<?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-193686370679383767</id><updated>2012-01-01T11:55:55.101-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Erin Page</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erintiggpage.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193686370679383767/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erintiggpage.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05327497158776873420</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/_G_uzxAVe8gg/S7gSB7uUF8I/AAAAAAAAAp4/uCmIBzyqO4c/S220/IMG_2640.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>84</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-193686370679383767.post-2900820721953668915</id><published>2010-04-06T11:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T11:29:41.131-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Leaving...</title><content type='html'>Hello one and all for the last time!  This is the last post that I, Erin Page, will post since I leave for the MTC tomorrow.  Its crazy how fast that went!  I can't believe its here.  It certainly doesn't feel real.  But, as today goes on I am more and more excited to go!  I honestly can't wait!  I'm not saying the last 5 days hasn't been hard...they have been WAY hard.  But I have so much support around me that its made it easier just knowing that those I love are supporting me!  I was able to see "The Last Song" on Saturday with some friends and go to Conference on Sunday morning with Matt...so I don't feel like I'm missing out on anything.  Its been a great last week!!!  My mom will continue to update my blog while I'm gone (at least I've told her to...I hope she remembers...I'll continue to remind her) so you won't be completely out of the loop for 18 months!  I hope you all have a wonderful 18 months...I know I will!!! Love you!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/193686370679383767-2900820721953668915?l=erintiggpage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erintiggpage.blogspot.com/feeds/2900820721953668915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=193686370679383767&amp;postID=2900820721953668915' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193686370679383767/posts/default/2900820721953668915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193686370679383767/posts/default/2900820721953668915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erintiggpage.blogspot.com/2010/04/leaving.html' title='Leaving...'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05327497158776873420</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/_G_uzxAVe8gg/S7gSB7uUF8I/AAAAAAAAAp4/uCmIBzyqO4c/S220/IMG_2640.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-193686370679383767.post-8884533528225924110</id><published>2010-03-14T15:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T16:09:27.232-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Time flies......WAY TOO FAST!!</title><content type='html'>I can't believe that my last post I had 72 days left!!!!!  Turn that around and minus a few and that's all I have left now...NUTS!  I honestly try not to think too much about it cause then I just get a teary eyed and emotional.  Don't get me wrong I am WAY excited...Vacouver isn't going to know what hit them!  But the anxiety about leaving for 18 months is definitely starting to hit!  I am trying my darndest to spend time with family, friends, Matt, and everyone else that I care about and its starting to get harder and harder the more that, my family especially, demands my time.  We are DONE with shopping, which is a HUGE releif.  I never thought that day would come...I thought we'd be busy, busy, busy right up until the last moment.  But now I get and entire 3 1/2 week break!  And more time to spend with those I love.  I know the 18 months will go by faster than I can even imagine and that when it ends I'll be thinking "didn't I just get out here???!!!" I really am so grateful for all that I have and all the blessings that I have received since deciding to go on a mission.  I look back over the last 3 1/2 months and I can see the Lord's hand in everything.  I wouldn't change a thing right now...other than more time.  But I can't be too picky and I am on the Lord's errand, not my own.  I can't wait to start serving and being immersed in the Gospel...its going to ROCK!  I do have pictures to post too from the last little bit but that is going to have to wait for when I can get internet on my laptop...But SOON I promise!  Thank you all for being there for me and being great friends!  I couldn't ask for more!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/193686370679383767-8884533528225924110?l=erintiggpage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erintiggpage.blogspot.com/feeds/8884533528225924110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=193686370679383767&amp;postID=8884533528225924110' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193686370679383767/posts/default/8884533528225924110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193686370679383767/posts/default/8884533528225924110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erintiggpage.blogspot.com/2010/03/time-fliesway-too-fast.html' title='Time flies......WAY TOO FAST!!'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05327497158776873420</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/_G_uzxAVe8gg/S7gSB7uUF8I/AAAAAAAAAp4/uCmIBzyqO4c/S220/IMG_2640.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-193686370679383767.post-9146677957734077605</id><published>2010-01-25T14:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T14:22:33.006-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Seventy-Two Days</title><content type='html'>That's how much time I have to get everything ready to go on my mission.  A friend of mine asked me yesterday "Are you feeling a little overwhelmed?" and I replied back "&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;A LITTLE????????&lt;/span&gt; Try... A lot."  Its all so much to take in!  Don't get me wrong I am &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;SO&lt;/span&gt; excited!  But I have to keep reminding myself: one week at a time.  That's all I have to do.  Once this week is over I'll worry about next week.  And so on, and so on.  This whole process is going to teach me even more patience.  Especially when it comes to my parents and answering questions from them.  "Have you done this?  When are you taking care of this?  Are you reading this?  What needs to be done next?" And so on, and so on.  I guess the questions don't really bug all that much...its the fact that they never seem to be able to coordinate &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;WHEN&lt;/span&gt; they are asking questions so I always feel like I'm answering them a billion times over...No worries though, I still haven't ruled out setting up a weekly press conference so that they can get all their questions out at once :)  There is so much that needs to be done that I hadn't thought about before.  Passport, clothing, going through the temple, pictures (family &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;AND&lt;/span&gt; mission), luggage, shoes, coats, and so on, and so on.  Thats not even half the list!  One week at a time...One week at a time.  I thought it would be &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;LESS&lt;/span&gt; stressful once I got my call...HA!  It'll be less stressful once I'm actually IN Canada :) 14 weeks until then though...patience is &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;DEFINITELY&lt;/span&gt; a virtue!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/193686370679383767-9146677957734077605?l=erintiggpage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erintiggpage.blogspot.com/feeds/9146677957734077605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=193686370679383767&amp;postID=9146677957734077605' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193686370679383767/posts/default/9146677957734077605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193686370679383767/posts/default/9146677957734077605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erintiggpage.blogspot.com/2010/01/seventy-two-days.html' title='Seventy-Two Days'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05327497158776873420</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/_G_uzxAVe8gg/S7gSB7uUF8I/AAAAAAAAAp4/uCmIBzyqO4c/S220/IMG_2640.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-193686370679383767.post-920916592491187318</id><published>2010-01-21T21:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T21:24:37.680-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eh?</title><content type='html'>So I got my mission call this week and I know you all have been dying to know :)  I had the call for 24 hours before I opened it and to be honest...it wasn't that hard.  I just kept myself busy today and made sure I had no down time.  Worked perfect.  As people started showing up to my house, I got REALLY nervous and by the time 7:30 rolled around I was shaking so bad!  I could barely even open up the envelope.  Everyone kept yelling "don't read ahead" so I didn't.  I was a good girl and covered up what I wasn't reading and as I got to the part where it reads where I get to serve I read it...and busted up laughing!  I just could not believe it!  NOT what I was expecting AT ALL!  But I'm way excited anyway!  So without further ado...Here it is.  Not only will the Olympics be there in a couple weeks...but in 11 weeks (April 7 to be exact)  I will be headed to the.......&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/S1k157YKNYI/AAAAAAAAApM/rmWvFBvs5sM/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 130px; height: 130px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/S1k157YKNYI/AAAAAAAAApM/rmWvFBvs5sM/s320/images.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429430095079683458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CANADA VANCOUVER MISSION!!!!!!!!!!!!!!  I'm SO excited I can hardly stand it!!!!!!  So Vancouver 2010 is right!  I can't wait!  My bishop AND his wife both served there so they are super excited!  Like I said, not what I was expecting...its EVEN better!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/193686370679383767-920916592491187318?l=erintiggpage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erintiggpage.blogspot.com/feeds/920916592491187318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=193686370679383767&amp;postID=920916592491187318' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193686370679383767/posts/default/920916592491187318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193686370679383767/posts/default/920916592491187318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erintiggpage.blogspot.com/2010/01/eh.html' title='Eh?'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05327497158776873420</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/_G_uzxAVe8gg/S7gSB7uUF8I/AAAAAAAAAp4/uCmIBzyqO4c/S220/IMG_2640.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/S1k157YKNYI/AAAAAAAAApM/rmWvFBvs5sM/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-193686370679383767.post-9132857145431618854</id><published>2010-01-14T13:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T14:08:47.491-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is good with bad moments, not bad with good moments...</title><content type='html'>I got this quote from a friend and I really liked it.  Although the bad moments tend to stick out more than the good ones sometimes, in 20 years I hope I'm able to look back and see the good ones instead of the bad ones.  Life has not been nice to me lately.  I've tried so hard to put on a brave face and move forward but its so hard.  I don't understand.  