZpigh6I/AAAAAAAAAWY/7KyEY7C-YpE/s200/100_0548.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;After they play the game for awhile we sit down and ask them what they have learned. They come out with all sorts of things. Then we have them find examples of what they learned in the scriptures. As counselors it is our job to direct them. One question I would ask is it was more fun to sit in the ant hill and watch or was it more fun to go save the ant. They always say it is more fun to save the ants. When they do I turn them to D&amp;amp;C 18:15-16&lt;br /&gt;"15. And if it so be that you should labor all your days in&lt;br /&gt;crying repentance unto this people and bring save it be&lt;br /&gt;one soul unto me how great shall be your joy with him&lt;br /&gt;in the kingdom of my Father!&lt;br /&gt;16. And now, if your joy will be great with one soul that&lt;br /&gt;you have brought unto me into the kingdom of Father,&lt;br /&gt;how great will be your joy if you should bring many&lt;br /&gt;souls unto me!"&lt;br /&gt;After that I asked them how they could apply it in their lives. So I will ask you too.&lt;br /&gt;How can you apply that lesson in your life?&lt;br /&gt;After they think about we move onto the next game and do the same for it&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Goal Setting&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Goals are important things to have. They help you get the most out of life. Because we want our youth to get the most out of EFY we have them set personal goals. We also set company goals. That we do during this time. There are four areas the the youth set goals in. They are physical, mental, social and spiritual. We as counselors are not to set the goals. We collect there thoughts and compile them into to one goal that seems to cover what they hope to achieve. Then the youth agree with it or not. Through out the week we review these goals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Counselor Devotional&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;After we do goal setting we break off into counselor groups. Mondays devotional is on recognizing the promptings of the spirit. I think this one is important to have on Monday because the youth will have many opportunities to feel the spirt and be prompted by it. We want them to realize where those feeling and promptings come from so we teach them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Personal Scripture Study/Journal Time&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is rather selfexplainitory. We have it though so the youth can learn the good habbit. Why is writting in your journal important. It helps you remember the feelings you have and put them into words. Then later when you read them again you can feel the same feelings you had. This is important becasue we want the youth to take home what they have learned and felt at EFY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/SoB-o-U7mkI/AAAAAAAAAWg/kJ1aywxwJl8/s1600-h/100_0551.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368429998216288834" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/SoB-o-U7mkI/AAAAAAAAAWg/kJ1aywxwJl8/s320/100_0551.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Prayer Meeting&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;This is with the session. It is when a few of the youth share something they liked about the day and then we have our clossing prayer. Then the youth go home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;So...What do we do when the children go home?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,255,51);font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;EFC!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;This is when we share some of the things we liked about our day, ask questions and get insturciton. It is also where we are aloud to give hugs&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3803822007419403667-8628769862745246022?l=lululips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/feeds/8628769862745246022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3803822007419403667&amp;postID=8628769862745246022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/8628769862745246022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/8628769862745246022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/2009/07/all-this-summer-i-have-been-being-efy.html' title='Monday at EFY'/><author><name>Rissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961131374986748907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/ScwVoiGJMRI/AAAAAAAAASY/6cDAxzDGTZ8/S220/DSCF4856E.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/Sm9Z62sTx8I/AAAAAAAAAUo/o8wFaBZMo9s/s72-c/116.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3803822007419403667.post-1106627980999782366</id><published>2009-07-28T12:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T12:52:06.603-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Places'/><title type='text'>Carlucci's</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/Sm9WhkXZ9GI/AAAAAAAAAUg/JWWD3QXoAxs/s1600-h/022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/Sm9WhkXZ9GI/AAAAAAAAAUg/JWWD3QXoAxs/s320/022.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363600815919068258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I first got to Utah in May, Ceptember and I went to grab a treat at Carlucci's in Salt Lake. It is a little cafe. Admittedly the prices were a bit up there but the food was good and it was a one time only treat. I had been craving cheesecake so that is what I got.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/Sm9Vrj4W0_I/AAAAAAAAAUY/DLYj5TFXc28/s1600-h/172.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/Sm9Vrj4W0_I/AAAAAAAAAUY/DLYj5TFXc28/s320/172.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363599888075903986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ceptember came for her favorite. The fruit tart. Doesn't it look yummy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/Sm9VR_btKmI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/3SJkuytyhoc/s1600-h/173.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/Sm9VR_btKmI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/3SJkuytyhoc/s320/173.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363599448795327074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Anyone know of a hidden treasure place(s) to eat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3803822007419403667-1106627980999782366?l=lululips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/feeds/1106627980999782366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3803822007419403667&amp;postID=1106627980999782366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/1106627980999782366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/1106627980999782366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/2009/07/carluccis.html' title='Carlucci&apos;s'/><author><name>Rissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961131374986748907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/ScwVoiGJMRI/AAAAAAAAASY/6cDAxzDGTZ8/S220/DSCF4856E.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/Sm9WhkXZ9GI/AAAAAAAAAUg/JWWD3QXoAxs/s72-c/022.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3803822007419403667.post-7606234685941295508</id><published>2009-07-24T22:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T21:00:49.369-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Creativity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Places'/><title type='text'>Pebbles In My Pocket</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://scrapbooking.com/images/SHAP/logo-PIMP.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://scrapbooking.com/images/SHAP/logo-PIMP.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the scrapbook store of scrapbook stores to me. I can remember going here before I reached my first set of double digits. They have all sorts of fun things. They also have stuff designed specifically for LDS people. I could spend hours in there store looking at all there cool ideas and merchandise. It will be hard to stay away while I live in Provo. For those of you who didn't know They have a &lt;a href="http://pebblesinmypocket.blogspot.com/"&gt;blog.&lt;/a&gt; The blog tells about them but it also has some cute ideas.&lt;br /&gt;Anyone know of other fun scrapbook stores in the Provo area?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3803822007419403667-7606234685941295508?l=lululips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/feeds/7606234685941295508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3803822007419403667&amp;postID=7606234685941295508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/7606234685941295508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/7606234685941295508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/2009/07/pebbles-in-my-pocket.html' title='Pebbles In My Pocket'/><author><name>Rissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961131374986748907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/ScwVoiGJMRI/AAAAAAAAASY/6cDAxzDGTZ8/S220/DSCF4856E.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3803822007419403667.post-2175078556194575173</id><published>2009-07-11T09:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T08:33:02.883-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='People'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Little Lessons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My life'/><title type='text'>A Roof Over My Head</title><content type='html'>For the last four weeks I have been volunteering as an EFY counselor throughout Utah. I have loved it. But that's not what this post is about.&lt;br /&gt;Being me, I didn't realize until the day before I left for Utah that EFY does not give volunteer counselors a place to stay. GULP. I was stressed but a little voice inside my head said  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Go ahead and get on the plane. It will be taken care of. &lt;/span&gt;So off I went. I had no clue where I was going to stay and the people I had called to see if they knew someone who would let me stay with them had no idea either. Finally I got a call form my wonderful Dad N.. My cousin Bre had been going to School in Logan and I could stay with her. That was a major blessing. Three weeks down two more to go. Of course, after Logan is all taken care of I get an e-mail asking if anyone needs a place to stay while in Logan for EFY. Nope but what about Sandy. So I called the session coordinator and she said they would find me a place to stay Sunday night. Sunday night comes around and I still don't know where I'm sleeping that night. What if no one takes me? I can't afford a hotel for two weeks. Ahh. Not until the very end did someone say they cold take me. That week I also found a girl who would take me for the week after.&lt;br /&gt;Why am I telling you this? Because there is a principle. I did not know how things would work out. I only knew that ths was what I should be doing. I also had to put forth the faith that Heavenly Father would take care of me before it was evident how he had planned for that to be accomplished. My help also came from others.&lt;br /&gt;Just like in life we have to put forth faith before we can understand. Sometimes when we are told to do something it seems like help is not going to come but it does and most often trough other people.&lt;br /&gt;I am thankful for being taught this principle.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3803822007419403667-2175078556194575173?l=lululips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/feeds/2175078556194575173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3803822007419403667&amp;postID=2175078556194575173' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/2175078556194575173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/2175078556194575173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/2009/07/roof-over-my-head.html' title='A Roof Over My Head'/><author><name>Rissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961131374986748907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/ScwVoiGJMRI/AAAAAAAAASY/6cDAxzDGTZ8/S220/DSCF4856E.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3803822007419403667.post-156337634754814840</id><published>2009-07-07T13:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T13:29:30.130-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thankfull'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Places'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My life'/><title type='text'>Utah</title><content type='html'>I have always wanted to live in Utah. Now I get to. But lately Utah seems even better then it I thought it would be. Want to know why? Hope so because I want to tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www1.sulekha.com/mstore/bindiageorge/albums/default/Smiley-face.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 162px; height: 163px;" src="http://www1.sulekha.com/mstore/bindiageorge/albums/default/Smiley-face.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Craft stores&lt;br /&gt;Yummy places to eat&lt;br /&gt;BYU sports (FOOTBALL!!!)&lt;br /&gt;My grandparents are here.&lt;br /&gt;My cousin Emily from Australia is going to school in Utah&lt;br /&gt;Church related things are EVERYWHERE&lt;br /&gt;My sister, her husband and their soon to be here baby boy are moving here in a week.&lt;br /&gt;My Cousins Tressa and Mindy are here (maybe they will let me babysit some time).&lt;br /&gt;I have lots of aunts, uncles and cousins here. Some very close by and others just a few hours away. (I haven't lived so close to family since I was in kindergarten)&lt;br /&gt;My Aunt Kim and Uncle Roger from Australia are coming in October and I will be here for it. (I think we ought to go to General conference together since they will be here for it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could go on but I will leave it at that. I am so happy and excited and being all of those things makes me thankful too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3803822007419403667-156337634754814840?l=lululips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/feeds/156337634754814840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3803822007419403667&amp;postID=156337634754814840' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/156337634754814840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/156337634754814840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/2009/07/utah.html' title='Utah'/><author><name>Rissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961131374986748907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/ScwVoiGJMRI/AAAAAAAAASY/6cDAxzDGTZ8/S220/DSCF4856E.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3803822007419403667.post-464987583447139289</id><published>2009-07-04T14:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T14:28:31.502-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Little Lessons'/><title type='text'>A lesson form a sport</title><content type='html'>For any of you who have seen me at a sporting event you would know that I like them.....allot. Why do I like sports? Apart from the fact that it is fun to see a good, out of no where tackle, people celebrating, the feel the energy, and the great shots made by unexpected players, I like sports because their are lessons to be learned for both the athlete and the spectator.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently John Bytheway published a book called Sports. Life lessons form court, field and gridiron. My grandparents just happen to have it and I have been reading it. I'm not done. I haven't even made it to the football section, but here is one of the quotes. Its found on page 38 and Spencer W Kimball said it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I have special luck with my shots tonight, the ball goes through the hoop again and again, and the game ends with our high school team victors against the college team. I am the smallest player and the youngest one on the team. I have piled up the most points through the efforts of the whole team in protecting me and feeding the ball to me. I am on the shoulders of the big players of the Academy. They are parading me around the hall to my consternation and embarrassment. I like basketball. I would rather play this game than eat"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously he must have been a good player. I think that in life if we want to be truly good at something we have to want it more than anything. Like food. This made me think of fast Sunday because fasting is not one of my favorite things. But I should want to obey the law of the fast more than eat food so I will have to be better at it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3803822007419403667-464987583447139289?l=lululips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/feeds/464987583447139289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3803822007419403667&amp;postID=464987583447139289' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/464987583447139289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/464987583447139289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/2009/07/lesson-form-sport.html' title='A lesson form a sport'/><author><name>Rissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961131374986748907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/ScwVoiGJMRI/AAAAAAAAASY/6cDAxzDGTZ8/S220/DSCF4856E.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3803822007419403667.post-1519268220899152176</id><published>2009-07-02T15:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T15:46:55.035-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My life'/><title type='text'>Make Up Your Mind</title><content type='html'>At the moment I am in Provo. I have also decided that that is where I am going to stay for a bit. At least the fall semester. Yes, I was planning to go to Tucson for the fall but that changed so now I am going to stay here. I think I found an apartment that I like. I went to visit it today and it seemed nice. It also has a pool and a game room. I don't know who any of my roommates will be but in the same apartments I have a friend from Tucson so if my roommates are horrible then I will hide there. Or I could hide at my Grandma and Grandpa L's place because it is only a block or so away. The ward is rumored to be great but I think most people would say that about there ward. My hopeful apartment is also right by campus so while I am not a student there I will still be able to enjoy most of the fun things that BYU has to offer. Now all I need is a job and a way to get my stuff in TX here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3803822007419403667-1519268220899152176?l=lululips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/feeds/1519268220899152176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3803822007419403667&amp;postID=1519268220899152176' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/1519268220899152176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/1519268220899152176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/2009/07/make-up-your-mind.html' title='Make Up Your Mind'/><author><name>Rissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961131374986748907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/ScwVoiGJMRI/AAAAAAAAASY/6cDAxzDGTZ8/S220/DSCF4856E.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3803822007419403667.post-2282534741399193905</id><published>2009-06-06T18:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T09:28:40.453-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Little Lessons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thankfull'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My life'/><title type='text'>EFC</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;My first session as a volunteer EFY counselor was amazing beyond description. I am so thankful that I get to do this. Every thing was awesome. And I got what I prayed for, patience. I didn't mean to pray for opportunities for it I just prayed that I would have it. I guess some of my kids were sent there so I would know I was being helped with it. Despite that I still love those kids. They have bright testimonies and great potentials. The reason I can see that and love them is because I wasn't just loving them for me. I was loving them for Heavenly Father. I love them because he loves them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, what is EFC? It's what happens after an area session of EFY when the kids go home. Especially for counselors was very fun. We got to say the things we enjoyed that day, eat, cram to many people in a car, and flirt because the kids aren't there to see. There are rewards to being a volunteer. Regretably I forgot to bring my camera cord so I cant add my pictures just yet. I'll tell you when I do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3803822007419403667-2282534741399193905?l=lululips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/feeds/2282534741399193905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3803822007419403667&amp;postID=2282534741399193905' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/2282534741399193905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/2282534741399193905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/2009/06/efc.html' title='EFC'/><author><name>Rissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961131374986748907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/ScwVoiGJMRI/AAAAAAAAASY/6cDAxzDGTZ8/S220/DSCF4856E.