I talked to a friend of mine yesterday who has been through almost the same crap lately and she and I came to the conclusion that we may never understand and that it takes a really cold person to just stop caring.  There is tiny part of me that wonders what I would do if I got the opportunity again...but I promised myself I wouldn't go there again.  I hate free agency.  All it took was a decision that I had no control over.  And my world felt like it was shattered forever.  I don't know if I'll be able to put my heart out there again.  It doesn't seem worth it to me.  The next guy is really going to have to prove himself if he's even going to think about seeing the other side of a first date.  Moving on hasn't always been easy for me...but its never been especially difficult.  This one was so different.  We talked about forever...how can you say those things and then take them all back.  I know its over, but even I'm having a hard time taking it all back.  I only say things if I mean them...so does that make it wrong if I don't have the heart to take them all back even after he broke my heart? I meant every word...and I still do.  I know I shouldn't but I do.  Maybe one day it'll change.  I do have a lot to be grateful for.  I'm going on a mission and that will be the best experience of my life.  I have a wonderful family who love me.  I have some of the greatest friends in the world.  And I have the Gospel.  With out these three things I don't know how I would have made it through the last 2 months.  It would have been impossible.  I'm still trucking through and wondering if life will ever go as planned.  Cat-lady-dom is looking very nice right now...too bad I'm allergic.  Maybe I'll be the first dog lady...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/193686370679383767-9132857145431618854?l=erintiggpage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erintiggpage.blogspot.com/feeds/9132857145431618854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=193686370679383767&amp;postID=9132857145431618854' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193686370679383767/posts/default/9132857145431618854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193686370679383767/posts/default/9132857145431618854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erintiggpage.blogspot.com/2010/01/life-is-good-with-bad-moments-not-bad.html' title='Life is good with bad moments, not bad with good moments...'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05327497158776873420</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/_G_uzxAVe8gg/S7gSB7uUF8I/AAAAAAAAAp4/uCmIBzyqO4c/S220/IMG_2640.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-193686370679383767.post-460538310060284475</id><published>2010-01-06T21:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T21:37:15.292-08:00</updated><title type='text'>IT'S OFFICIAL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;THE PAPERS ARE IN!  STAKE PRESIDENT HIT THE SUBMIT BUTTON TODAY AND NOW ALL I GET TO DO IS WAIT!!! WOO HOO!!!!!!!! IT'S ABOUT DANG TIME!  IT'S BEEN NOTHING BUT DELAYS FOR 2 MONTHS!  I SERIOUSLY AM SO EXCITED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/193686370679383767-460538310060284475?l=erintiggpage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erintiggpage.blogspot.com/feeds/460538310060284475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=193686370679383767&amp;postID=460538310060284475' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193686370679383767/posts/default/460538310060284475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193686370679383767/posts/default/460538310060284475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erintiggpage.blogspot.com/2010/01/its-official.html' title='IT&apos;S OFFICIAL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05327497158776873420</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/_G_uzxAVe8gg/S7gSB7uUF8I/AAAAAAAAAp4/uCmIBzyqO4c/S220/IMG_2640.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-193686370679383767.post-8694424343306042759</id><published>2010-01-02T19:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T19:40:49.725-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The call...</title><content type='html'>Isn't going to come this week as planned.  There has been yet ANOTHER delay due to some missing medical information and I am just barely finding out about it.  I just want this over with...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/193686370679383767-8694424343306042759?l=erintiggpage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erintiggpage.blogspot.com/feeds/8694424343306042759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=193686370679383767&amp;postID=8694424343306042759' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193686370679383767/posts/default/8694424343306042759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193686370679383767/posts/default/8694424343306042759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erintiggpage.blogspot.com/2010/01/call_02.html' title='The call...'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05327497158776873420</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/_G_uzxAVe8gg/S7gSB7uUF8I/AAAAAAAAAp4/uCmIBzyqO4c/S220/IMG_2640.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-193686370679383767.post-6903759878446296497</id><published>2010-01-01T21:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T21:47:25.826-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Women of Faith</title><content type='html'>There are so many people in my life that I look up to, that without, I wouldn't be in the place I am now.  Most of them are the women in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Mom: Has amazing strenth that I draw on a lot in my life.  She is my best friend.  Sam Page is an amazing women.  She is always trying to be better and she teaches by example more than she realizes.  I would not be the woman I am today without her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Grandma Shirley: What a wise woman.  Whenever I need advice I go staight to her.  She has been through a lot in life and always has something to give.  She is the most giving person I know and doesn't think twice about giving what she doesn't have to others.  She'll cook a gormet meal and get no thanks for it other than it was devoured by everyone in the room and that's all she needs.  And she makes the best dinner rolls hands down :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My best Friend Sara Hansen: Man have we been through a lot but no matter what she has always been there for me.  She is the kindest person I know and always has a smile on her face and knows what to say to help me feel better.  She'll call just to say hi and its always an answer to prayers.  No one has a bigger heart than her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melissa Henrie: What an incredible woman.  She is strong and faithful no matter what comes her way and is always trying harder to be better.  She faces the music with a smile on her face and a bring-it-on attitude that I admire tons.  She lights up a room and has a sense of humor that can make any Scrooge crack a grin.  No matter what's going on in life she is happy and loving and always willing to give.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teigan Benson: What a woman.  She's beautiful. She's loving.  She's talented.  She has a good fashion sense.  She's letting me use her wedding dress (sometime VERY far in the future). And she's the cutest little mom I've ever seen!  I look up to her SO much and wish very much that her and her cute family lived here in Utah.  She's always willing to lend a listening ear no matter what and always knows what to say to help you feel better about life.  She is a Scoffield to the T and I hope when I grow up I can be more like her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heidi Madsen: One of my first roommates at Oakcrest LDS girl's camp and I must say I was VERY intimidated by her when I first met her.  But what an incredible woman.  She has by far the kindest heart of anyone I know.  I was also very priviledged to teach a class with her our second year and loved every minute!  She is amazing and whenever I think about how I what I want my husband and family to be like, her little family always comes to mind.  She is giving, loving and the most Christ-like person I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emily Pugh:  We didn't get along at first but after spending a summer together as Crafties at Oakcrest we realized we are WAY more alike than we thought and our lives followed very similar patterns.  We liked the same shows growing up (most of which NO ONE else could remember but us...including Alex Mack), we like the same foods, and our dating lives have been way similar.  One day I will find my Zack Pugh after getting over my Bret West.  I was very sad to have that summer end and not have Liberty there at my side 24/7.  I definitly went through withdrawals.  I look up to her a lot and she is always there for me.  Especially when she knew I needed ice cream and a good talk.  I love her tons!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hailey Jones: Otherwise known as the infamous Goosey.  What an incredible woman!  She has a smile on her face no matter what!  Her attitude about life is one that I have tried hard to adopt!  She is such a strong woman no matter what life throws her way.  She truly is amazing!  I remember her ALWAYS being there for me through the tough times at Oakcrest.  What a great friend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Katie Hansen:  Probably my most favorite cousin ever.  Even though there is an almost 8 year age difference between us we are way close.  She lets me come play with her kids, knows when I need to talk and when I don't, knows when I need a night out, or just a place to crash.  And she is a phenomenal cook!  I look up to her so much and she is an incredible example to me!  She is an amazing mom and I hope one day when I have kids that I will be half the mom that she is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are just a few of the women in my life that I look up to.  What amazing examples I have in my life and I hope that I can be half the woman that they are.  I am so grateful for all the examples that I have in my life and I want each and every one of you to know that I love you.  Even if you aren't specifically named either...know that I love you and look up to you!  Thank you all for being there for me and for being the strong Women of Faith that you are!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/193686370679383767-6903759878446296497?l=erintiggpage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erintiggpage.blogspot.com/feeds/6903759878446296497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=193686370679383767&amp;postID=6903759878446296497' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193686370679383767/posts/default/6903759878446296497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193686370679383767/posts/default/6903759878446296497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erintiggpage.blogspot.com/2010/01/women-of-faith.html' title='Women of Faith'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05327497158776873420</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/_G_uzxAVe8gg/S7gSB7uUF8I/AAAAAAAAAp4/uCmIBzyqO4c/S220/IMG_2640.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-193686370679383767.post-1417532269876664427</id><published>2010-01-01T11:51:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T11:53:22.239-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Call...</title><content type='html'>should come next week.  I'm starting to get really anxious the closer it gets and I just want the day to be here already!  AHHHHH!