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3803822007419403667.post-2846275967944959302</id><published>2009-05-27T22:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T23:17:19.235-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My life'/><title type='text'>EFY</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/Sh4cDam1TqI/AAAAAAAAAUA/O5dQjI0t7Zg/s1600-h/Project1.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340737053115371170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/Sh4cDam1TqI/AAAAAAAAAUA/O5dQjI0t7Zg/s400/Project1.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tommorrow I leave for Utah and on Monday I have my first EFY session. Provided I actually find a place to sleep durring the week. We shall see. Wish me luck.&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/3803822007419403667-2846275967944959302?l=lululips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/feeds/2846275967944959302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3803822007419403667&amp;postID=2846275967944959302' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/2846275967944959302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/2846275967944959302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/2009/05/efy.html' title='EFY'/><author><name>Rissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961131374986748907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/ScwVoiGJMRI/AAAAAAAAASY/6cDAxzDGTZ8/S220/DSCF4856E.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/Sh4cDam1TqI/AAAAAAAAAUA/O5dQjI0t7Zg/s72-c/Project1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3803822007419403667.post-280254386860669683</id><published>2009-05-27T21:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T09:38:55.288-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Madsen Cycles</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.instablogsimages.com/images/2009/03/02/madsen-cycles1_9tG2e_69.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 390px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 204px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.instablogsimages.com/images/2009/03/02/madsen-cycles1_9tG2e_69.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.instablogsimages.com/images/2009/03/02/madsen-cycles1_9tG2e_69.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I like these bikes. They cost an arm and a leg but I like them. They are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;currently&lt;/span&gt; having a giveaway. All you have to do is add a link to there site. If you win you get two. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3803822007419403667-280254386860669683?l=lululips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/feeds/280254386860669683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3803822007419403667&amp;postID=280254386860669683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/280254386860669683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/280254386860669683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/2009/05/madsen-cycles.html' title='Madsen Cycles'/><author><name>Rissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961131374986748907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/ScwVoiGJMRI/AAAAAAAAASY/6cDAxzDGTZ8/S220/DSCF4856E.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3803822007419403667.post-6936903151028828295</id><published>2009-05-25T16:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T17:41:06.869-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='People'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My life'/><title type='text'>There is no Arizona</title><content type='html'>Well that would be sad because their are allot of people I like in that state. Like my soon to be roommate Stacie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/Shsuk5hTsaI/AAAAAAAAAT4/UezaLib3GTk/s1600-h/stacie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339912994628546978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 360px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/Shsuk5hTsaI/AAAAAAAAAT4/UezaLib3GTk/s400/stacie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep, I am moving back to Az at the end of July. I am so excited. I have never lived without family before so it will be a different sort of adventure. A more grown up and responsible adventure. I have been pinching pennies in preparation for this. I haven't pinched them this much in years. I am so happy. I have been dreaming of roommates since I was a kid. Of course I am a little nervous. I have never had roommates before. Stacie is wonderful so I know it will work out. She went to the trouble of finding us an apartment and roommates. She even made sure the apartment met my only requirement. That it be in a particular ward. In true fashion to the way my life works out that requirement won't matter by the time I get there because they are probably changing the ward boundaries. Oh well, even more new people can't be to bad.&lt;br /&gt;We have two other roommates, Kristi and Mia. They are sisters. I don't know htem very well but I got to know their older sister when I was there and she is awesome. Kristi is the oldest of us all. I met her once and she seemed nice. I have it on good authority that she is. Mia is the youngest of us all. I haven't meet her but Stacie says she is nice too. Supposedly she doesn't have a bubble which is good because me and Stacie don't either. I am also told that she has lots of energy all the time. This will probably lead to lots of crazy roommate nights but hopefully Kristi will remind us of our neighbors before they remind our landlord of the noise policy. Actually I don't even know if there is one. I guess I'll find out.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3803822007419403667-6936903151028828295?l=lululips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/feeds/6936903151028828295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3803822007419403667&amp;postID=6936903151028828295' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/6936903151028828295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/6936903151028828295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/2009/05/there-is-no-arizona.html' title='There is no Arizona'/><author><name>Rissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961131374986748907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/ScwVoiGJMRI/AAAAAAAAASY/6cDAxzDGTZ8/S220/DSCF4856E.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/Shsuk5hTsaI/AAAAAAAAAT4/UezaLib3GTk/s72-c/stacie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3803822007419403667.post-1315140678202166440</id><published>2009-05-25T16:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T16:10:53.634-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><title type='text'>A Favorite</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Meet your Match is one of my favorite books. It has no real message but it is full of silly things that make me laugh. For some reason I also get really into the book too. The first time I read it I was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;cranky&lt;/span&gt; when the main character had a hard time. Talk about living vicariously. The author is Stephanie &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Fowers&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C3rviwv2sw4/Rxe_dtNstHI/AAAAAAAAAHs/XS4CG0mSc_w/s400/MeetYourMatch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 231px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 350px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C3rviwv2sw4/Rxe_dtNstHI/AAAAAAAAAHs/XS4CG0mSc_w/s400/MeetYourMatch.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another book she wrote is Rules of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Engagement&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 199px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.bookreviewsandmore.com/pb/wp_a6eb67d2/images/img973345c8d38be40ab.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like it too.&lt;div 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Favorite'/><author><name>Rissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961131374986748907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/ScwVoiGJMRI/AAAAAAAAASY/6cDAxzDGTZ8/S220/DSCF4856E.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C3rviwv2sw4/Rxe_dtNstHI/AAAAAAAAAHs/XS4CG0mSc_w/s72-c/MeetYourMatch.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3803822007419403667.post-7963167071881110141</id><published>2009-05-15T20:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T20:59:18.266-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My life'/><title type='text'>Comfort Food</title><content type='html'>These are some of my comfort foods&lt;br /&gt;Gingersnaps&lt;br /&gt;Ice cream&lt;br /&gt;Hot chocolate&lt;br /&gt;Moms spaghetti that she makes with the curly noodles&lt;br /&gt;Chocolate banana milk shakes&lt;br /&gt;French fries&lt;br /&gt;Frosties&lt;br /&gt;Grandpa L's favorite cereal&lt;br /&gt;Oranges&lt;br /&gt;Grape fruit&lt;br /&gt;Peaches&lt;br /&gt;Anything that reminds me of Australia&lt;br /&gt;Brown sugar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are some of your comfort foods&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3803822007419403667-7963167071881110141?l=lululips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/feeds/7963167071881110141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3803822007419403667&amp;postID=7963167071881110141' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/7963167071881110141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/7963167071881110141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/2009/05/comfort-food.html' title='Comfort Food'/><author><name>Rissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961131374986748907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/ScwVoiGJMRI/AAAAAAAAASY/6cDAxzDGTZ8/S220/DSCF4856E.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3803822007419403667.post-8015743788675919408</id><published>2009-05-14T11:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T11:14:01.889-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>Birthday Boy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/SgxeWKRu3uI/AAAAAAAAATo/qt_7lJ5UEyY/s1600-h/spencer+on+a+rock.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335743393336057570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/SgxeWKRu3uI/AAAAAAAAATo/qt_7lJ5UEyY/s400/spencer+on+a+rock.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This boy decided he didn't want to have a birthday. After months if wishing it were his birthday he decided he didn't want to have one. He didn't understand that it's not in your &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;control&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Finally&lt;/span&gt; on the day after his birthday he let us make him brownies and sing to him. Silly boy. I hope he doesn't change.&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/3803822007419403667-8015743788675919408?l=lululips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/feeds/8015743788675919408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3803822007419403667&amp;postID=8015743788675919408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/8015743788675919408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/8015743788675919408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/2009/05/birthday-boy.html' title='Birthday Boy'/><author><name>Rissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961131374986748907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/ScwVoiGJMRI/AAAAAAAAASY/6cDAxzDGTZ8/S220/DSCF4856E.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/SgxeWKRu3uI/AAAAAAAAATo/qt_7lJ5UEyY/s72-c/spencer+on+a+rock.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3803822007419403667.post-2334557677262944427</id><published>2009-05-11T08:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T18:46:43.718-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='People'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thankfull'/><title type='text'>My Mother</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/SghCcHeezII/AAAAAAAAATY/9fXvq-g13Vs/s1600-h/My+Mother.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334586809431018626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/SghCcHeezII/AAAAAAAAATY/9fXvq-g13Vs/s400/My+Mother.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"All that I am, or hope to be, I owe to my angel mother."&lt;br /&gt;-Abraham Lincoln&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are some reasons that I'm glad my mom is my mom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. She has endless patience. She has never yelled at me when I do things I shouldn't. If I was her I would have yelled at me.&lt;br /&gt;2. She loves her children more than anything. Even when we are annoying and stress her out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. She knows when I need things or am having a hard time. Even when I am states away and don't tell her about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. She talks to me and keeps my secrets.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. She understands me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. She is creative. I love the things that she comes up with.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. She gives without a thought of return.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8. She is an example of living by faith.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9. She makes me laugh at myself and she laughs at the silly things I do.&lt;br /&gt;10. Shes who I want to be when I grow up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks, Mom, for being the best.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3803822007419403667-2334557677262944427?l=lululips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/feeds/2334557677262944427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3803822007419403667&amp;postID=2334557677262944427' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/2334557677262944427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/2334557677262944427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-mother.html' title='My Mother'/><author><name>Rissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961131374986748907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/ScwVoiGJMRI/AAAAAAAAASY/6cDAxzDGTZ8/S220/DSCF4856E.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/SghCcHeezII/AAAAAAAAATY/9fXvq-g13Vs/s72-c/My+Mother.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3803822007419403667.post-229280523172058992</id><published>2009-05-04T21:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T09:53:46.220-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My life'/><title type='text'>Slacker</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, I was supposed to blog about my conference trip. I know it is a little late but here goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT WAS WONDERFUL!!!! I had a blast. I got to see my amazing grandparents, awesome cousins, my great sister and brother-in-law along with 2 of my best friends. I am so spoiled sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;So what did I do with all these fun people in one of my favorite places in the world? We bowled, ate at the creamery (aw grapes, now I'm hungry. oh well, I'll be there soon enough), walked around BYU, got a few jamba juices, avoided the scrapbook stores (I didn't want to break my little bank), ate yummy food that Grandma made, played games, studied (WOW! Stacie is a super good influence. Oh, for those of you that didn't know she is the friend that drove up with David, Amber (and Sweat Pea), and Kourtney), watched General Conference and went to General Conference. Apart from that we talked and talked and talked.&lt;br /&gt;I love my family. I am so privileged to be related to the wonderful people that I am. I learn so much from their examples and am lifted up from their spirits.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some things that made the trip special.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; -The trip down memory lane to when we would watch General Conference  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  in the tiny play room at Grandma and Grandpa's Mesa house.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; -Getting to have scripture study with Grandma and Grandpa. They know&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;   so much&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Going to General Conference as an extended family. It is always a special &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  experience to hear the prophets voice, especially when you can see him in &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  person. It is even better when you are surrounded by your family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Taking the picture of all of us cousins in front of the temple. It was a &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  reminder that my relationship with them gets to continue on for eternity.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333867705633104514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/SgW0axEwYoI/AAAAAAAAATQ/IWE2AIx5U9Y/s400/cousins+SL+Temple.png" 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/3803822007419403667-229280523172058992?l=lululips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/feeds/229280523172058992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3803822007419403667&amp;postID=229280523172058992' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/229280523172058992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/229280523172058992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/2009/05/slacker.html' title='Slacker'/><author><name>Rissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961131374986748907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/ScwVoiGJMRI/AAAAAAAAASY/6cDAxzDGTZ8/S220/DSCF4856E.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/SgW0axEwYoI/AAAAAAAAATQ/IWE2AIx5U9Y/s72-c/cousins+SL+Temple.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3803822007419403667.post-5330228859773056968</id><published>2009-04-10T20:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T20:36:00.427-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thankfull'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My life'/><title type='text'>TV</title><content type='html'>I had planned on posting tonight but E, S and my Dad are having a sleepover. They are using the computer as a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;tv&lt;/span&gt; because our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;tv&lt;/span&gt; has decided to go to electronic heaven. I suppose if there was an electronic heaven that our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;tv&lt;/span&gt; would go there because only clean things are shown on it. This is due to my parents teaching us high standards about what we watch. Thanks parents.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3803822007419403667-5330228859773056968?l=lululips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/feeds/5330228859773056968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3803822007419403667&amp;postID=5330228859773056968' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/5330228859773056968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/5330228859773056968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-had-planned-on-posting-tonight-but-e.html' title='TV'/><author><name>Rissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961131374986748907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/ScwVoiGJMRI/AAAAAAAAASY/6cDAxzDGTZ8/S220/DSCF4856E.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3803822007419403667.post-4957528341659402231</id><published>2009-04-06T08:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T09:44:06.415-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Season Happenings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My life'/><title type='text'>Going Home</title><content type='html'>This weekend was a blast. Today I fly back to Texas and to my family. I am happy to go see them but I am also sad to leave all the wonderful people that are here (or just left). On the bright side I will be back up here at the end of May. Yea!