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/193686370679383767-1417532269876664427?l=erintiggpage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erintiggpage.blogspot.com/feeds/1417532269876664427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=193686370679383767&amp;postID=1417532269876664427' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193686370679383767/posts/default/1417532269876664427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193686370679383767/posts/default/1417532269876664427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erintiggpage.blogspot.com/2010/01/call.html' title='The Call...'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05327497158776873420</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/_G_uzxAVe8gg/S7gSB7uUF8I/AAAAAAAAAp4/uCmIBzyqO4c/S220/IMG_2640.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-193686370679383767.post-7474419293970620620</id><published>2009-12-23T17:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T17:36:07.304-08:00</updated><title type='text'>6 Months...</title><content type='html'>So, I was thinking yesterday how CRAZY the last 6 months of my life have been and thought "Hey!  I should write this all down so that I don't forget!"  Haha!  So this post is just me thinking out loud...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~I started dating Jared again...thought it was it and I'd never have to date again.&lt;br /&gt;~Was told for the first time "I love you"&lt;br /&gt;~Began the juggle of school, boyfriend, and working full time.&lt;br /&gt;~Quit my lifeguard job to be a CNA, didn't feel good about it so I never started the job and went jobless for a month cause I didn't want to go back to the pool.&lt;br /&gt;~In the meantime I was kicked out of school because I didn't get financial aid...still jobless too. ~Couldn't have made it through the struggle without the boy&lt;br /&gt;~Since I desperately needed money and something to do I swallowed my pride and went back to lifeguarding...ugh...&lt;br /&gt;~Things started to get rocky with the boy...but I figured we'd work through it.  We loved each other...everything would be ok.&lt;br /&gt;~I decided to go on a mission...and I felt REALLY good about it so I started the process.  ~Things started to get REALLY rocky...&lt;br /&gt;~Didn't feel quite so good about a mission but I kept on going. &lt;br /&gt;~Things with roommates a little rocky due to me selling my contract without telling them.  Not much I could do about this though...&lt;br /&gt;~Started working at the Kearns pool teaching swim lessons.  Though the commute was a bugger, I wasn't going to be doing it for long so I thought what the heck I might as well.&lt;br /&gt;~Was told "I don't love you anymore" by the boy.  The most devastating words I have ever had to hear...EVER. &lt;br /&gt;~Due to the last point...I moved home the day after the breakup.  I wanted my mommy.&lt;br /&gt;~Kept moving forward with mission plans and living at home and working.  Not easy, But I did it :)&lt;br /&gt;~Mission papers IN!  Best feeling in the whole world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now here I am writing this post.  The last six months have had their ups and downs but such is life right?  As I was thinking about all of this I thought "Would I change anything?  Do I have any regrets?"  And the answer...I don't know.  What I do know is I'm in the right place in life and I wouldn't change where I'm at for anything.  I don't know if I'd be in the same place if I had done things differently.  I'll never know.  But I'm happy and enjoying my job and spending time with my family :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/193686370679383767-7474419293970620620?l=erintiggpage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erintiggpage.blogspot.com/feeds/7474419293970620620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=193686370679383767&amp;postID=7474419293970620620' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193686370679383767/posts/default/7474419293970620620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193686370679383767/posts/default/7474419293970620620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erintiggpage.blogspot.com/2009/12/6-months.html' title='6 Months...'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05327497158776873420</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/_G_uzxAVe8gg/S7gSB7uUF8I/AAAAAAAAAp4/uCmIBzyqO4c/S220/IMG_2640.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-193686370679383767.post-3111801856292333911</id><published>2009-12-17T13:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T13:37:17.324-08:00</updated><title type='text'>WAY cute FONTS!</title><content type='html'>So, I LOVE the fonts on this website &lt;a href="http://kevinandamanda.com/fonts/"&gt;http://www.kevinandamanda.com/fonts/&lt;/a&gt; but HOLY!  It took forever to get it all worked out so I could use it on my blog but it was WAY worth it and they are WAY cute!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/193686370679383767-3111801856292333911?l=erintiggpage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erintiggpage.blogspot.com/feeds/3111801856292333911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=193686370679383767&amp;postID=3111801856292333911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193686370679383767/posts/default/3111801856292333911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193686370679383767/posts/default/3111801856292333911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erintiggpage.blogspot.com/2009/12/way-cute-fonts.html' title='WAY cute FONTS!'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05327497158776873420</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/_G_uzxAVe8gg/S7gSB7uUF8I/AAAAAAAAAp4/uCmIBzyqO4c/S220/IMG_2640.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-193686370679383767.post-7605862575825307365</id><published>2009-12-16T20:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T12:37:00.313-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Just Haven't Met You Yet</title><content type='html'>So with all the recent events...this song has meant a lot to me! I love the lyrics and every time I get down on myself all I have to do is listen to this song and I feel so much better!!! Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I'm not surprised&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Not everything lasts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I've broken my heart so many times I stopped keeping track&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Talk myself in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I talk myself out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I get all worked up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Then I let myself down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I tried so very hard not to loose it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I came up with a million excuses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I thought I thought of every possibility&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;And I know some day that it’ll all turn out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;You'll make me work so we can work to work it out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;And I promise you kid that I give so much more than I get&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I just haven't met you yet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I might have to wait&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I’ll never give up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I guess it's half timin', and the other half's luck&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Wherever you are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Whenever it's right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;You'll come outta nowhere and into my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;And I know that we can be so amazin'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;And baby your love is gonna change me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;And now I can see every possibility&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Somehow I know that it’ll all turn out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;You'll make me work so we can work to work it out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;And promise you kid, I'll give so much more than I get&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I just haven't met you yet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;They say all’s fair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;In love and war&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;But I won’t need to fight it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;We'll get it right and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;We'll be united&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;And I know that we can be so amazin'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;And bein' in your life is gonna change me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;And now I can see every single possibility&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;And someday I know it'll all turn out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;And I'll work to work it out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Promise you kid I’ll give more than I get&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Than I get, than I get, than I get&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Oh, you know it'll all turn out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;And you'll make me work so we can work to work it out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;And promise you kid to give so much more than I get,  yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I just haven't met you yet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I just haven't met you yet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Oh, promise you kid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;To give so much more than I get&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I just haven't met you yet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I just haven't met you yet!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 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so its time to take guesses to where &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;YOU&lt;/span&gt; think I will go!  Just comment with your guess and I will put it on the map!  A treat for whoever guesses the closest!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SyciiAUk__I/AAAAAAAAAo8/mME1XDWac70/s1600-h/usa948c.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 219px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SyciiAUk__I/AAAAAAAAAo8/mME1XDWac70/s320/usa948c.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415335044533518322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SyciZ4WnIvI/AAAAAAAAAo0/NNSv1A8AThM/s1600-h/world-map.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 208px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SyciZ4WnIvI/AAAAAAAAAo0/NNSv1A8AThM/s320/world-map.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415334904955609842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;P.S. &lt;/span&gt;My call should come second or third week in &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;JANUARY&lt;/span&gt; so you better guess right!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/193686370679383767-7897576163074495818?l=erintiggpage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erintiggpage.blogspot.com/feeds/7897576163074495818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=193686370679383767&amp;postID=7897576163074495818' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193686370679383767/posts/default/7897576163074495818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193686370679383767/posts/default/7897576163074495818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erintiggpage.blogspot.com/2009/12/to-those-of-you-who-read-my-blog.html' title='To those of you who read my blog:'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05327497158776873420</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/_G_uzxAVe8gg/S7gSB7uUF8I/AAAAAAAAAp4/uCmIBzyqO4c/S220/IMG_2640.