&lt;br /&gt;So do you want to know all the fun things I did? To bad. You have to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;wait&lt;/span&gt; until I get home, sort through my General conference notes and get my pictures from cousins. Hopefully that will be soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3803822007419403667-4957528341659402231?l=lululips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/feeds/4957528341659402231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3803822007419403667&amp;postID=4957528341659402231' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/4957528341659402231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/4957528341659402231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/2009/04/going-home.html' title='Going Home'/><author><name>Rissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961131374986748907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/ScwVoiGJMRI/AAAAAAAAASY/6cDAxzDGTZ8/S220/DSCF4856E.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3803822007419403667.post-4567654793404838920</id><published>2009-04-01T20:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T20:33:32.310-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My life'/><title type='text'>A little up date.</title><content type='html'>Monday- I started my Lion oil painting. It is coming along ok. After work I made a lemon cake. I am told it tasted very, very good.&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday- I made a friend chocolate covered strawberries. I can't eat them but I wanted to make them.&lt;br /&gt;Today- I completely spaced that it was Wednesday and went to class very late. Ops.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow- Early in the morning I am off to the airport. I get to go to Utah to see my Loveland family and go to General Conference. I am so excited.&lt;br /&gt;Friday- have fun with family&lt;br /&gt;Saturday-General Conference and the traditional between sessions pizza. I think we girl cousin should have a mini girls night while them men are at the priesthood session&lt;br /&gt;Sunday- I get to go to Conference in the conference center. Yea! Then back to grandma and grandpas for the last session and most likely games.&lt;br /&gt;Monday- I fly back to reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to have a great time. Yea!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3803822007419403667-4567654793404838920?l=lululips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/feeds/4567654793404838920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3803822007419403667&amp;postID=4567654793404838920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/4567654793404838920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/4567654793404838920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/2009/04/little-up-date.html' title='A little up date.'/><author><name>Rissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961131374986748907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/ScwVoiGJMRI/AAAAAAAAASY/6cDAxzDGTZ8/S220/DSCF4856E.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3803822007419403667.post-2013003529174740177</id><published>2009-03-26T16:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T17:02:04.263-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hair Cut</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/ScwXCtrCzlI/AAAAAAAAATA/YrHXYET9Okk/s1600-h/DSCF4856E.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317650595405024850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 265px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/ScwXCtrCzlI/AAAAAAAAATA/YrHXYET9Okk/s400/DSCF4856E.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since I am going to Utah for General Conference I decided to get my hair cut. It's been about 5 months so it was time. The great thing is that it only cost me $16. And the girl styled it for me too. I love good deals. the thing I like about my hair style is that I can run around and have fun and my hair won't look messed up afterwards. Yea!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3803822007419403667-2013003529174740177?l=lululips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/feeds/2013003529174740177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3803822007419403667&amp;postID=2013003529174740177' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/2013003529174740177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/2013003529174740177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/2009/03/hair-cut.html' title='Hair Cut'/><author><name>Rissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961131374986748907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/ScwVoiGJMRI/AAAAAAAAASY/6cDAxzDGTZ8/S220/DSCF4856E.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/ScwXCtrCzlI/AAAAAAAAATA/YrHXYET9Okk/s72-c/DSCF4856E.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3803822007419403667.post-142498833287002213</id><published>2009-03-19T17:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T18:05:21.735-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thankfull'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><title type='text'>A Great Mail Day</title><content type='html'>These days its unusual to get happy things in the mail (unless you order it yourself). So, today when I got two great things in the mail I was thrilled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First, I finely got my general conference tickets. I thought I was only going to get 4 but nope, I got 12 for the Sunday morning session. This is great because with the 4 that amber got for that session we will have enough for the people we had planned for. Yea! Thank you President Powers. :) I am so excited to go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next, I must say thank you to My Aunt Kim. Earlier, I blogged about Possum Magic., a children's book that is popular in Australia. In the blog I mentioned that I wanted it for my collection. So she sent it to me. Not only did she do that but she also sent me 3 other Mem Fox books. Wombat Divine, Time for bed and Wilfrid Gordon McDonald Partridge. Thanks Kim!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315066540337728690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/ScLo26ZlDLI/AAAAAAAAASA/oeN5o4Mvu0w/s320/DSCF4793.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, did I mention that she sent them to Amber too. She's the greatest!Amber said she was extra excited because she wanted to start a collection of children's books to read to the baby. Thanks for jump starting that Kim.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3803822007419403667-142498833287002213?l=lululips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/feeds/142498833287002213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3803822007419403667&amp;postID=142498833287002213' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/142498833287002213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/142498833287002213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/2009/03/great-mail-day.html' title='A Great Mail Day'/><author><name>Rissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961131374986748907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/ScwVoiGJMRI/AAAAAAAAASY/6cDAxzDGTZ8/S220/DSCF4856E.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/ScLo26ZlDLI/AAAAAAAAASA/oeN5o4Mvu0w/s72-c/DSCF4793.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3803822007419403667.post-5093011164361485783</id><published>2009-03-18T11:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T12:33:25.589-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My life'/><title type='text'>Makes me Happy</title><content type='html'>This is a random list of things that make me happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching &lt;strong&gt;good old&lt;/strong&gt;(as in the actors are now dead or close to it) &lt;strong&gt;movies&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;with my mom or Amber&lt;/strong&gt;. One of my favorites is Major and the Minor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 349px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 500px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.dvdtalk.com/dvdsavant/images/2575majo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Anything to do with &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Australia&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt; After all, I was born there. Then again it could be the food, air, scenery, beaches, reefs, animals or the people and there easy going, fun loving nature.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 411px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 351px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.maths.bris.ac.uk/~macpd/Australia.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Good Food&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. I love good Food. It makes my taste buds happy. Oh and it is even better when it looks good too. In case you didn't know, I have dreamed of food. I like those dreams........until I wake up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 355px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 229px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.silvercreekfd.com/images/Grilled_Steak.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Traveling.&lt;/strong&gt; I love to travel. Even by car if you make a trip out of it. It is fun too see new places, and people. There are so many wonderful things in towns to see. Especially the old little ones. Also if you ask around while you're there you can find some pretty good places to eat. Plus you get a lot of time to get to know the person you're driving with, or, if you're alone, you get a lot of thought time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G8qAOH7FJQ8/SC5bwZDp9JI/AAAAAAAADns/mqCN54RzCeA/s400/Clouds+and+Road.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A good book&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; on a rainy or sunny day. If it's raining you can curl up in a blanket. If its hot then it gives you an excuse to go outside and tan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 441px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 148px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.bookswithapast.net/data/inc/themes/sngreen/images/pic.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Babies&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. I love them. They are so cute. I always hate giving the babies back at church. That is why my friend says I steal them. Silly friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 425px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 319px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.babyage.co.za/images/cute_baby_425.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I don't know who took this picture but they did a good job.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Oh, in case you didn't know, I am going to be an Aunt. That makes me happy too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3803822007419403667-5093011164361485783?l=lululips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/feeds/5093011164361485783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3803822007419403667&amp;postID=5093011164361485783' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/5093011164361485783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/5093011164361485783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/2009/03/makes-me-happy.html' title='Makes me Happy'/><author><name>Rissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961131374986748907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/ScwVoiGJMRI/AAAAAAAAASY/6cDAxzDGTZ8/S220/DSCF4856E.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G8qAOH7FJQ8/SC5bwZDp9JI/AAAAAAAADns/mqCN54RzCeA/s72-c/Clouds+and+Road.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3803822007419403667.post-3175231683648603032</id><published>2009-03-10T10:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T10:05:49.980-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Creativity'/><title type='text'>Little Hat</title><content type='html'>While I was in Oregon my Aunt AJ taught me how to crochet. So, I made a little hat for my little cousin Ava. I started it in November but due to procrastination I don't think it made it to her until she was born. Oh well, it's not like she was going to wear it in my aunts tummy. &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313832482323856914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 324px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/Sb6GfSDYfhI/AAAAAAAAARY/mbdxkgPXnf8/s400/DSCF4738.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3803822007419403667-3175231683648603032?l=lululips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/feeds/3175231683648603032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3803822007419403667&amp;postID=3175231683648603032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/3175231683648603032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/3175231683648603032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/2009/03/little-hat.html' title='Little Hat'/><author><name>Rissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961131374986748907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/ScwVoiGJMRI/AAAAAAAAASY/6cDAxzDGTZ8/S220/DSCF4856E.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/Sb6GfSDYfhI/AAAAAAAAARY/mbdxkgPXnf8/s72-c/DSCF4738.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3803822007419403667.post-4706944512906787556</id><published>2009-03-05T16:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T21:57:42.422-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><title type='text'>Bootsie Barker Bites</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.hillcrestschoolnj.org/images/Bootsie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 134px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 181px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.hillcrestschoolnj.org/images/Bootsie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is another book I liked when I was a kid. In first grade I tried to read this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;in front&lt;/span&gt; of my class but I got nervous and couldn't do it. Oh well, it is still a funny little book.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3803822007419403667-4706944512906787556?l=lululips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/feeds/4706944512906787556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3803822007419403667&amp;postID=4706944512906787556' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/4706944512906787556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/4706944512906787556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/2009/03/this-is-another-book-i-liked-when-i-was.html' title='Bootsie Barker Bites'/><author><name>Rissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961131374986748907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/ScwVoiGJMRI/AAAAAAAAASY/6cDAxzDGTZ8/S220/DSCF4856E.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3803822007419403667.post-148084033884966874</id><published>2009-03-05T16:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T21:57:05.348-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My life'/><title type='text'>Albertsons</title><content type='html'>I am now employed. Actually I have been employed by Albertsons for about 3 weeks now. They have been keeping me very busy lately. That's ok though because the more they keep me busy the more money I can earn and save for adventures.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3803822007419403667-148084033884966874?l=lululips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/feeds/148084033884966874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3803822007419403667&amp;postID=148084033884966874' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/148084033884966874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/148084033884966874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-am-now-employed.html' title='Albertsons'/><author><name>Rissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961131374986748907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/ScwVoiGJMRI/AAAAAAAAASY/6cDAxzDGTZ8/S220/DSCF4856E.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3803822007419403667.post-5151848309593811324</id><published>2009-02-23T09:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T10:04:13.667-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My life'/><title type='text'>Errr</title><content type='html'>So I had a list of things to do today between 11am and 1pm. Among them was not get stuck on campus because my key would not turn in the ignition. I should be able to turn my key in the ignition. It is not that hard. But no, I spent 35 minuets trying to start my car. The entire time I was thinking please don't let anyone I know see me like this. I felt like an idiot. I even prayed. Because I prayed I assume that the reason my car still wouldn't start was because of some very bad, no good and horrible car &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;accident&lt;/span&gt; that I needed to avoid. Or maybe if I hadn't prayed I would still be sitting in the parking lot trying not to yell at my car.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3803822007419403667-5151848309593811324?l=lululips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/feeds/5151848309593811324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3803822007419403667&amp;postID=5151848309593811324' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/5151848309593811324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/5151848309593811324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/2009/02/errr.html' title='Errr'/><author><name>Rissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961131374986748907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/ScwVoiGJMRI/AAAAAAAAASY/6cDAxzDGTZ8/S220/DSCF4856E.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3803822007419403667.post-2267308354180285466</id><published>2009-02-20T08:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T16:53:59.064-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My life'/><title type='text'>Possum Magic</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.wodonga.vic.gov.au/storytime/images/039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 289px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.wodonga.vic.gov.au/storytime/images/039.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I think almost everyone has a few books they remember being read to them when they were younger. This is one of mine. The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;illustrations&lt;/span&gt; in it are beautiful. I need to remember to ask for it for Christmas or a birthday. Hopefully I will come across this post around that time so it can remind me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3803822007419403667-2267308354180285466?l=lululips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/feeds/2267308354180285466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3803822007419403667&amp;postID=2267308354180285466' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/2267308354180285466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/2267308354180285466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/2009/02/possum-magic.html' title='Possum Magic'/><author><name>Rissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961131374986748907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/ScwVoiGJMRI/AAAAAAAAASY/6cDAxzDGTZ8/S220/DSCF4856E.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3803822007419403667.post-6557239723328204296</id><published>2009-02-19T16:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T16:49:00.805-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Creativity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My life'/><title type='text'>Monotone</title><content type='html'>This is an oil painting that I did in class. It had to be in monotone. Can you tell it is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;so post&lt;/span&gt; to be a flower?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304674760129653426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/SZ39lsaCKrI/AAAAAAAAARI/yh6TWtLQAoc/s320/DSCF4744.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3803822007419403667-6557239723328204296?l=lululips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/feeds/6557239723328204296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3803822007419403667&amp;postID=6557239723328204296' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/6557239723328204296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/6557239723328204296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/2009/02/monotone.html' title='Monotone'/><author><name>Rissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961131374986748907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/ScwVoiGJMRI/AAAAAAAAASY/6cDAxzDGTZ8/S220/DSCF4856E.