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SyciiAUk__I/AAAAAAAAAo8/mME1XDWac70/s72-c/usa948c.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-193686370679383767.post-7572103205110997826</id><published>2009-12-11T11:38:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T12:49:15.827-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saddest Day of my LIFE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So with the recent events of going on a mission, I have decided to sell my car. It kind of makes me want to cry.  I have loved my car and bonded with it and I will be so sad to see it go.  Granted, we could keep it and just keep paying the payment while I'm gone and I see the pros about that...but I also think its kind of a waste of money for a car that will just sit there for 18 months.  It is kind of exciting cause when I get back I can get a new car (well, new to me) and get to have the opportunity of bonding with another car all over again...but I HATE car shopping...its so stressful!  But, its the smartest thing to do to sell it and save the money for the next 18 months.  I'll cry, I'll be honest.  I love my car.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SyKg844g9hI/AAAAAAAAAoc/Msx4HQGKPjg/s1600-h/n648422308_1004778_6887.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SyKg844g9hI/AAAAAAAAAoc/Msx4HQGKPjg/s320/n648422308_1004778_6887.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414066669974779410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The day I brought her home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This car has gotten me through (almost) two winters and it does FANTASTIC in the snow!  Two trips to California...one for Spring Break, one for a friend's wedding.  Its a phenomenal road trip car.  Plenty of room in the trunk, back seat is roomy even with the front seats all the way back, and the ride is so smooth you barely feel anything.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SyKhmZDn-6I/AAAAAAAAAok/ZILIOkn4L5g/s1600-h/n648422308_1663380_3880766.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/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SyKhmZDn-6I/AAAAAAAAAok/ZILIOkn4L5g/s320/n648422308_1663380_3880766.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414067382985948066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Spring Break 2009...Southern California&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the gas mileage...talk about amazing!  Its a V6 engine and it gets an average of 32 miles to the gallon just with regular driving.  On the long drive to California, it gets an average of about 40!  LOVE IT! I have never had a single problem or a single complaint about my car.  I have loved it and would recommend a G6 to anyone!  Fabulous car!  I'll miss it so much!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/193686370679383767-7572103205110997826?l=erintiggpage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erintiggpage.blogspot.com/feeds/7572103205110997826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=193686370679383767&amp;postID=7572103205110997826' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193686370679383767/posts/default/7572103205110997826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193686370679383767/posts/default/7572103205110997826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erintiggpage.blogspot.com/2009/12/saddest-day-of-my-life.html' title='Saddest Day of my LIFE!'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05327497158776873420</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/_G_uzxAVe8gg/S7gSB7uUF8I/AAAAAAAAAp4/uCmIBzyqO4c/S220/IMG_2640.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SyKg844g9hI/AAAAAAAAAoc/Msx4HQGKPjg/s72-c/n648422308_1004778_6887.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-193686370679383767.post-4573323776214645348</id><published>2009-12-04T13:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T13:16:28.325-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Confession...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/Sxl53JgnVMI/AAAAAAAAAoU/fE1pLf5ogvU/s1600-h/Jacob-Black-team-jacob-6370903-320-.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/Sxl53JgnVMI/AAAAAAAAAoU/fE1pLf5ogvU/s320/Jacob-Black-team-jacob-6370903-320-.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411490415614842050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;So, my wonderful cousin Katie, knowing I needed a night out, invited me to go see New Moon with her last night.  I was the only single girl there...everyone else was married with 2+ kids.  Thats ok though, I really needed it and I am forever grateful that Katie and I are close enough that she knew that.  And I am going to be honest...I was impressed!  Not only was Jacob yummylishess but the movie was better than I expected.  Yes, I have read the books, yes I saw Twilight and I was NOT impressed to say the least.  And I think that the actor/actress that they chose for Bella and Edward are awkward and emotionless.  Not to mention...Robert Pattinson is U-G-L-Y!!!  But New Moon was a surprise.  I thought Kristen Stewart did a better job in New Moon than in Twilight...but then again she is supposed to be depressed the majority of the movie so she has that down pat.  All except for the end...could you show just a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;" &gt;LITTLE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; happiness that the love of your life is back in town and you two are together?  And Robert...ENOUGH with the stressed-out-I-have-to-protect-you-all-the-time act...SMILE for pete's sake!  You are supposed to LOVE Bella!  By the end of the movie...I had officially switched over to Team Jacob.  Who could resist those brooding eyes or washboard abs?  NOT me...and I don't know how Bella did either. If I had the choice...it wouldn't be Edward...especially when you put the two next to each other with their shirts off.  JACOB! JACOB! JACOB!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///Users/Sam/Desktop/images-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/193686370679383767-4573323776214645348?l=erintiggpage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erintiggpage.blogspot.com/feeds/4573323776214645348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=193686370679383767&amp;postID=4573323776214645348' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193686370679383767/posts/default/4573323776214645348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193686370679383767/posts/default/4573323776214645348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erintiggpage.blogspot.com/2009/12/confession.html' title='Confession...'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05327497158776873420</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/_G_uzxAVe8gg/S7gSB7uUF8I/AAAAAAAAAp4/uCmIBzyqO4c/S220/IMG_2640.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/Sxl53JgnVMI/AAAAAAAAAoU/fE1pLf5ogvU/s72-c/Jacob-Black-team-jacob-6370903-320-.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-193686370679383767.post-3573872321357749658</id><published>2009-12-01T09:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T09:45:30.475-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tis the Season for Joy</title><content type='html'>At least its supposed to be.  The last week has been really rough and I really wish that there were something to look forward to.  Usually this time of year is happy and fun with time to spend with family and friends.  Right now I want to crawl in a hole and cry.  Or just not get out of bed.  I know that life isn't supposed to be fair...but let me just add a 10-year-old-esque whine in here: This is TOTALLY unfair. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am once again let down without any answers other than "I don't know what else to say."  And sorry just didn't cut it.  As I sat there on the phone and bawled my eyes out, knowing things were officially over, I didn't feel like 'sorry' was really heartfelt.  There was only callousness on the other end.  There wasn't even the decency to be in private.  Just once I wish I held at least a couple of the cards.  But when it comes to this, I never have.  Its never been up to me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really could use something to look forward to...something to keep me going.  Right now all I have is halted mission plans and moving home.  I'm to the point where I don't want to hold things together anymore.  I don't want to put on a brave front and act like everything will be ok.  Because right now...everything is NOT ok.  So if I don't smile, if I don't reply to you with some cheerful remark, if you feel like I've been especially rude to you, or if I completely ignore you I apologize in advance.  I really don't mean it.  I know that I shouldn't, but I'm going to just take the time I need to sulk and be alone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really am grateful for the friends and family I have right now though...its times like these that you learn who really cares about you and who means the most.  I love all of you who have been there for me when I needed a shoulder to cry on or just some time to vent.  Thank you for being there for me. One thing I am sure of: As we move into yet another holiday season, I am truly gratful for my Savior and for the sacrifice he made for me.  I would not be able to survive life right now if I did not have that knowledge.  I don't want to do the big gatherings and parties and presents and bows this year...Just some quiet time to be with family is all I need right now.  Where I don't have to put on a front and I can be surrounded by people who truly care.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/193686370679383767-3573872321357749658?l=erintiggpage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erintiggpage.blogspot.com/feeds/3573872321357749658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=193686370679383767&amp;postID=3573872321357749658' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193686370679383767/posts/default/3573872321357749658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193686370679383767/posts/default/3573872321357749658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erintiggpage.blogspot.com/2009/12/tis-season-for-joy.html' title='Tis the Season for Joy'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05327497158776873420</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/_G_uzxAVe8gg/S7gSB7uUF8I/AAAAAAAAAp4/uCmIBzyqO4c/S220/IMG_2640.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-193686370679383767.post-624908389092723386</id><published>2009-11-23T04:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T04:30:36.031-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sad day indeed</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I hate that I can't sleep and that my tummy hurts and its 5:30 am... The end of my update.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/193686370679383767-624908389092723386?l=erintiggpage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erintiggpage.blogspot.com/feeds/624908389092723386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=193686370679383767&amp;postID=624908389092723386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193686370679383767/posts/default/624908389092723386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193686370679383767/posts/default/624908389092723386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erintiggpage.blogspot.com/2009/11/sad-day-indeed.html' title='Sad day indeed'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05327497158776873420</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/_G_uzxAVe8gg/S7gSB7uUF8I/AAAAAAAAAp4/uCmIBzyqO4c/S220/IMG_2640.