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/SZ39lsaCKrI/AAAAAAAAARI/yh6TWtLQAoc/s72-c/DSCF4744.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3803822007419403667.post-736871298912979834</id><published>2009-02-19T14:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T15:51:59.271-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thankfull'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My life'/><title type='text'>EFY 2009</title><content type='html'>I get to be an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;EFY&lt;/span&gt; counselor this summer!!! I have 3 sessions that I get to work. I am so Happy. My sessions are in Logan Utah, and they are stay at home sessions. The sessions are spaced though so I will be in Utah from about May 30&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; to July 11&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;. Yea because I love being in Utah. I also love youth. I think they are awesome with so much potential. I also love the gospel and want to help the youth see how much it can bless their lives. I am so excited for summer now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://ce.byu.edu/yp/efy-programs/efy/themes/2009/EFY_Theme_2009_small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 257px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://ce.byu.edu/yp/efy-programs/efy/themes/2009/EFY_Theme_2009_small.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3803822007419403667-736871298912979834?l=lululips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/feeds/736871298912979834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3803822007419403667&amp;postID=736871298912979834' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/736871298912979834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/736871298912979834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/2009/02/efy-2009.html' title='EFY 2009'/><author><name>Rissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961131374986748907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/ScwVoiGJMRI/AAAAAAAAASY/6cDAxzDGTZ8/S220/DSCF4856E.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3803822007419403667.post-1236854978497953881</id><published>2009-02-19T14:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T14:54:29.338-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Creativity'/><title type='text'>Cards</title><content type='html'>I have been bored to tears lately. Way to much free time, so I made some cards. The pictures are a little fuzzy. Sorry. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304643510620279202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/SZ3hKu6aUaI/AAAAAAAAAQw/fIiWwmHWwQI/s320/DSCF4733.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you like my tree? I cut it out myself. For the leafs I used a hole puncher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304644263388053634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/SZ3h2jMPAII/AAAAAAAAAQ4/Aka8vFzkVDI/s320/DSCF4737.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3803822007419403667-1236854978497953881?l=lululips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/feeds/1236854978497953881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3803822007419403667&amp;postID=1236854978497953881' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/1236854978497953881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/1236854978497953881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/2009/02/cards.html' title='Cards'/><author><name>Rissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961131374986748907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/ScwVoiGJMRI/AAAAAAAAASY/6cDAxzDGTZ8/S220/DSCF4856E.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/SZ3hKu6aUaI/AAAAAAAAAQw/fIiWwmHWwQI/s72-c/DSCF4733.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3803822007419403667.post-2753753796724083263</id><published>2009-02-16T10:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T10:31:48.551-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My life'/><title type='text'>Hello Again.</title><content type='html'>Well in my 2 months of not blogging things have been a little busy. As for Christmas and New Years, they were great. Amber and my mom blogged about those though so I don't have to.&lt;br /&gt;For those of you that didn't know I moved from Oregon to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;TX&lt;/span&gt; at Christmas. I miss Oregon but I know that I am so post to be here right now. So on the hard days when I want to be anywhere but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;TX&lt;/span&gt; I remind myself of that. How long will I be in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;TX&lt;/span&gt;? I have no idea. On the bright side I get to enjoy the company of my family.&lt;br /&gt;While I wasn't planing on going to school this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;semester&lt;/span&gt; I am. Insurance is important and I can't be on my dads of I'm not attending school. My classes are oil painting, drawing and psychology. I like them. Drawing can be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;tedious&lt;/span&gt; because it is 3 hours straight and some of the mediums (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; what they call the different types of things you draw with. ex. color pencil, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;charcoal&lt;/span&gt;) are very annoying to use. In oils we have been doing monotones but were starting color in our next class. This is great &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;because&lt;/span&gt; while you learn &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;allot&lt;/span&gt; when doing monotones I was getting tired of blue and brown.&lt;br /&gt;Well I have a class I need to head over to. I hope you are all well and that life treats you great.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3803822007419403667-2753753796724083263?l=lululips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/feeds/2753753796724083263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3803822007419403667&amp;postID=2753753796724083263' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/2753753796724083263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/2753753796724083263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/2009/02/hello-again.html' title='Hello Again.'/><author><name>Rissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961131374986748907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/ScwVoiGJMRI/AAAAAAAAASY/6cDAxzDGTZ8/S220/DSCF4856E.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3803822007419403667.post-8819717813704097768</id><published>2008-12-15T13:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T13:19:51.855-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Season Happenings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My life'/><title type='text'>Future Blog Makeover</title><content type='html'>So I get to go home on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Wednesday&lt;/span&gt;. After I have hugged my family set up the two remaining Christmas trees, grown two love handles (one for fudge the other for caramel) I am going to give my blog a real makeover. My own personal &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;header&lt;/span&gt; and everything. I am so excited. My mom is really good at it and can teach me to use her program. I admit that it is rather pathetic that my mother has to teach me a computer skill when computers are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;so post&lt;/span&gt; to be my generation. On the bright side having my mom teach me things makes me feel like a kid again.&lt;br /&gt;Lucky Amber gets home on Tuesday. I am so jealous. That is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; though because then I don't have to compete for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;arrival&lt;/span&gt; competition. Hopefully I will have lots of pictures to show you soon of all the fun projects we are planing on doing. Of course there will be lots of pictures of my family. All 13 of us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3803822007419403667-8819717813704097768?l=lululips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/feeds/8819717813704097768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3803822007419403667&amp;postID=8819717813704097768' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/8819717813704097768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/8819717813704097768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/2008/12/future-blog-makeover.html' title='Future Blog Makeover'/><author><name>Rissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961131374986748907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/ScwVoiGJMRI/AAAAAAAAASY/6cDAxzDGTZ8/S220/DSCF4856E.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3803822007419403667.post-2396901651290958095</id><published>2008-12-14T14:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T15:02:58.587-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='People'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>Pictures</title><content type='html'>Did you think I forgot to take pictures of people while out in the snow? Nope. Here they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is Serena&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279772123336561282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/SUWExdJ8UoI/AAAAAAAAAPI/v0eAPigjT4o/s400/100_0286.JPG" border="0" /&gt;She is new to the high school scene and is handling it great. I am very impressed with her self confidence. She doesn't seem to care what others think. If she likes it she likes it, even if some people would see them as childish or immature. Not that they are but that high school nerves would seem to make them though. Not Serena though. Her out going, fun loving, general happy personality and dedication to her goals conquerors all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279773160894261938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/SUWFt2W-arI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/bsg83Y4feGA/s400/100_0293.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279774298015864226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/SUWGwCd5FaI/AAAAAAAAAPY/m8NDsXcohlI/s400/100_0303.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This is Jeremy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279774925160621842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/SUWHUiw2pxI/AAAAAAAAAPg/8_MK8UmpEsE/s400/100_0288.JPG" border="0" /&gt;No he is not part Chinese. He just has the eye squinting smile like some of us in my family. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Jeramey&lt;/span&gt; loves to help in the kitchen when it comes to cooking and, like most boys, just wants to have fun. He also seems to want to be older then he is sometimes. I have tried to explain to him that being a kid is fun and he should enjoy not having the responsibility of various things. It didn't work. Oh well. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279775759340514834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/SUWIFGU1rhI/AAAAAAAAAPo/xdnuIj5rs6U/s400/100_0296.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Autum&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279777196450488786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/SUWJYv-jodI/AAAAAAAAAPw/3tHULrIgbEI/s400/100_0281.JPG" border="0" /&gt;While in many ways she is a girlie girl she has the energy to keep up with her two brothers that are close in age. She also loves one on one attention, the cat and fisher price dolls. Apart from that she has a set of lungs made for singing. At the ward party &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Santa&lt;/span&gt; came. Darcy, the lady who cut my hair, told her to go tell Santa what she wants. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Autum&lt;/span&gt; said she didn't know what she wanted. I think in many ways &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Autum&lt;/span&gt; has the ability to be content with what she has as long as there are people to be around and interact with. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279780373080781458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/SUWMRp2PMpI/AAAAAAAAAQI/Bf2lxQc7qKE/s400/100_0298.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The youngest is Wes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279779673235633474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/SUWLo6uJtUI/AAAAAAAAAP4/2VwPouprlGM/s400/100_0290.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Don't let his size fool you. He is small but is more then &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;capable&lt;/span&gt; of holding his own in a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;squabble&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He also has a tender heart and can be quite the gentleman. Lately he has taken to pushing my chair in for me. He will sometimes even hop up out of his chair so he can. Wes is very creative in a silly way. Sometimes he will tell joking stories about why such and such happened to so and so or they could do this next time that happens. Another thing I find so cute is that he wants nothing more then to be like Jake and Ross. I think that says many good things about the kind of big brothers they are. One of the ways Wes is trying to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;accomplish&lt;/span&gt; this is by eating &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;allot&lt;/span&gt;. He is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;succeeding&lt;/span&gt; very well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279780018659311586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/SUWL9Bhkv-I/AAAAAAAAAQA/77zaBVkRVZQ/s400/100_0301.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then there are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Garn&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Aj&lt;/span&gt;. Sorry, I didn't get a picture of them. They are wonderful though. They both give &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;excellent&lt;/span&gt; advice that is based on spiritual understanding and their life &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;experiences&lt;/span&gt;. They have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;taught&lt;/span&gt; me so much and I am very &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;grateful&lt;/span&gt; for it.&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/3803822007419403667-2396901651290958095?l=lululips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/feeds/2396901651290958095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3803822007419403667&amp;postID=2396901651290958095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/2396901651290958095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/2396901651290958095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/2008/12/pictures.html' title='Pictures'/><author><name>Rissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961131374986748907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/ScwVoiGJMRI/AAAAAAAAASY/6cDAxzDGTZ8/S220/DSCF4856E.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/SUWExdJ8UoI/AAAAAAAAAPI/v0eAPigjT4o/s72-c/100_0286.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3803822007419403667.post-2728509409109168061</id><published>2008-12-14T13:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T14:07:27.891-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Season Happenings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Little Lessons'/><title type='text'>A Walk in the Snow</title><content type='html'>Today I was woken up to someone telling me it had snowed. A minuets later someone came and told me breakfast was ready. I must admit that if you have to wake up that those are some great things to wake up to. A special treat to breakfast was hot chocolate. Thank you snow for giving me an excuse. The snow also canceled church. I guess people are a little scared of snow here or maybe it is way worse in other places. Oh well. To substitutes church we watched music and the spoken word along with other programs from the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;BYU&lt;/span&gt; channel via the Internet. The music was especially wonderful because it is Christmas music. I love Christmas music. After lunch we went on a walk. Here are some pictures for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/SUV67y3SibI/AAAAAAAAAOY/rOrS_uhiKZA/s1600-h/100_0280.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279761305846319538" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/SUV67y3SibI/AAAAAAAAAOY/rOrS_uhiKZA/s200/100_0280.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279760518903890898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/SUV6N_RmA9I/AAAAAAAAAOI/FeZXoIrYhe8/s200/100_0283.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279766049864165506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/SUV_P7tSKII/AAAAAAAAAOg/jWIZpdGsfdw/s200/100_0282.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279767480581509394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/SUWAjNi4URI/AAAAAAAAAOo/NC2JzBmexds/s200/100_0287.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279768680951941842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/SUWBpFRfitI/AAAAAAAAAO4/4jbsQPl4wkE/s200/100_0305.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;A little lesson from a little branch. This branch is very thin yet &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;supports&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;allot&lt;/span&gt; of snow. I think people are like this. We are very little, yet we can support &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;allot&lt;/span&gt; of things.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279768081614553714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/SUWBGMkUwnI/AAAAAAAAAOw/WpAms1PnRV4/s200/100_0284.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3803822007419403667-2728509409109168061?l=lululips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/feeds/2728509409109168061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3803822007419403667&amp;postID=2728509409109168061' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/2728509409109168061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/2728509409109168061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/2008/12/walk-in-snow.html' title='A Walk in the Snow'/><author><name>Rissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961131374986748907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/ScwVoiGJMRI/AAAAAAAAASY/6cDAxzDGTZ8/S220/DSCF4856E.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/SUV67y3SibI/AAAAAAAAAOY/rOrS_uhiKZA/s72-c/100_0280.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3803822007419403667.post-1674841712195750848</id><published>2008-12-13T22:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T22:18:56.774-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Season Happenings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><title type='text'>It's a Wonderful Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.downmemorylanetreasures.com/movies/images/wonderfullife.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 329px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.downmemorylanetreasures.com/movies/images/wonderfullife.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;For years I would never watch It's a wonderful life because all I could remember about it from my childhood was the sad part from when he jumps off the bridge and then no one knows who he is to when he gets back to the bridge. I don't think I ever really got to see the end where things go back to being happy. So today, after Uncle &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Garn&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;reassured&lt;/span&gt; me that it was not sad, I watched it. Very very good movie. I did ALMOST cry though. I wold also like to add that James Stewart is a great person from what I can tell. Someone went to do a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Biography&lt;/span&gt; of him and they couldn't find any scandal that he had been &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;involved&lt;/span&gt; in. That is awesome, especially when you work in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Hollywood&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3803822007419403667-1674841712195750848?l=lululips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/feeds/1674841712195750848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3803822007419403667&amp;postID=1674841712195750848' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/1674841712195750848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/1674841712195750848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/2008/12/its-wonderful-life.html' title='It&apos;s a Wonderful Life'/><author><name>Rissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961131374986748907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/ScwVoiGJMRI/AAAAAAAAASY/6cDAxzDGTZ8/S220/DSCF4856E.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3803822007419403667.post-7245866483429089172</id><published>2008-12-13T21:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T22:06:13.659-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Season Happenings'/><title type='text'>Ward Christmas Party</title><content type='html'>This morning was the ward Christmas party. Part of the activity involved making gingerbread houses. Here is mine and Autum's. Do you like our deck?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/SUSgIlWsfNI/AAAAAAAAANg/RzRzdRl3S6c/s1600-h/100_0274.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279520732511763666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/SUSgIlWsfNI/AAAAAAAAANg/RzRzdRl3S6c/s200/100_0274.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/SUSf5RSyl0I/AAAAAAAAANY/KeIIADXeZi4/s1600-h/100_0271.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279520469428639554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/SUSf5RSyl0I/AAAAAAAAANY/KeIIADXeZi4/s200/100_0271.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is Wes's. He is very proud of his garage.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279520990002855842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/SUSgXklWv6I/AAAAAAAAANo/aTDD2VjNAgk/s200/100_0275.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279521169641247234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/SUSgiByfEgI/AAAAAAAAANw/ZxPgga24DAg/s200/100_0276.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Jeramey had a house but he had a tornado come through and destroy it. It was actually rather nice. Not your normal gingerbread house though. He had done something different with the roof.&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/3803822007419403667-7245866483429089172?l=lululips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/feeds/7245866483429089172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3803822007419403667&amp;postID=7245866483429089172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/7245866483429089172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/7245866483429089172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/2008/12/ward-christmas-party.html' title='Ward Christmas Party'/><author><name>Rissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961131374986748907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/ScwVoiGJMRI/AAAAAAAAASY/6cDAxzDGTZ8/S220/DSCF4856E.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/SUSgIlWsfNI/AAAAAAAAANg/RzRzdRl3S6c/s72-c/100_0274.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3803822007419403667.post-3136095033594934637</id><published>2008-12-13T21:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T21:48:33.684-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Season Happenings'/><title type='text'>Christmas Card Garland</title><content type='html'>Aj was telling me how she will sometimes hang the Christmas cards she gets. She already had some red yarn so I decided to dress it up a little. This is what I came up with. It only cost about $5. Don't you just love the dollar store. Now all I have to do is hang up the cards on the red string. &lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279517687131369410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/SUSdXUbbb8I/AAAAAAAAANQ/OouRsSdN44w/s200/100_0279.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/SUScVEkuH6I/AAAAAAAAANA/5dU_aHZeK54/s1600-h/100_0278.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279516549004009378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/SUScVEkuH6I/AAAAAAAAANA/5dU_aHZeK54/s200/100_0278.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It doesn't show up on the picture very well but there is glitter glue on the pine cones. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3803822007419403667-3136095033594934637?l=lululips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/feeds/3136095033594934637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3803822007419403667&amp;postID=3136095033594934637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/3136095033594934637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/3136095033594934637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-card-garland.html' title='Christmas Card Garland'/><author><name>Rissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961131374986748907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/ScwVoiGJMRI/AAAAAAAAASY/6cDAxzDGTZ8/S220/DSCF4856E.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/SUSdXUbbb8I/AAAAAAAAANQ/OouRsSdN44w/s72-c/100_0279.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3803822007419403667.post-8981428696007736282</id><published>2008-12-09T18:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T19:04:06.552-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Creativity'/><title type='text'>Christmas Garland</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Happy Holidays &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lately some of the blogs I follow have been very into garlands. I was going to add pine cones and might later, but I am so post to &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;help&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;decorate the other thing in the house too.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277988855988718978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/ST8u5omtjYI/AAAAAAAAAM4/9CeHzf7MX8k/s200/100_0265.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277988540671590002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/ST8unR9P_nI/AAAAAAAAAMw/fxG5IoC3Ekc/s200/100_0257.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3803822007419403667-8981428696007736282?l=lululips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/feeds/8981428696007736282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3803822007419403667&amp;postID=8981428696007736282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/8981428696007736282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/8981428696007736282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-garland.html' title='Christmas Garland'/><author><name>Rissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961131374986748907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/ScwVoiGJMRI/AAAAAAAAASY/6cDAxzDGTZ8/S220/DSCF4856E.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/ST8u5omtjYI/AAAAAAAAAM4/9CeHzf7MX8k/s72-c/100_0265.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3803822007419403667.post-6421014085858296732</id><published>2008-12-09T18:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:41:13.937-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Creativity'/><title type='text'>Christmas Cake</title><content type='html'>My final in LCOP was a potluck. In order to pass we had tor bring something so I brought a cake. Due to the season I decorated it with some holly. Sadly the frosting turned out pink. Apparently the kind of die in my kit dose not make red. Oh well, now I know. On the plus side I can make neon pink which is funner anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277984228324051298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/ST8qsRNeiWI/AAAAAAAAAMY/iDoxg8QxiY0/s200/100_0247.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277984635665212658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/ST8rD-rLZPI/AAAAAAAAAMg/WfMor4JyMko/s200/100_0249.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/ST8rPH3lqyI/AAAAAAAAAMo/c3Z1UR9kh-I/s1600-h/100_0254.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277984827111746338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/ST8rPH3lqyI/AAAAAAAAAMo/c3Z1UR9kh-I/s200/100_0254.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/3803822007419403667-6421014085858296732?l=lululips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/feeds/6421014085858296732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3803822007419403667&amp;postID=6421014085858296732' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/6421014085858296732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/6421014085858296732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-cake.html' title='Christmas Cake'/><author><name>Rissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961131374986748907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/ScwVoiGJMRI/AAAAAAAAASY/6cDAxzDGTZ8/S220/DSCF4856E.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/ST8qsRNeiWI/AAAAAAAAAMY/iDoxg8QxiY0/s72-c/100_0247.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3803822007419403667.post-2485740774675893545</id><published>2008-12-06T20:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T21:15:40.300-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Season Happenings'/><title type='text'>Christmas Movie</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Every year at Christmas, and sometimes when its not, my family watches Miracle on 34&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;street. Lucky for me my family here has the movie too. I am watching it as I type.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 194px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 321px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://z.about.com/d/classicfilm/1/0/J/3/-/-/Miracle_34th_Street2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Another movie my family likes to watch at Christmas is Christmas in Connecticut. What holiday movies dose your family love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 280px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 280px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/510FFVPJSVL._SL500_AA280_.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/3803822007419403667-2485740774675893545?l=lululips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/feeds/2485740774675893545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3803822007419403667&amp;postID=2485740774675893545' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/2485740774675893545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/2485740774675893545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-movie.html' title='Christmas Movie'/><author><name>Rissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961131374986748907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/ScwVoiGJMRI/AAAAAAAAASY/6cDAxzDGTZ8/S220/DSCF4856E.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3803822007419403667.post-8923676369062362656</id><published>2008-12-06T19:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T20:06:23.493-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Season Happenings'/><title type='text'>Pepernuts</title><content type='html'>A Christmas tradition from my Mom's family is the making of pepernuts. We made them a few days ago. Sometimes it is a long process but when you have 3 other pairs of hands to help out it it makes things go fast.  We had all the cutting done in about an hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cut,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276890704124702178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/STtIIyHp7eI/AAAAAAAAAMI/Kvyz69tFXBw/s200/100_0224.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Place,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276890359095334562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/STtH0syPlqI/AAAAAAAAAL4/cl0VeB8N4i4/s200/100_0222.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cook,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276890567629849170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/STtIA1ovwlI/AAAAAAAAAMA/wR3kyieNfhs/s200/100_0223.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/STtIV23p8WI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/P_647UhckwQ/s1600-h/100_0225.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276890928738070882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/STtIV23p8WI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/P_647UhckwQ/s200/100_0225.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/3803822007419403667-8923676369062362656?l=lululips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/feeds/8923676369062362656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3803822007419403667&amp;postID=8923676369062362656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/8923676369062362656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/8923676369062362656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/2008/12/pepernuts.html' title='Pepernuts'/><author><name>Rissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961131374986748907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/ScwVoiGJMRI/AAAAAAAAASY/6cDAxzDGTZ8/S220/DSCF4856E.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/STtIIyHp7eI/AAAAAAAAAMI/Kvyz69tFXBw/s72-c/100_0224.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3803822007419403667.post-6307493319833058802</id><published>2008-12-06T19:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T13:53:09.750-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Season Happenings'/><title type='text'>St. Nicoals Day</title><content type='html'>This morning my Uncle &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Garn&lt;/span&gt; woke me up saying that the kids wanted to wake up now and see what St. Nicolas left. Huh?.......Oh &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;yah&lt;/span&gt;, we left our shoes out last night so he could fill them with candy and presents. For those of you who don't know St. Nicolas day is a German tradition like our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt;, just on a smaller size. Because &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Garn&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Aj&lt;/span&gt; lived in Germany they celebrate it too. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Thank you&lt;/span&gt; St. Nickolas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are some pictures.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Waiting for everyone to get up is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Autum&lt;/span&gt; and Wes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276884256482700178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/STtCReyAq5I/AAAAAAAAALg/Ag_LJHztfDU/s200/100_0239.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276884478939405634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/STtCebf0nUI/AAAAAAAAALo/2lp4A2dNVds/s200/100_0241.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are my shoes, and they've never looked &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;better&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276884744434535410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/STtCt4iyy_I/AAAAAAAAALw/44HlIJ2Q8s0/s200/100_0242.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hidden behind all my candy was this book. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 175px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 126px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://shop.myldsfamilybookstore.com/images/1211496047793-56061602.jpeg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;St. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Nicolas&lt;/span&gt; must have been inspired because when I opened it the first few &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;instructions&lt;/span&gt; were things I need to remember. One thing I really like about this book is that below the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;instructions&lt;/span&gt; is a scripture to go with it. I love having the scriptures right there to back &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;guidance&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;instruction&lt;/span&gt; up. I think Santa would be well liked by any young adult or teenager for leaving this in there Stocking. I know St. Nicolas is.&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/3803822007419403667-6307493319833058802?l=lululips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/feeds/6307493319833058802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3803822007419403667&amp;postID=6307493319833058802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/6307493319833058802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/6307493319833058802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/2008/12/st-nicoals-day.html' title='St. Nicoals Day'/><author><name>Rissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961131374986748907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/ScwVoiGJMRI/AAAAAAAAASY/6cDAxzDGTZ8/S220/DSCF4856E.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/STtCReyAq5I/AAAAAAAAALg/Ag_LJHztfDU/s72-c/100_0239.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3803822007419403667.post-9184364091103569882</id><published>2008-11-28T16:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T13:53:44.687-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Season Happenings'/><title type='text'>Thanksgiving Activies</title><content type='html'>My Thanksgiving Started off fixing the pumpkin pie mistake I had made the day before. Thankfully, after a call to my Grandpa N, I was able to fix it. I was told by many a person that it tasted great. That made my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that we went on over to the zoo. They were having free admission for everyone in thanks for the tax money that is going to be given them by popular vote. It was nice of them to say thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case you didn't know, elephants are my favorite non-Australian land animal. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274174367577778498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/STGhpL7xqUI/AAAAAAAAAKY/z-XsI0xE2u8/s200/100_0194.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274176340565752578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/STGjcB4w-wI/AAAAAAAAAKg/SYAIS_4fNtI/s200/100_0197.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274182946706977698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/STGpcjrkc6I/AAAAAAAAAKo/vIoSwTtARZU/s200/100_0237.JPG" border="0" /&gt;They also have a little museum in the zoo dedicated to elephants. It was full of statues am a baby elephant bike. The bike is much bigger then it looks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274195929647396386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/STG1QQ5xtiI/AAAAAAAAAKw/2W_MgAuUW2o/s200/100_0216.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274197158948917426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/STG2X0aGULI/AAAAAAAAAK4/PWcp-UhUn7A/s200/100_0200.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274198809100395986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/STG333s3pdI/AAAAAAAAALA/GJEV5KBWdsg/s200/100_0213.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is Wes. He stopped to smile or me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274199063249679458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/STG4Gqex9GI/AAAAAAAAALI/ufozlNpzqdM/s200/100_0217.JPG" border="0" /&gt; I just love these turtles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274203305554797410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/STG79mTI42I/AAAAAAAAALQ/vg0cUZT4RFE/s200/100_0219.JPG" border="0" /&gt;This hippo turned around just so I could take it's picture. Apart from that the view was non to pretty.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274204566736714418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/STG9HAkVurI/AAAAAAAAALY/cowo79kY1Vs/s200/100_0220.JPG" border="0" /&gt;After that we went home and prepared the last touches for dinner. Then some friends came over. It was cool because we had ran into all of the people that were coming to our house at the zoo.&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/3803822007419403667-9184364091103569882?l=lululips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/feeds/9184364091103569882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3803822007419403667&amp;postID=9184364091103569882' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/9184364091103569882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/9184364091103569882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/2008/11/thanksgiving-activies.html' title='Thanksgiving Activies'/><author><name>Rissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961131374986748907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/ScwVoiGJMRI/AAAAAAAAASY/6cDAxzDGTZ8/S220/DSCF4856E.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/STGhpL7xqUI/AAAAAAAAAKY/z-XsI0xE2u8/s72-c/100_0194.