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-193686370679383767.post-6163427103447560709</id><published>2009-11-22T19:05:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T19:12:34.815-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Princess Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;On Thursday I got to spend time with these two cuties, Mia and Andie, and I loved every minute of it!  They are so cute!  Mia was energetic and fun as usual and I loved being able to snuggle Andie for most of the morning!  Here are a few pictures I was able to take on my phone...I really need to get a new camera...but these are great quality anyway :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/Swn8QUejH8I/AAAAAAAAAoM/7cUOnPIzdpw/s1600/phone+184.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/Swn8QUejH8I/AAAAAAAAAoM/7cUOnPIzdpw/s320/phone+184.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407130184939937730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/Swn8QBi1haI/AAAAAAAAAoE/E7OKru6khFg/s1600/phone+178.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/_G_uzxAVe8gg/Swn8QBi1haI/AAAAAAAAAoE/E7OKru6khFg/s320/phone+178.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407130179857647010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/Swn8P47w2RI/AAAAAAAAAn8/F_m4HZYMnjk/s1600/phone+179.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/Swn8P47w2RI/AAAAAAAAAn8/F_m4HZYMnjk/s320/phone+179.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407130177546279186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/Swn8PsRihQI/AAAAAAAAAn0/z7V56W9GibU/s1600/phone+174.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/Swn8PsRihQI/AAAAAAAAAn0/z7V56W9GibU/s320/phone+174.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407130174147953922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/Swn8PUTlbVI/AAAAAAAAAns/6Y1HxXB84w8/s1600/phone+181.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/Swn8PUTlbVI/AAAAAAAAAns/6Y1HxXB84w8/s320/phone+181.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407130167714082130" 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/193686370679383767-6163427103447560709?l=erintiggpage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erintiggpage.blogspot.com/feeds/6163427103447560709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=193686370679383767&amp;postID=6163427103447560709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193686370679383767/posts/default/6163427103447560709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193686370679383767/posts/default/6163427103447560709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erintiggpage.blogspot.com/2009/11/princess-time.html' title='Princess Time'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05327497158776873420</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/_G_uzxAVe8gg/S7gSB7uUF8I/AAAAAAAAAp4/uCmIBzyqO4c/S220/IMG_2640.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/Swn8QUejH8I/AAAAAAAAAoM/7cUOnPIzdpw/s72-c/phone+184.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-193686370679383767.post-352716491780899373</id><published>2009-11-04T15:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T15:39:36.077-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SILENCE!..... I have an announcemet!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I thought maybe since I have started the process I should start telling people...only a handful know and for some reason I still haven't felt the need to shout it from the rooftops.  So for those of you that DON'T know...no you aren't WAY out of the loop...and for those of you that already know...sorry you have to read a post of news you already know.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Now enough of the suspense....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I, Erin Page, as of next week, will be.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;" &gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SvIPyM6BGlI/AAAAAAAAAnU/RdnBJO3O08k/s1600-h/missionary_name_tag.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 233px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SvIPyM6BGlI/AAAAAAAAAnU/RdnBJO3O08k/s320/missionary_name_tag.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400396258303089234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yes, folks its true.  Papers are started.  They will be in next week. I am SUPER excited!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/193686370679383767-352716491780899373?l=erintiggpage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erintiggpage.blogspot.com/feeds/352716491780899373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=193686370679383767&amp;postID=352716491780899373' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193686370679383767/posts/default/352716491780899373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193686370679383767/posts/default/352716491780899373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erintiggpage.blogspot.com/2009/11/silence-i-have-announcemet.html' title='SILENCE!..... I have an announcemet!!!!!'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05327497158776873420</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/_G_uzxAVe8gg/S7gSB7uUF8I/AAAAAAAAAp4/uCmIBzyqO4c/S220/IMG_2640.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SvIPyM6BGlI/AAAAAAAAAnU/RdnBJO3O08k/s72-c/missionary_name_tag.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-193686370679383767.post-8335893975628254501</id><published>2009-10-05T19:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T20:01:29.706-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Honest to a fault...</title><content type='html'>My friend Emily tagged me in the Honest Blogger Tag. Here are the rules: List ten honest things about myself and tag 10 other &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;bloggers&lt;/span&gt; who I think are honest in their blogging to do the same!  Happy reading!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1-I am a pack rat.  I have a really hard time just throwing things away...I have to literally force myself to throw out notes, wedding announcements (sorry girls...so much clutter though!), lists, etc, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2-I don't match my socks...because it takes so much time to fold socks, I end up just stuffing them in the drawer and when it comes time to put on my socks I just grab two and put them on.  Jared's mom loves it so much she has started buying me socks.  It cracks me up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3-I am a closet curser. What can I say, I love a good swear word every now and then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4-I am taking the funnest class right now, Human Sexuality.  I love it and I am not ashamed to admit that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5-#1 addiction: Carmex Chapstick.  Can't live without it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6-I could sleep and no nothing all day easily...its very, very bad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7-I hate being wet.  I know weird, but its the honest truth.  My showers are never long and if I can avoid it I won't go swimming or get in water fights.  Its just not fun to me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8-I love the Disney Channel.  Its one of my favorites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9-I'm a sucker for a good romance novel... I know, sappy, but it just makes me so happy that they all end with their "soulmate" in the end..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10-Honestly, I hate tags like this.  They take so much time to do, but I love reading others' tags that I do them so that other people will have the same joy reading mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tag: Teigan Benson, Shannon Jex, Katie Hansen, Ashley Baugh, Brynne Burton, Tia Bowen, Jamie Sain, Heidi Madsen...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/193686370679383767-8335893975628254501?l=erintiggpage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erintiggpage.blogspot.com/feeds/8335893975628254501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=193686370679383767&amp;postID=8335893975628254501' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193686370679383767/posts/default/8335893975628254501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193686370679383767/posts/default/8335893975628254501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erintiggpage.blogspot.com/2009/10/honest-to-fault.html' title='Honest to a fault...'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05327497158776873420</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/_G_uzxAVe8gg/S7gSB7uUF8I/AAAAAAAAAp4/uCmIBzyqO4c/S220/IMG_2640.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-193686370679383767.post-6240898213226118467</id><published>2009-09-24T13:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T14:08:23.782-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fall and all that comes with it...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So I am currently sitting in the gorgeous UVU library...according to Jared I'm "studying" but I'm obviously not.  I'll get there eventually...  I just felt the need to blog stalk and in the midst of it all I decided it was time to update my blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Life it good.  I couldn't ask for anything more.  I have a wonderful boyfriend who is so good to me...I didn't think I would ever be so blessed!  I also can't believe its been three months already...wow does time fly!  Fall is here and with it a respite from the heat of summer and the changing of the leaves.  This is one of my favorite times of year.  Things are beginning to settle into a routine...school, homework, boy, family, etc.  &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;THANKSGIVING&lt;/span&gt; is only a mere two months away (for those of you who are unaware, this is my favorite holiday BY FAR...I can't wait...), and what's better than food and family you love all in one day?!  I don't think there is anything else.  Jared has recently been teaching me to ride a motorcycle and its been so fun!  I was terrified at first but the more I get the hang of it and the better I get the more I love it!  And it'll be something that we can do together so I'm really excited about that (no pics yet...I know I'm horrible at that part.  I used to be so good but my camera broke and with no job that's at the bottom of the expenses list.  I'm hoping for Christmas or birthday I can get a new one...).  I have the best roommates ever and I am so glad that we all get along so well.  Of course we have our moments sometimes (five girls in one apt...enough said) but we all love each other and we don't petty little things get in the way of what means the most.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I know this is like the cheesiet post I've ever done...but I just feel so blessed recently and life is so good I couldn't help but share :) Hope you are all having a fabulous September!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/193686370679383767-6240898213226118467?l=erintiggpage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erintiggpage.blogspot.com/feeds/6240898213226118467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=193686370679383767&amp;postID=6240898213226118467' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193686370679383767/posts/default/6240898213226118467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193686370679383767/posts/default/6240898213226118467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erintiggpage.blogspot.com/2009/09/fall-and-all-that-comes-with-it.html' title='Fall and all that comes with it...'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05327497158776873420</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/_G_uzxAVe8gg/S7gSB7uUF8I/AAAAAAAAAp4/uCmIBzyqO4c/S220/IMG_2640.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-193686370679383767.post-1252072901767995976</id><published>2009-09-05T21:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T22:22:38.951-07:00</updated><title type='text'>USA!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;After a month of trying to get tickets...I was finally able to score some for the USA vs El Salvador World Cup Qualifier Soccer Game at Rio Tinto Stadium on September 5th!!!  I surprised Jared and he had NO CLUE I had been planning this.  It was so fun and SO worth seeing the smile on his face when we got to the stadium!  USA totally kicked butt and El Salvador put up a good fight...but we managed to stay on top with a 2 to 1 ending score!  Here are some pics!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SqNFmyr6N1I/AAAAAAAAAmg/K8YxIZq1MmQ/s320/USA+Soccer+Game+001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SqNFnQphddI/AAAAAAAAAmo/RgO35VP9URI/s320/USA+Soccer+Game+012.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SqNFobAf4XI/AAAAAAAAAmw/qDu0bxEBU1c/s320/USA+Soccer+Game+007.JPG" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SqNFo1Vg7yI/AAAAAAAAAm4/bcZy5cw0oYw/s1600-h/USA+Soccer+Game+020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SqNFptg_X5I/AAAAAAAAAnA/U4uHHALUKho/s320/USA+Soccer+Game+017.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/193686370679383767-1252072901767995976?l=erintiggpage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erintiggpage.blogspot.com/feeds/1252072901767995976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=193686370679383767&amp;postID=1252072901767995976' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193686370679383767/posts/default/1252072901767995976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193686370679383767/posts/default/1252072901767995976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erintiggpage.blogspot.com/2009/09/usa.html' title='USA!!!!!'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05327497158776873420</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/_G_uzxAVe8gg/S7gSB7uUF8I/AAAAAAAAAp4/uCmIBzyqO4c/S220/IMG_2640.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SqNFmyr6N1I/AAAAAAAAAmg/K8YxIZq1MmQ/s72-c/USA+Soccer+Game+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-193686370679383767.post-8394445058772978103</id><published>2009-08-25T17:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T17:40:23.982-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Letter to Those Who Read My Blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Dear Reader, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;School officially starts tomorrow.  And although its the start of, hopefully, the downward slope in my schooling, it is also the official end of summer.  Its kind of a bummer to be honest.  I know a lot of people that are really excited for school to start but I am just not one of them right now.  This summer has been so much fun that I am really sad for it to end.  Let me give you a quick recap of my summer...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;*I moved back to Village with some girls I absolutely love!  They are, hands down, the best roommates I have ever had.  It has been so fun getting to know them more and getting to spend time with them.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;*I took a few summer classes at UVU and I proud to report that all of them went really well.  I got a wonderful two week break at the end that I enjoyed so much!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;*I got to go to California...yet again...for the Kyle and Erin Sawyer wedding.  It was such a blast going with the E1209 girls!  Wish I could go back...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;*Work brought on some new challenges and I am proud of myself for keeping my mouth shut and plugging forward...even though I wanted to quit most of the time.  I am very grateful to have a job and so I have stuck with it.  Summer is now over and the outside is closed...Hallelujah.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;*Don't forget the fateful day when I had clothes stolen from my apartment complex's laundry room...all of my nice clothes in that load were unrecovered, sad to say, and I am slowly replacing everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;*Rodeos and Family get togethers anyone?  We had plenty of those this summer and it was a blast!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;*Fire, Water, Ice Festival in 54 degree weather?  You bet!  And we survived yet another year with no major injuries and only a FEW cases of hypothermia.  And the fireworks were amazing, as always.  Not to mention the fact that we were home at 12:30...that is a record!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;*My senior year award from the swim team "So many boys, so little time" rang true for me this summer.  At the beginning there was one I had my eye on and things STARTED out well...didn't end all that great.  I was bummed...until about a month ago.  Those of you that talk to me often are probably sick of hearing it but Jared and I are back together and its been the best!  Just one more evidence that things are on the Lord's time and not ours.  I couldn't be happier.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;*With the summer ending, Melissa, my shared-roommate moved out and I was super sad!  And a little nervous for the new girl to move in.  But I was blessed with a wonderful roommate Megan. She is a sweetheart and I am so grateful I did not get a crazy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;*The dedication of the Utah Oquirrh Mountain Temple was incredible and I was once again reminded what a great place we live in to have 7 temples within and hour of each other.  We are so blessed!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;*My family is amazing and my brother, Cameron, is getting ready to sign his papers for the Army Special Forces.  I am so proud of him and I am honored to have a brother fighting for my freedom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;And with that, summer ends.  It has been a very eventful and amazing summer and I have a feeling that the next couple semesters and years are going to be just as eventful.  I hope all of you out there in blogging land are geared up for school and the onset of Winter very soon.  Its all going by so fast it boggles my mind.  Sometimes I just wish life would slow down enough that I could look at each individual moment and really cherish them.  Good luck to all of you in your endeavors in the near future!  My thoughts, prayers, and love are always with you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Love, Erin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/193686370679383767-8394445058772978103?l=erintiggpage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erintiggpage.blogspot.com/feeds/8394445058772978103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=193686370679383767&amp;postID=8394445058772978103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193686370679383767/posts/default/8394445058772978103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193686370679383767/posts/default/8394445058772978103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erintiggpage.blogspot.com/2009/08/end-of-freedom.html' title='A Letter to Those Who Read My Blog'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05327497158776873420</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/_G_uzxAVe8gg/S7gSB7uUF8I/AAAAAAAAAp4/uCmIBzyqO4c/S220/IMG_2640.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-193686370679383767.post-8365106592074766916</id><published>2009-08-17T19:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T20:43:54.193-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Top 10 reasons why life is amazing right now...</title><content type='html'>Ten: My bed...as simple as this seems, I have done a lot of camping lately and its starting to take a toll on my hips (I sound like an old woman...) so at this moment in time I am VERY grateful for my bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SoohHp1IPJI/AAAAAAAAAkw/Bhf5ESPfYUw/s1600-h/comfy+bed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SoohHp1IPJI/AAAAAAAAAkw/Bhf5ESPfYUw/s320/comfy+bed.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371141920964230290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nine: Being able to go to the temple.  What an opportunity!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SooiesJrbeI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/ba3s-QM4Duo/s1600-h/provo+temple.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SooiesJrbeI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/ba3s-QM4Duo/s320/provo+temple.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371143416235912674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eight: Hand-me-downs from roommates.  Especially when they keep you toasty warm on a frosty campout.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SooifZARDZI/AAAAAAAAAlg/8SMJpAsITto/s1600-h/winter-camping.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 208px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SooifZARDZI/AAAAAAAAAlg/8SMJpAsITto/s320/winter-camping.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371143428276030866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seven: Being able to cook.  I take it for granted every day but I am so grateful that I grew up learning how to cook. It has come in handy recently that I am able to whip up meals really fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SoohIAz37cI/AAAAAAAAAk4/76nyh8m28ls/s1600-h/food2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SoohIAz37cI/AAAAAAAAAk4/76nyh8m28ls/s320/food2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371141927132982722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Six: My family.  I have the greatest immediate and extended family on the planet.  Go Scoffields!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SooigN1NyLI/AAAAAAAAAlo/_G8U3nP8LyA/s1600-h/thanksgivinganddoor+092.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/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SooigN1NyLI/AAAAAAAAAlo/_G8U3nP8LyA/s320/thanksgivinganddoor+092.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371143442456758450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Five: Gas prices being cheap...at least cheaper than last summer.  Honestly, I hear people complain all the time about gas being 2.60$ a gallon...really people?! Be grateful you aren't paying 4$ a LITER!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SoohIzFhbLI/AAAAAAAAAlA/sbIxcr4KjFs/s1600-h/gas-pump.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 248px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SoohIzFhbLI/AAAAAAAAAlA/sbIxcr4KjFs/s320/gas-pump.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371141940628778162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four: The Gospel.  I have always been grateful for the Gospel in my life but right now I am especially grateful for it.  What an amazing thing we have!!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SoohG_X9tNI/AAAAAAAAAko/Uolbf4lUFuQ/s1600-h/christus_statue_temple_square_salt_lake_city.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/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SoohG_X9tNI/AAAAAAAAAko/Uolbf4lUFuQ/s320/christus_statue_temple_square_salt_lake_city.