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3803822007419403667.post-6033015521065649</id><published>2008-11-26T13:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T13:57:25.555-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Season Happenings'/><title type='text'>Thanksgiving</title><content type='html'>Every Thanksgiving my family watches A Charlie Brown Thanksgiving. I got to watch it last night. It made me happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://castingoutnines.files.wordpress.com/2007/11/thanksgiving_charlie_brown.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 389px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 330px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://castingoutnines.files.wordpress.com/2007/11/thanksgiving_charlie_brown.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Traditions are wonderfull things and I am thankful for them. Here are some other things I ama thenkful for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amigos: They make me feel special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Books: They allow me to have adventures without risking anything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cooks: They make some of my favorite things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dogs: They chase cats and can tell when you are having a hard day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Education: It empowers your mind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Family: Sorry there are to many reasons to list.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Games: They keep me entertained.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Heavenly Father: He loves me and let his son die so I could live with him again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Instruments: When played well together creates music that arouses the soul.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jesus Christ: He died for me and in doing so gave me so much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kids: Their innocence and simple happiness brings joy and life to everything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Laughter: It chases tears away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Money: It allows me to do the things I need/want.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Notes: A simple thing that can make a persons day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Opinions: People have such interesting ideas sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;Prophets: They tell me what I need to hear.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Quotes: They make you think, laugh and/or smile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Religion: People who actively practice a religion are know to be happier and have more hope.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Scrapbooking: It allows my creativity to flow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Telephones: They let me call home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Utah: It is where the saints found refuge and I always feel extra good there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Voting: It lets me voice my opinion even when it is not popular&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Work: When accomplished it makes a person feel good about themselves&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;X I'm substituting it with the letter H: Holy Ghost: It is the comforter and tells me things I need to know&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You: I'm sure you've done something nice for someone which makes me happy.&lt;br /&gt;Zoos: I have lots of fun memories at them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Happy Thanksgiving!&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/3803822007419403667-6033015521065649?l=lululips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/feeds/6033015521065649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3803822007419403667&amp;postID=6033015521065649' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/6033015521065649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/6033015521065649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/2008/11/thanksgiving.html' title='Thanksgiving'/><author><name>Rissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961131374986748907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/ScwVoiGJMRI/AAAAAAAAASY/6cDAxzDGTZ8/S220/DSCF4856E.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3803822007419403667.post-4727229337775005891</id><published>2008-11-25T14:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T12:01:54.169-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My life'/><title type='text'>Classes</title><content type='html'>Well, I finely registered for my classes. It took me a while to figure it all out but I was finely was able to make a schedule that allows me time to work. With this I am finely getting to learn something that I have wanted to FOREVER!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get to take swing dancing lessons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 421px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 291px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.eastsideswingdance.com/images/swing_dance_undercon_cartoo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea!!!!! I am trying to get a guy friend to take the class too so I know there will be a male there that is taller then me. Hopefully it will work out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3803822007419403667-4727229337775005891?l=lululips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/feeds/4727229337775005891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3803822007419403667&amp;postID=4727229337775005891' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/4727229337775005891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/4727229337775005891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/2008/11/classes.html' title='Classes'/><author><name>Rissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961131374986748907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/ScwVoiGJMRI/AAAAAAAAASY/6cDAxzDGTZ8/S220/DSCF4856E.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3803822007419403667.post-8196498041340413094</id><published>2008-11-21T14:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T15:04:37.009-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>Brown Sugar</title><content type='html'>Somethings are handed down from generation to generation. One of those things is eating plain brown sugar. This quirk I inherited from my mother who inherited it from her mother who it seems to have inherited it from hers.&lt;br /&gt;When Grandma was a girl her mom would use it as a reward. This makes me think that Great Grandma must have liked it or else she wouldn't have used it as a reward.&lt;br /&gt;I love that I do things that my mother, grandmother and great grandmother have done. Even though it might seem strange to some people (Becca, Serena and Jake) I still like it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3803822007419403667-8196498041340413094?l=lululips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/feeds/8196498041340413094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3803822007419403667&amp;postID=8196498041340413094' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/8196498041340413094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/8196498041340413094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/2008/11/brown-sugar.html' title='Brown Sugar'/><author><name>Rissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961131374986748907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/ScwVoiGJMRI/AAAAAAAAASY/6cDAxzDGTZ8/S220/DSCF4856E.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3803822007419403667.post-2026982439498070943</id><published>2008-11-20T21:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T22:08:03.158-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Creativity'/><title type='text'>Fall Cake</title><content type='html'>I decorated a cake today and I even took pictures for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270987499994520930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/SSZPNFCynWI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/qRIvYuDJGa4/s320/100_0176.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270986073426756194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 174px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 117px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/SSZN6CqiAmI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/NMJO67fPuLk/s320/100_0180.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270986545535790786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 207px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 151px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/SSZOVhaGLsI/AAAAAAAAAKI/ve2B543aeJ8/s320/100_0181.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270986378550726690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 178px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 102px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/SSZOLzVwUCI/AAAAAAAAAKA/QCJaxgHClH0/s320/100_0179.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't i so seasonal. I had wanted the darker orang to turn out more red but lost patients when I was mixing my colors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;If I was a real cook I would have had carrot cake on the inside. Will just pretend. Then the cake will be perfect. :-&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3803822007419403667-2026982439498070943?l=lululips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/feeds/2026982439498070943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3803822007419403667&amp;postID=2026982439498070943' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/2026982439498070943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/2026982439498070943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/2008/11/fall-cake.html' title='Fall Cake'/><author><name>Rissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961131374986748907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/ScwVoiGJMRI/AAAAAAAAASY/6cDAxzDGTZ8/S220/DSCF4856E.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/SSZPNFCynWI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/qRIvYuDJGa4/s72-c/100_0176.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3803822007419403667.post-3992603995948857772</id><published>2008-11-18T14:02:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T14:23:15.645-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><title type='text'>Deep in The Heart of Trouble</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/51YSQcoZIQL._SL500_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 204px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 329px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/51YSQcoZIQL._SL500_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My Mom bought me this book for my Birthday. It was a very good read. Essi, the main character, is full of spunk.&lt;br /&gt;What I didn't know then that I know now is that this book is the second of two the other is&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 184px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 280px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://images.barnesandnoble.com/images/13940000/13949756.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Something Else I did not know was that Deeanne Gist Also wrote &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 231px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 433px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://evenapencilhasfearto.files.wordpress.com/2008/04/measure.jpg" border="0" /&gt;This is a book my mom had checked out of the library and liked. I look forward to reading it too. another book by Deeanne is&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 183px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 280px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://images.barnesandnoble.com/images/14630000/14633254.JPG" border="0" /&gt;She also has one comming out this march.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3803822007419403667-3992603995948857772?l=lululips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/feeds/3992603995948857772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3803822007419403667&amp;postID=3992603995948857772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/3992603995948857772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/3992603995948857772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/2008/11/deep-in-heart-of-trouble.html' title='Deep in The Heart of Trouble'/><author><name>Rissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961131374986748907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/ScwVoiGJMRI/AAAAAAAAASY/6cDAxzDGTZ8/S220/DSCF4856E.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3803822007419403667.post-4828978394671761493</id><published>2008-11-18T13:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T13:32:00.439-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thankfull'/><title type='text'>Music</title><content type='html'>Today I am thankful for music&lt;br /&gt;It entertains, enlivens, calms, motivates and uplifts.&lt;br /&gt;I found this picture. I particularly like the legs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 241px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 204px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.periodpiano.com/Stock/images/Moscheles-Erard.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.periodpiano.com/Stock/images/Moscheles-Erard.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3803822007419403667-4828978394671761493?l=lululips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/feeds/4828978394671761493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3803822007419403667&amp;postID=4828978394671761493' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/4828978394671761493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/4828978394671761493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/2008/11/music.html' title='Music'/><author><name>Rissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961131374986748907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/ScwVoiGJMRI/AAAAAAAAASY/6cDAxzDGTZ8/S220/DSCF4856E.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3803822007419403667.post-5610157156488426869</id><published>2008-11-13T20:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T20:50:10.364-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Creativity'/><title type='text'>Cupcakes</title><content type='html'>One of the fun things I have found that I have in common with Serena is the desire to decorate cakes. Lucky for us I got a cake decorating set for my birthday. Instead if decorating cake we decorated cupcakes. We figured it would be funner because we could do different designs. This is what we came up with. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Serena's&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268369084943212370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/SR0BxQ2wn1I/AAAAAAAAAJA/CaIs1zJ16Hk/s320/100_0156.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Mine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268369384746170690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/SR0CCttWuUI/AAAAAAAAAJI/_X31g-aIFjw/s320/100_0157.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268369657932463986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/SR0CSnaCv3I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/vNc_oW3SZHE/s320/100_0158.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Yep this is what you think it is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268369976384953554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/SR0ClJvCHNI/AAAAAAAAAJY/arbbSg64a84/s320/100_0150.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268370196113583794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/SR0Cx8Sa7rI/AAAAAAAAAJg/ySDLKsTD9Dk/s320/100_0154.JPG" border="0" /&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/3803822007419403667-5610157156488426869?l=lululips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/feeds/5610157156488426869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3803822007419403667&amp;postID=5610157156488426869' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/5610157156488426869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/5610157156488426869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/2008/11/cupcakes.html' title='Cupcakes'/><author><name>Rissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961131374986748907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/ScwVoiGJMRI/AAAAAAAAASY/6cDAxzDGTZ8/S220/DSCF4856E.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/SR0BxQ2wn1I/AAAAAAAAAJA/CaIs1zJ16Hk/s72-c/100_0156.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3803822007419403667.post-2255201702440539525</id><published>2008-11-12T20:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T12:52:14.592-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Creativity'/><title type='text'>Pebbles in my Pocket</title><content type='html'>While I was in Utah I got Grandma to take me to Pebbles in my Pocket. For those of you who don't know they are a super awesome scrapbook store. We were in a hurry so I had to shop fast. As I have learned in the past the faster I shop at a scrapbook store the more I spend. This held extremely true. I spent more then I spend in clothes. EEEEEEE.&lt;br /&gt;At least I got some cute stuff. See.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267995669249406962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/SRuuJm_oN_I/AAAAAAAAAHY/pvvg4Dglcxk/s320/100_0143.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267996038065480498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/SRuufE8O4zI/AAAAAAAAAHg/YUePIP7_aho/s320/100_0145.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267996371166666066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/SRuuyd1vnVI/AAAAAAAAAHo/biUgo2WxuX8/s320/100_0146.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267998133713276690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/SRuwZD1mjxI/AAAAAAAAAHw/hFwg4npVzzk/s320/100_0147.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267998565999917858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/SRuwyOOxOyI/AAAAAAAAAH4/KJNDkMi8kx0/s320/100_0148.JPG" border="0" /&gt;When I get married my poor husband had better hope that I spend a long, long time shopping. To get use up some of the supplies me and Serena made some cards. It was fun. My floor is still a mess but it was fun.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268001352688176178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/SRuzUbdBjDI/AAAAAAAAAII/-JQHdREI5Vg/s320/100_0175.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268002079015683922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/SRuz-tO_x1I/AAAAAAAAAIY/ViP_Cu6-Uws/s320/100_0174.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268002917698660418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/SRu0vhkmaEI/AAAAAAAAAIg/TcLXNGieTM8/s320/100_0171.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268005736396041410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/SRu3TmCbLMI/AAAAAAAAAIo/W4PtjzOxKMA/s320/100_0173.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268006090248655538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/SRu3oMPdkrI/AAAAAAAAAIw/WeLUN-__CGc/s320/100_0167.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268006776136459554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/SRu4QHX25SI/AAAAAAAAAI4/SytpTp0MTWM/s320/100_0169.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3803822007419403667-2255201702440539525?l=lululips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/feeds/2255201702440539525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3803822007419403667&amp;postID=2255201702440539525' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/2255201702440539525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/2255201702440539525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/2008/11/pebbles-in-my-pocket.html' title='Pebbles in my Pocket'/><author><name>Rissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961131374986748907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/ScwVoiGJMRI/AAAAAAAAASY/6cDAxzDGTZ8/S220/DSCF4856E.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/SRuuJm_oN_I/AAAAAAAAAHY/pvvg4Dglcxk/s72-c/100_0143.