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371141909567616210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three: The country that I live in and the freedoms I enjoy. We are so blessed and we have so much that most of us aren't even grateful for and never even think about.  Its time we start realizing what we have and be thankful for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SooiezGbR5I/AAAAAAAAAlY/LNzVfqzeEhY/s1600-h/usa-freedom2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SooiezGbR5I/AAAAAAAAAlY/LNzVfqzeEhY/s320/usa-freedom2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371143418101319570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two: My wonderful roommates!  They are the best and I love them oodles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SooigtBm7wI/AAAAAAAAAlw/TLAa_tM8LcE/s1600-h/rodeo%26fathersday+023.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/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SooigtBm7wI/AAAAAAAAAlw/TLAa_tM8LcE/s320/rodeo%26fathersday+023.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371143450830237442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One: The love of my life, Jared Smith.  Thanks for all you do, babe!  You are my whole life and my whole world and I have no clue what I would do without you!  I love you tons!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SoohJTPMlBI/AAAAAAAAAlI/7cPMxFR68G0/s1600-h/jaredandi.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/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SoohJTPMlBI/AAAAAAAAAlI/7cPMxFR68G0/s320/jaredandi.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371141949259289618" 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/193686370679383767-8365106592074766916?l=erintiggpage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erintiggpage.blogspot.com/feeds/8365106592074766916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=193686370679383767&amp;postID=8365106592074766916' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193686370679383767/posts/default/8365106592074766916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193686370679383767/posts/default/8365106592074766916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erintiggpage.blogspot.com/2009/08/top-10-reasons-why-life-is-amazing.html' title='Top 10 reasons why life is amazing right now...'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05327497158776873420</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/_G_uzxAVe8gg/S7gSB7uUF8I/AAAAAAAAAp4/uCmIBzyqO4c/S220/IMG_2640.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SoohHp1IPJI/AAAAAAAAAkw/Bhf5ESPfYUw/s72-c/comfy+bed.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-193686370679383767.post-2487822081385105784</id><published>2009-07-30T00:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T00:36:06.717-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FOR SELL.......</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SnFMfPAYlKI/AAAAAAAAAkg/puH7-Tk8gqA/s1600-h/manti,squaw,board+190.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SnFMfPAYlKI/AAAAAAAAAkg/puH7-Tk8gqA/s320/manti,squaw,board+190.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364152730662769826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SnFMe6fTwGI/AAAAAAAAAkY/dX4lavu9RDI/s1600-h/manti,squaw,board+172.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SnFMe6fTwGI/AAAAAAAAAkY/dX4lavu9RDI/s320/manti,squaw,board+172.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364152725155332194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SnFMeeHHQNI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/zo2-xgxfi5M/s1600-h/manti,squaw,board+166.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SnFMeeHHQNI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/zo2-xgxfi5M/s320/manti,squaw,board+166.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364152717537657042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SnFMeIg3lbI/AAAAAAAAAkI/KvhHKC4AIWI/s1600-h/manti,squaw,board+154.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SnFMeIg3lbI/AAAAAAAAAkI/KvhHKC4AIWI/s320/manti,squaw,board+154.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364152711740102066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SnFMduIayNI/AAAAAAAAAkA/o6DSI7FfvO0/s1600-h/manti,squaw,board+136.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SnFMduIayNI/AAAAAAAAAkA/o6DSI7FfvO0/s320/manti,squaw,board+136.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364152704658229458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm selling my baby :'( But I really need the money right now.  Alibi 148 snowboard with Ride bindings-300$.  Been used three times, still has factory wax, not a scratch on it.  32 Prion size 8 boots...Perfect condition, 150$.  Package deal 400$.  Spread the word.  Need to sell ASAP!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/193686370679383767-2487822081385105784?l=erintiggpage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erintiggpage.blogspot.com/feeds/2487822081385105784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=193686370679383767&amp;postID=2487822081385105784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193686370679383767/posts/default/2487822081385105784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193686370679383767/posts/default/2487822081385105784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erintiggpage.blogspot.com/2009/07/for-sell.html' title='FOR SELL.......'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05327497158776873420</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/_G_uzxAVe8gg/S7gSB7uUF8I/AAAAAAAAAp4/uCmIBzyqO4c/S220/IMG_2640.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SnFMfPAYlKI/AAAAAAAAAkg/puH7-Tk8gqA/s72-c/manti,squaw,board+190.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-193686370679383767.post-4946838572710081386</id><published>2009-07-09T12:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T12:53:45.318-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Taking Donations.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;With the sudden event of my clothes being stolen from the laundry room at my apt complex, I am now taking donations for the "Replace Erin's Clothes Fund." There is a slim chance that my clothing will be recovered and it is very sad!  I am a poor struggling college student who can barely afford food...let alone replacing a quarter of my wardrobe.  If you feel so inclined to donate let me know :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;P.S.  You really don't need to donate...I just thought this would be a cute way to tell you all how exciting my day was yesterday.  I have filed a theft report with the Orem Police Department and we are still working on getting a copy of the video to them.  Yes, the little creeps were caught on tape.  Makes me angry all over again every time I watch it.  My clothes weren't the only ones stolen...the creeps took someone else's as well.  I hope they get whats coming to them.  The Officer this morning even said that if we do catch them, he will turn his head so that I can bloody their noses and kick them in the.........yeah hahaha!  And yes...thats exactly how the cop put it :o) great man...great man...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/193686370679383767-4946838572710081386?l=erintiggpage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erintiggpage.blogspot.com/feeds/4946838572710081386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=193686370679383767&amp;postID=4946838572710081386' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193686370679383767/posts/default/4946838572710081386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193686370679383767/posts/default/4946838572710081386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erintiggpage.blogspot.com/2009/07/taking-donations.html' title='Taking Donations.'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05327497158776873420</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/_G_uzxAVe8gg/S7gSB7uUF8I/AAAAAAAAAp4/uCmIBzyqO4c/S220/IMG_2640.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-193686370679383767.post-8575656770671842998</id><published>2009-06-23T10:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T11:25:42.377-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The weekend in pictures...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So instead of telling you what happened over the weekend...I'm just gonna show you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Friday night...Strawberry Days Rodeo with the roommates...and it wouldn't be any fun unless we took a buttload of pictures!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SkERBJa6LOI/AAAAAAAAAhY/zEV16yUzOC8/s1600-h/rodeo%26fathersday+002.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/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SkERBJa6LOI/AAAAAAAAAhY/zEV16yUzOC8/s320/rodeo%26fathersday+002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350576543699184866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SkERCHDd1-I/AAAAAAAAAhw/DXq3zgnOF_I/s1600-h/rodeo%26fathersday+023.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/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SkERCHDd1-I/AAAAAAAAAhw/DXq3zgnOF_I/s320/rodeo%26fathersday+023.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350576560243857378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SkERB79BGsI/AAAAAAAAAho/obdFiykL2Ko/s1600-h/rodeo%26fathersday+022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SkERB79BGsI/AAAAAAAAAho/obdFiykL2Ko/s320/rodeo%26fathersday+022.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350576557264018114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SkERBhR_z6I/AAAAAAAAAhg/VswjnALQK9w/s1600-h/rodeo%26fathersday+017.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/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SkERBhR_z6I/AAAAAAAAAhg/VswjnALQK9w/s320/rodeo%26fathersday+017.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350576550104256418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SkERgzJDmnI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/ajqjx0Ex3Bs/s1600-h/rodeo%26fathersday+035.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/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SkERgzJDmnI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/ajqjx0Ex3Bs/s320/rodeo%26fathersday+035.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350577087474539122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SkERCTbhc3I/AAAAAAAAAh4/72kV3CaCEVY/s1600-h/rodeo%26fathersday+034.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/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SkERCTbhc3I/AAAAAAAAAh4/72kV3CaCEVY/s320/rodeo%26fathersday+034.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350576563565982578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SkERgu_4wHI/AAAAAAAAAiI/S-UFvYae2l0/s1600-h/rodeo%26fathersday+058.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/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SkERgu_4wHI/AAAAAAAAAiI/S-UFvYae2l0/s320/rodeo%26fathersday+058.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350577086362337394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SkERgWgjHYI/AAAAAAAAAiA/QWV5x0x1Kak/s1600-h/rodeo%26fathersday+047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SkERgWgjHYI/AAAAAAAAAiA/QWV5x0x1Kak/s320/rodeo%26fathersday+047.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350577079788445058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Saturday I stopped at Jahuga's work where they were doing a health fair...the funnest part was watching her dress up as a firefighter!  I've never seen someone so exicted!  She tops ANY six year old hand down!