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3803822007419403667.post-1921641048375188900</id><published>2008-11-11T12:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T12:27:14.153-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Places'/><title type='text'>Birthday Trip</title><content type='html'>Last weekend, as a birthday gift from Garn and AJ, I got to go to Utah and visit Grandma and Grandpa. It is always wonderful to see them. They are wonderful people that laugh, love, give, are wise, active, fun and giving. They even love visitors they have never met before which gives an extra welcoming feeling to their home. Grandma is almost always cooking something good and grandpa is often busy in the backyard, watching football, the news, helping Grandma or going to get something he or Grandma needs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267511756283107346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/SRn2CKty2BI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/kCrmKcLXuMU/s320/100_0115.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Ohhh football!1 I FINELY got to go to a BYU football game. It was even a home game. Of course I loved it. Football is wonderful to watch. Its even better when it is your favorite team. To top it off the crowd was active, my seat was on the front row and... we won! Naturally I tried to take some pictures. They are not very good because my camera would not go very fast and I was to into the moment of things when they happened to remember to hit the button. All the same I still got some and yes they will be going in my scrapbook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/SRn9qwqexFI/AAAAAAAAAF4/a0iD6oCDI60/s1600-h/100_0099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267520150245917778" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/SRn9qwqexFI/AAAAAAAAAF4/a0iD6oCDI60/s200/100_0099.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/SRn71YjICtI/AAAAAAAAAFg/5kpwsnoSEtQ/s1600-h/100_0091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267518133727922898" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/SRn71YjICtI/AAAAAAAAAFg/5kpwsnoSEtQ/s200/100_0091.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/SRn9qwqexFI/AAAAAAAAAF4/a0iD6oCDI60/s1600-h/100_0099.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/SRn9qwqexFI/AAAAAAAAAF4/a0iD6oCDI60/s1600-h/100_0099.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/SRn9qwqexFI/AAAAAAAAAF4/a0iD6oCDI60/s1600-h/100_0099.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267525031510429906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/SRoCG4yoUNI/AAAAAAAAAGI/ICfc1S7aZak/s200/100_0101.JPG" border="0" /&gt;On Sunday I went to sacrament meeting with a friend. He likes a girl in his ward. Due to my teasing nature I asked him if I could scratch his back. For those of you who don't know, scratching someones back in singles ward is claiming territory. Naturally he said no. I got a good inside laugh out of it. After that I went to Priesthood in Jake's ward with my local family. Jake was being set apart as an elder. I felt very privileged to get to go. Afterwards the man leading the meeting had them all stand up as the ladies left. There are about 100 of them so it was a little weird but very cool that they would all be so respectful. After that we went to Grandpa's and Grandma's house to eat and hang out. It was wonderful to see everyone. Here are a few more pictures.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267646441652522946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/SRpwh40Mj8I/AAAAAAAAAGo/vOHbpgA-HRE/s320/100_0119.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267647193987907954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/SRpxNre7gXI/AAAAAAAAAG4/BJdxnM5kzrY/s320/100_0117.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267647688323906130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/SRpxqdB0OlI/AAAAAAAAAHA/gEH97o29bxw/s320/100_0106.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267648841828704034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 238px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/SRpytmKynyI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/Ni22QwZsdXQ/s320/100_0136.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267648582766601506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 238px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/SRpyehFkpSI/AAAAAAAAAHI/FA3GLFz4cLQ/s320/100_0113.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&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/3803822007419403667-1921641048375188900?l=lululips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/feeds/1921641048375188900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3803822007419403667&amp;postID=1921641048375188900' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/1921641048375188900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/1921641048375188900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/2008/11/birthday-trip.html' title='Birthday Trip'/><author><name>Rissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961131374986748907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/ScwVoiGJMRI/AAAAAAAAASY/6cDAxzDGTZ8/S220/DSCF4856E.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/SRn2CKty2BI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/kCrmKcLXuMU/s72-c/100_0115.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3803822007419403667.post-5202980813799437526</id><published>2008-11-11T10:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T11:59:47.244-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><title type='text'>Great Books</title><content type='html'>A few months ago Grandma sent me this book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 168px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 283px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://halespawn.typepad.com/photos/uncategorized/2008/10/20/gg_pb_sm.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I loved it and was very pleased to find that there are sequels. They books together are called the Books of Bayern. For my birthday, last week, Grandma gave me the next book.&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 167px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 244px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://halespawn.typepad.com/photos/uncategorized/2008/07/18/enna_pbk_2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I started reading it the night before I left Utah. So my friend Alyssa wouldn't have to sleep with the light on I read in the bathroom (there were people sleeping in every other part of the house) Around 4am someone needed to use the restroom so I had to retire. An hour and a half later it was time to wake up and leave so I did. Then I risked and got car sickness to finish reading. Don't worry, I finished before the carsickness reached vomiting. Now I just need to read the the last one.&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 165px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 283px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://halespawn.typepad.com/photos/uncategorized/2008/07/18/riversecrets_final_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Hmmmm. I know what I want for Christmas. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3803822007419403667-5202980813799437526?l=lululips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/feeds/5202980813799437526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3803822007419403667&amp;postID=5202980813799437526' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/5202980813799437526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/5202980813799437526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/2008/11/great-books.html' title='Great Books'/><author><name>Rissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961131374986748907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/ScwVoiGJMRI/AAAAAAAAASY/6cDAxzDGTZ8/S220/DSCF4856E.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3803822007419403667.post-5859567907239855281</id><published>2008-11-10T10:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T12:41:18.374-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fall</title><content type='html'>Fall is my favorit season. That is because of all the wonderful color. Due to the fact that Tx doesn't have 4 seasons I have been missing my favorit time. Lucky fo me Oregon has been makeing up for that. &lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267498823776272082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/SRnqRZX4_tI/AAAAAAAAAE4/BpPPqo_lPLY/s320/100_0085.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267499254720263858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/SRnqqew8drI/AAAAAAAAAFA/QxocWyv-Ce4/s320/100_0086.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267499938579073570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/SRnrSSVlyiI/AAAAAAAAAFI/djCXPyeVpo8/s320/100_0074.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3803822007419403667-5859567907239855281?l=lululips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/feeds/5859567907239855281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3803822007419403667&amp;postID=5859567907239855281' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/5859567907239855281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/5859567907239855281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/2008/11/fall.html' title='Fall'/><author><name>Rissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961131374986748907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/ScwVoiGJMRI/AAAAAAAAASY/6cDAxzDGTZ8/S220/DSCF4856E.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/SRnqRZX4_tI/AAAAAAAAAE4/BpPPqo_lPLY/s72-c/100_0085.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3803822007419403667.post-5088252702459807126</id><published>2008-11-04T19:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T20:31:30.731-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Know Enough</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://newsroom.lds.org/Static%20Images/Newsroom/photo/med_Andersen_NL1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 181px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 218px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://newsroom.lds.org/Static%20Images/Newsroom/photo/med_Andersen_NL1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Last General Conference Elder Neil L. Anderson gave a talk entitled &lt;em&gt;You Know Enough. &lt;/em&gt;In Only a few days after conference that talk became very important to me. Through a class I am taking at the local college I made a friend named Peter. He is returning to school due to injury. His son Jacob is 10 and has been asking him many questions about gospel things. His most recent question has been about baptism. Peter, knowing that I am a "religious person" mentioned it to me. I was short on time because I had institute right after class so I asked Peter to come to that with me saying after that I would have time. Knowing what institute was he decided to come. Peter was great in class. He even participated. After that we went to the library so we could talk to him about baptism. Thankfully I had my scriptures with me so that helped me answer his questions. After that though he had more questions. I was starting to feel slightly inadequate when the thought came to me "You don't know everything, but you know enough". That wonderful thought helped me to have the confidence as I did my best to listen to the spirit as I answered Peter's questions. I am thankful for the Holy Ghost that whispers and reminds of the words I need to hear and for church leaders who listen ahead of time so I can hear the words that I will need later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3803822007419403667-5088252702459807126?l=lululips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/feeds/5088252702459807126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3803822007419403667&amp;postID=5088252702459807126' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/5088252702459807126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/5088252702459807126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-know-enough.html' title='I Know Enough'/><author><name>Rissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961131374986748907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/ScwVoiGJMRI/AAAAAAAAASY/6cDAxzDGTZ8/S220/DSCF4856E.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3803822007419403667.post-3489031431572759742</id><published>2008-11-04T19:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T20:30:19.669-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Privliege to Vote</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://blog.wired.com/photos/uncategorized/2007/07/27/your_vote_counts_button_3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 212px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 172px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://blog.wired.com/photos/uncategorized/2007/07/27/your_vote_counts_button_3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hurray for the privilege to vote. Today was my first time I had the privilege to participate in the election of the people who will be actively taking care of my country. While some of it (not the presidential &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;candidate&lt;/span&gt; part) was confusing (measure and what there really trying to change) it is an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;opportunity&lt;/span&gt; well worth the momentary confusion. It is also the first time anyone from my Dad F's family to get to vote in American elections as they are all Australian citizens, except for my mum that is. For some reason I just thought that that made voting an extra special &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;privilege&lt;/span&gt; for Amber and me. Even if things don't turn out the way I want them to I am still glad I was able to participate.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3803822007419403667-3489031431572759742?l=lululips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/feeds/3489031431572759742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3803822007419403667&amp;postID=3489031431572759742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/3489031431572759742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/3489031431572759742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/2008/11/vote.html' title='Privliege to Vote'/><author><name>Rissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961131374986748907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/ScwVoiGJMRI/AAAAAAAAASY/6cDAxzDGTZ8/S220/DSCF4856E.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3803822007419403667.post-5444860724677260603</id><published>2008-10-29T22:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T23:21:47.639-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My life'/><title type='text'>Hair</title><content type='html'>For an early birthday present &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Garn&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;AJ&lt;/span&gt; paid for me to get a hair cut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Thank You &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Garn&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;AJ&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I cut my hair off again. Mom, don't panic. It was extra nice because the lady (Darcy) cuts our hair at home. She is going to come over and teach me ways to style it later when I have more time. After talking to her I decided to let her surprise me. It is cut in a way that I have to do it. This I decided to do so I would finally learn to do my hair. Talk about sacrificing for education or beauty being pain. My hair is my one vanity after all. (kind of funny since I rarely do it; I just like the color and that it is thick and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; maybe I have more then one). I have always never really done my own hair. It is a shower, brush, air dry and go kind of thing, or skip the air dry and go immediately into a ponytail. This style is cute so Darcy is awesome. I'm sure I will think she is even more awesome when she has taught me more about how to make my hair stay cute. However all of this dose mean "investing" in some good hair products. I hate spending money on unnecessary things so this could be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;tuff&lt;/span&gt;. On the bright side I will look extra cute for the family photos we are taking at Christmas. Also by the time I see my Daddy N again my hair will be long enough to brush. That is one of my favorite ways he shows me love. He likes it when I have long hair and after I get in the habit of fixing it it WILL be grown out again.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and when I figure out the whole picture thing I will put some up with this post. Hopefully soon&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3803822007419403667-5444860724677260603?l=lululips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/feeds/5444860724677260603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3803822007419403667&amp;postID=5444860724677260603' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/5444860724677260603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/5444860724677260603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/2008/10/hair.html' title='Hair'/><author><name>Rissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961131374986748907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/ScwVoiGJMRI/AAAAAAAAASY/6cDAxzDGTZ8/S220/DSCF4856E.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3803822007419403667.post-1741093241986204835</id><published>2008-10-26T22:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T22:42:49.578-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>Eggnog</title><content type='html'>Recently S had been asking my mom if they could buy some eggnog. He had been asking her for about a month. Every time they would would go to the store S would remind her to check. Finely it was in the store so of course they bought some. When they got home my mom put it in a sipy so S could indulge. After taking a sip S said&lt;br /&gt;"Ahhh, one sip and it's like your in the spirit world"&lt;br /&gt;So cute and it continues.&lt;br /&gt;Today my dad got S to talk on the phone to me. Normally all he says is "I really really love you. Bye". I decided that I would try to get him to play our old game. So I say "I love you more then pickles". We continue this for a bit before he says "I love you more then picking up couches" I figured I would comment on how strong he must be to puck up a couch. He liked that. I didn't know that he actually does this now. To think he is only four. I mentioned it to my mom later and she told me how on the way home from church E was talking about a little girl named Sydney.&lt;br /&gt;She is about S's age. S pipes up "I tried to tell her that I could lift couches but she wasn't listening". Yep, he's already bragging to the ladies. How cute. It's a good thing he has brothers and sisters that will help him understand humility when hes older. For now it's just plain cute.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3803822007419403667-1741093241986204835?l=lululips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/feeds/1741093241986204835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3803822007419403667&amp;postID=1741093241986204835' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/1741093241986204835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/1741093241986204835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/2008/10/eggnog.html' title='Eggnog'/><author><name>Rissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961131374986748907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/ScwVoiGJMRI/AAAAAAAAASY/6cDAxzDGTZ8/S220/DSCF4856E.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3803822007419403667.post-8933592705280259321</id><published>2008-10-23T11:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T10:49:16.131-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thankfull'/><title type='text'>Thankful</title><content type='html'>I'm feeling blue and starting to go on a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;pity&lt;/span&gt; party. Those are not fun so its time to count my blessings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I wish I could figure out the computer so I could put up some pictures. May be I'll update later)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family- They make me laugh. There fun to talk to. They cheer you up on your down days. They give you hugs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Church of Jesus Christ of Later-Day Saints- I love everything about it. It provides me with peace, direction, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Friends&lt;/span&gt; every where I go, and things to do. Through the church I learn about my savior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;College- It provides me with classes that help me better myself and some fun things to do too. I want to take the horse &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;back riding&lt;/span&gt; class next term.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends- They offer a change of pace and our the new people that you get to know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summer Vacation- Breaks and changes in pace are wonderful things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Little kids- They are so cute and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;generally&lt;/span&gt; cheerful&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Craft Stores- A place to get your creativity going&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Cars- They get you where your &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;going&lt;/span&gt; faster.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The city buses- If they didn't &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;exist&lt;/span&gt; I would be walking.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Restaurants&lt;/span&gt;- It means you don't have to cook.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sugary Foods- They were made just for me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The person who started cake decorating- The opportunity to be creative with out &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;having&lt;/span&gt; to haul around the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;results&lt;/span&gt; when you move..........well, kind of.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Seasons- The constant change in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;scenery&lt;/span&gt; is refreshing.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Rain- an excuse to drink hot chocolate and it sounds &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;pretty&lt;/span&gt; on a tin roof.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The list could go on but I will end it here for now.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3803822007419403667-8933592705280259321?l=lululips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/feeds/8933592705280259321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3803822007419403667&amp;postID=8933592705280259321' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/8933592705280259321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/8933592705280259321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/2008/10/thankful.html' title='Thankful'/><author><name>Rissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961131374986748907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/ScwVoiGJMRI/AAAAAAAAASY/6cDAxzDGTZ8/S220/DSCF4856E.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3803822007419403667.post-7014042634769578051</id><published>2008-10-19T23:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T23:33:15.527-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry</title><content type='html'>So I would blog but I want to add some pictures. The only problem Is that I don't know how to on this computer so I will have to wate untill AJ gets home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3803822007419403667-7014042634769578051?l=lululips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/feeds/7014042634769578051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3803822007419403667&amp;postID=7014042634769578051' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/7014042634769578051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/7014042634769578051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/2008/10/sorry.html' title='Sorry'/><author><name>Rissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961131374986748907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/ScwVoiGJMRI/AAAAAAAAASY/6cDAxzDGTZ8/S220/DSCF4856E.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3803822007419403667.post-4134371429618816205</id><published>2008-10-08T20:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T21:19:17.959-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My life'/><title type='text'>I'm Smart!!</title><content type='html'>At least &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; what they told me. My professor asked us what success in work is. So I told him it is "when you get what you want out of work and work lets you get what you want out of life." &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Apparently&lt;/span&gt; he thought that was good because he added it to his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;curriculum&lt;/span&gt; and will now be sharing that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;definition&lt;/span&gt; with his other classes. The rest of the class thought it was good too. Well now that I have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;finished&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;bragging&lt;/span&gt;.....Life in Oregon is going good. I like my ward, enjoy seminary, think its fun to mess around with my cousins and am improving my cooking skills both at work and at school. I even smell like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;fruit&lt;/span&gt; when I get home (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt;, maybe &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; in my head). &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Eventually&lt;/span&gt; I am going to get the cousins to pose for me so I can try to take cute pictures of them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3803822007419403667-4134371429618816205?l=lululips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/feeds/4134371429618816205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3803822007419403667&amp;postID=4134371429618816205' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/4134371429618816205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/4134371429618816205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/2008/10/im-smart.html' title='I&apos;m Smart!!'/><author><name>Rissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961131374986748907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/ScwVoiGJMRI/AAAAAAAAASY/6cDAxzDGTZ8/S220/DSCF4856E.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3803822007419403667.post-7477766777351889834</id><published>2008-10-02T14:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T14:17:44.711-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Quote for the Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Patience is Passion Tamed"  -Lyman Abbot&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://wendyusuallywanders.files.wordpress.com/2008/05/patience.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/3803822007419403667-7477766777351889834?l=lululips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/feeds/7477766777351889834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3803822007419403667&amp;postID=7477766777351889834' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/7477766777351889834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/7477766777351889834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/2008/10/quote-for-day.html' title='A Quote for the Day'/><author><name>Rissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961131374986748907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/ScwVoiGJMRI/AAAAAAAAASY/6cDAxzDGTZ8/S220/DSCF4856E.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3803822007419403667.post-6639053046331868406</id><published>2008-09-30T13:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T22:12:26.523-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My life'/><title type='text'>College</title><content type='html'>It was the first day of college for me. My teachers seem great. I bought my book. Only 12$. I am so lucky. the other books are so expensive. I even got some homework and am kind of excited to do it. My teachers are nice to because they let us eat in class. They gave us a tour of campus again. It is my second and I still get lost. Good thing I am at a small college. I know my schedule is not full and that I'm not taking a normal class but I think I will like college much better then high school.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3803822007419403667-6639053046331868406?l=lululips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/feeds/6639053046331868406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3803822007419403667&amp;postID=6639053046331868406' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/6639053046331868406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/6639053046331868406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/2008/09/college.html' title='College'/><author><name>Rissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961131374986748907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/ScwVoiGJMRI/AAAAAAAAASY/6cDAxzDGTZ8/S220/DSCF4856E.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3803822007419403667.post-1951516868065829749</id><published>2008-09-25T13:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T22:13:07.682-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My life'/><title type='text'>GPS, Jamba Juice and Me</title><content type='html'>Well everyone I am now in Oregon. Garn and Aj are letting me live with them. It has been fun. Aj let me use her car to go job hunting. I was kind of nervous to drive it. I also would have gotten lost were it not for the wonderful invention of the GPS. It is my new best friend. Now, mom I know that we (Dad in particular) do not agree with the whole new car thing. However when I finally do get to buy a car I am getting one with a GPS in it. That thing was made for me. Of course I do need a job so I can support myself. I wanted somewhere that the workers seemed happy and friendly. I also wanted somewhere that I wouldn't spend all my money or that if I didn't spend my money It wouldn't have a negative effect on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.atlantis.com/content/img/marinavillage/JambaJuice432x324.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tadah, Jamba Juice. The best part is that I have to memorize the recipes. Now I will be able to have them where ever I have a blender and the right ingredients. Can you say yum. Apart from my job I will be starting some classes at a local college. I am attending the local singles ward which is small but still has good people in it. On Monday we had FHE and our activity was cranium. My team won. The best part was that we weren't even being competitive like the other team. Thankfully we also have an institute up here so I will get to go to those too. Wish me luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3803822007419403667-1951516868065829749?l=lululips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/feeds/1951516868065829749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3803822007419403667&amp;postID=1951516868065829749' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/1951516868065829749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/1951516868065829749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/2008/09/gps-jamba-juice-and-me.html' title='GPS, Jamba Juice and Me'/><author><name>Rissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961131374986748907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/ScwVoiGJMRI/AAAAAAAAASY/6cDAxzDGTZ8/S220/DSCF4856E.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3803822007419403667.post-7566954879659675428</id><published>2008-09-15T23:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T15:24:10.674-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Big Sister Withdrawals</title><content type='html'>Sorry, this is another one I started but never got around to posting. &lt;br /&gt;The week E started school again I was very sad that I wasn't there to help her pick out her supplies, get ready, do her home work and eat breakfast with her. It nearly broke my heart. I waited for more then 10 years to have her and then I miss her starting school again. I practically prayed her into existence because I wanted a little sister so much. I miss her waking up at night and coming to lay by me. I miss helping her decorate her doll house too. I also miss how she sometimes says words wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/SM9UCJbd9EI/AAAAAAAAAEs/S0NN4FYwXOE/s1600-h/100_0198.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246504486777517122" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/SM9UCJbd9EI/AAAAAAAAAEs/S0NN4FYwXOE/s320/100_0198.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/SM9Tkkeh_xI/AAAAAAAAAEk/J--y16LrsAI/s1600-h/100_0140.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246503978642046738" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/SM9Tkkeh_xI/AAAAAAAAAEk/J--y16LrsAI/s320/100_0140.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then There is Spencer. He has been playing Age of the Empires. Spencer does fully understand that there are codes that give you the things he needs to win. His only problem is that he can't spell them. That's something I can do. He has also been waking up at night again. Normally he would come and snuggle with me but I am to far away. I miss his snuggles and hearing him say (as I taught him) "One for the money two for the show three to get ready and a kiss to go". He also sings songs. I miss that too. He is even saying big words like "converted" now. Oh well, I will see him at Christmas and he will give me hugs then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3803822007419403667-7566954879659675428?l=lululips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/feeds/7566954879659675428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3803822007419403667&amp;postID=7566954879659675428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/7566954879659675428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/7566954879659675428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/2008/09/big-sister-withdraws.html' title='Big Sister Withdrawals'/><author><name>Rissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961131374986748907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/ScwVoiGJMRI/AAAAAAAAASY/6cDAxzDGTZ8/S220/DSCF4856E.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/SM9UCJbd9EI/AAAAAAAAAEs/S0NN4FYwXOE/s72-c/100_0198.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3803822007419403667.post-7273730326493830183</id><published>2008-09-13T11:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T22:13:29.330-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My life'/><title type='text'>I'm Moving Again</title><content type='html'>So I meant to post this awhile ago but got lost in packing and hanging out with Amber. We had an awesome time together and I am super excited to see her again. I wouldn't mind seeing David too if I get to win at settlers. Anyways I am now in Oregon and will post more about it here later. If it seems that the following cuts off it does. I never managed to get around to finish it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next week I get to move to Oregon. Garn and AJ are letting me stay there for a while. I am excited for another adventure. I get to meet a new singles ward full of new people. I love meeting new people and seeing what makes them tick. I get to get a job. (Maybe in a scrapbook store.... that would kill my pay check). It also rains and snows in Oregon more then anywhere I've lived recently. The last time I check I liked the rain and the snow. I've also sort of wanted to live in Oregon since when we had our family reunions there. I like that there is the beach and pine trees in one place. I also like bundling up in fall clothes so the cool weather will be great. It also gives me a great excuse to go shopping. I haven't had a good winter jacket since we moved to Texas. Yay!!!&lt;br /&gt;Well all of those things are wonderful I am still going to miss all of the great people here. Amber and David have been great. They are a fun and happy couple that understands my sense of humor. It's also been wonderful to have my sister with me. In some ways it made me feel like a kid again. She plays with my hair, paints my nails, talks to me and makes me yummy things to eat. What could be better. Then there are all of the friends. Stacy has been wonderful and it is amazing how fast we became friends. She is a great person who actively seeks for ways to bless the lives of everyone around her. She succeeds all the time. I am thankful for people like Lydia and Tiffany who who invite people over to their house for game nights. Stuff like that makes people feel that others like having them around.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3803822007419403667-7273730326493830183?l=lululips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/feeds/7273730326493830183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3803822007419403667&amp;postID=7273730326493830183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/7273730326493830183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/7273730326493830183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/2008/09/im-moving-again.html' title='I&apos;m Moving Again'/><author><name>Rissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961131374986748907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/ScwVoiGJMRI/AAAAAAAAASY/6cDAxzDGTZ8/S220/DSCF4856E.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3803822007419403667.post-2426375111287706711</id><published>2008-09-04T17:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T17:45:38.875-07:00</updated><title type='text'>M is for Molasses Cookie</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242325052518482258" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/SMB63Dh-wVI/AAAAAAAAAEc/t3MnBc2QSb0/s200/100_0067.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/SMB6jAu4bBI/AAAAAAAAAEU/-MeqdSWFXxQ/s1600-h/100_0066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242324708169903122" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/SMB6jAu4bBI/AAAAAAAAAEU/-MeqdSWFXxQ/s200/100_0066.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I spent Sunday and Monday visiting my Dad, Mum, Ammon and Brother(he's a dog) A lot of time was spent playing Lego Star Wars on their Wii. I think its a great game because when the people die they burst into Lego pieces instead of getting all bloody. Much better when it comes to the no violence thing. Its a game for all ages so if a dad or big brother wanted to spend some time with a little brother they will both be entertained. Not that that's the best thing if you're trying to get to know the person but it will pass the time. I know because me and David played until two in the morning. Another thing I did while I was there was make molasses cookies. I love these cookies and eat them by the dozens as I drown them in milk. They're one of the few things I can make too. Unfortunately I have now eaten all the ones I took home with me and want some more. Sigh.&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/3803822007419403667-2426375111287706711?l=lululips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/feeds/2426375111287706711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3803822007419403667&amp;postID=2426375111287706711' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/2426375111287706711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/2426375111287706711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/2008/09/m-is-for-molasses-cookie.html' title='M is for Molasses Cookie'/><author><name>Rissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961131374986748907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/ScwVoiGJMRI/AAAAAAAAASY/6cDAxzDGTZ8/S220/DSCF4856E.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/SMB63Dh-wVI/AAAAAAAAAEc/t3MnBc2QSb0/s72-c/100_0067.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3803822007419403667.post-8651571588046360220</id><published>2008-09-01T10:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T10:35:21.613-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry</title><content type='html'>I am sorry for the lack of posts. I have actually done things. I even took pictures of some of them. I just need to sit down and plug in the camera. I will do that when I get back from visiting my Dad, Mum, Ammon and Brother.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3803822007419403667-8651571588046360220?l=lululips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/feeds/8651571588046360220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3803822007419403667&amp;postID=8651571588046360220' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/8651571588046360220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3803822007419403667/posts/default/8651571588046360220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lululips.blogspot.com/2008/09/sorry.html' title='Sorry'/><author><name>Rissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961131374986748907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzuYuK5fJV0/ScwVoiGJMRI/AAAAAAAAASY/6cDAxzDGTZ8/S220/DSCF4856E.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