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SkET4h6GiJI/AAAAAAAAAjw/RZEGgSHDCuE/s1600-h/fire5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SkET4h6GiJI/AAAAAAAAAjw/RZEGgSHDCuE/s320/fire5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350579694188529810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SkET4KRgANI/AAAAAAAAAjg/jYTtTOIdb3A/s1600-h/fire3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SkET4KRgANI/AAAAAAAAAjg/jYTtTOIdb3A/s320/fire3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350579687844217042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SkET31mj9II/AAAAAAAAAjQ/XEptzZBT0Ko/s1600-h/fire.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/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SkET31mj9II/AAAAAAAAAjQ/XEptzZBT0Ko/s320/fire.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350579682295411842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SkET4BovnUI/AAAAAAAAAjY/AVzXjtGnz1g/s1600-h/fire2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SkET4BovnUI/AAAAAAAAAjY/AVzXjtGnz1g/s320/fire2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350579685525790018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SkET4X0UU6I/AAAAAAAAAjo/n7Hw4XqxUxw/s1600-h/fire4.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/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SkET4X0UU6I/AAAAAAAAAjo/n7Hw4XqxUxw/s320/fire4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350579691479913378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And then Father's Day at the Grandparents...I didn't take very many pictures...but I did manage to get a few great ones of Bennet and Mia of course!  Oh...and the lovely one of my mom...she is a character...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SkERhcChTpI/AAAAAAAAAiY/FLszkWcfzpo/s1600-h/rodeo%26fathersday+072.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/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SkERhcChTpI/AAAAAAAAAiY/FLszkWcfzpo/s320/rodeo%26fathersday+072.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350577098452979346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SkES_5IE0_I/AAAAAAAAAi4/ku8vOTrvzTE/s1600-h/rodeo%26fathersday+086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SkES_5IE0_I/AAAAAAAAAi4/ku8vOTrvzTE/s320/rodeo%26fathersday+086.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350578721168610290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SkES_DD71eI/AAAAAAAAAio/rro-Imv7eZE/s1600-h/rodeo%26fathersday+088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SkES_DD71eI/AAAAAAAAAio/rro-Imv7eZE/s320/rodeo%26fathersday+088.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350578706655729122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SkERhgGWUFI/AAAAAAAAAig/3z5aN16RrD8/s1600-h/rodeo%26fathersday+081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SkERhgGWUFI/AAAAAAAAAig/3z5aN16RrD8/s320/rodeo%26fathersday+081.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350577099542777938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SkES_ofrs7I/AAAAAAAAAiw/8cB8nB7tnWA/s1600-h/rodeo%26fathersday+100.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/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SkES_ofrs7I/AAAAAAAAAiw/8cB8nB7tnWA/s320/rodeo%26fathersday+100.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350578716704224178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SkETABwLlCI/AAAAAAAAAjA/P7nyGLyho8o/s1600-h/rodeo%26fathersday+093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SkETABwLlCI/AAAAAAAAAjA/P7nyGLyho8o/s320/rodeo%26fathersday+093.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350578723484308514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SkEdqTG9NeI/AAAAAAAAAj4/5z0ZMEKdIBk/s1600-h/rodeo%26fathersday+115.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/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SkEdqTG9NeI/AAAAAAAAAj4/5z0ZMEKdIBk/s320/rodeo%26fathersday+115.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350590444814022114" 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/193686370679383767-8575656770671842998?l=erintiggpage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erintiggpage.blogspot.com/feeds/8575656770671842998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=193686370679383767&amp;postID=8575656770671842998' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193686370679383767/posts/default/8575656770671842998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193686370679383767/posts/default/8575656770671842998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erintiggpage.blogspot.com/2009/06/weekend-in-pictures.html' title='The weekend in pictures...'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05327497158776873420</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/_G_uzxAVe8gg/S7gSB7uUF8I/AAAAAAAAAp4/uCmIBzyqO4c/S220/IMG_2640.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SkERBJa6LOI/AAAAAAAAAhY/zEV16yUzOC8/s72-c/rodeo%26fathersday+002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-193686370679383767.post-5538481800969486140</id><published>2009-06-11T09:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T10:14:02.212-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4th time in 2 years</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yup...you guessed it...I went to California again!  When the opportunity comes to visit my favorite place on earth I just can't resist!!!!  This time, though, there was a purpose.  Erin Moffat and Kyle Sawyer got married on June 6!!!  The wedding was beautiful and the reception was a blast!  And so was the rest of the weekend!  None of us wanted to leave and we are sad that we are separated from our new best friends!  Thank you boys for making our weekend awesome!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SjE2wNiJLtI/AAAAAAAAAhA/8DDnqv6QyZI/s1600-h/4730_88636094098_685869098_1740881_1319981_n.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/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SjE2wNiJLtI/AAAAAAAAAhA/8DDnqv6QyZI/s320/4730_88636094098_685869098_1740881_1319981_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346114434559979218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The happy couple...Kyle and Erin Sawyer...Congrats you two!  We love you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SjE0a_U9d-I/AAAAAAAAAgA/ZytrqlyWb04/s1600-h/4441_87345290889_507075889_1824057_32322_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SjE0a_U9d-I/AAAAAAAAAgA/ZytrqlyWb04/s320/4441_87345290889_507075889_1824057_32322_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346111870946080738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Us girls at the temple...Me, Whitney, Meg, Jocelyn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SjE0a8qdgPI/AAAAAAAAAgI/UOSMdPF1tMw/s1600-h/4441_87345330889_507075889_1824062_2665543_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SjE0a8qdgPI/AAAAAAAAAgI/UOSMdPF1tMw/s320/4441_87345330889_507075889_1824062_2665543_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346111870230954226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;At the temple with Tyler...Me, Jocelyn, Tyler, Whitney, Meg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SjE3ArdAVPI/AAAAAAAAAhI/b1zYtN533Oo/s1600-h/jocandmeg.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/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SjE3ArdAVPI/AAAAAAAAAhI/b1zYtN533Oo/s320/jocandmeg.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346114717469398258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Meg and Jocelyn at Jerry's where we had lunch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SjE0bJQGObI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/0TiWWBDC4UQ/s1600-h/4441_87345360889_507075889_1824067_3336456_n.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/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SjE0bJQGObI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/0TiWWBDC4UQ/s320/4441_87345360889_507075889_1824067_3336456_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346111873610037682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Me and Whit at lunch at Jerry's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SjE0bbTvBMI/AAAAAAAAAgY/m27MNSiNd4k/s1600-h/4441_87345400889_507075889_1824073_7995984_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SjE0bbTvBMI/AAAAAAAAAgY/m27MNSiNd4k/s320/4441_87345400889_507075889_1824073_7995984_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346111878457132226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;At Diddy Riese where we got the yummiest ice cream sandwiches! Tyler, me, Meg, Jocelyn, and Whit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SjE1YVIdl3I/AAAAAAAAAgw/VJph5pwxiks/s1600-h/4441_87640790889_507075889_1830242_3724897_n.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/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SjE1YVIdl3I/AAAAAAAAAgw/VJph5pwxiks/s320/4441_87640790889_507075889_1830242_3724897_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346112924771260274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Had to get a couple last minute pictures...really we just didn't want to leave!  Jocelyn, Tyler, Me, Meg, Whit, Chad and Nate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SjE1Yd0sP2I/AAAAAAAAAgo/DZZySGq3v4E/s1600-h/4441_87345410889_507075889_1824075_3825706_n.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/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SjE1Yd0sP2I/AAAAAAAAAgo/DZZySGq3v4E/s320/4441_87345410889_507075889_1824075_3825706_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346112927104253794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Who doesn't like a good self timer picture!?  Jocelyn, Tyler, me, Meg, Whit, Nate, and Chad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SjE0bsFZB9I/AAAAAAAAAgg/E8RrPRu9cMo/s1600-h/4441_87345405889_507075889_1824074_7031400_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SjE0bsFZB9I/AAAAAAAAAgg/E8RrPRu9cMo/s320/4441_87345405889_507075889_1824074_7031400_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346111882960373714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Circle of friends!  (starting with me going clockwise) Me, Chad, Jocelyn, Nate, Whit, Meg, and Tyler.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/193686370679383767-5538481800969486140?l=erintiggpage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erintiggpage.blogspot.com/feeds/5538481800969486140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=193686370679383767&amp;postID=5538481800969486140' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193686370679383767/posts/default/5538481800969486140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193686370679383767/posts/default/5538481800969486140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erintiggpage.blogspot.com/2009/06/4th-time-in-2-years.html' title='4th time in 2 years'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05327497158776873420</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/_G_uzxAVe8gg/S7gSB7uUF8I/AAAAAAAAAp4/uCmIBzyqO4c/S220/IMG_2640.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SjE2wNiJLtI/AAAAAAAAAhA/8DDnqv6QyZI/s72-c/4730_88636094098_685869098_1740881_1319981_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-193686370679383767.post-6575529640718697953</id><published>2009-05-31T21:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T22:15:57.712-07:00</updated><title type='text'>God's Plan</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Its crazy how life can throw twists and turns your way and how those twists and turns remind you of what is most important in life.  Recently, of friend of my family passed away suddenly in a really bad car accident, leaving four kids and his wife behind.  It was such a shock.  But I also know, as much as it sucks, that it is part of Heavenly Father's plan for this family.  I can't begin to imagine what they are going through at this time in life and my prayers go out to them.  But the knowledge that they are a faithful family and that they are sealed for eternity in the temple brings immense comfort.  I am so grateful for my family.  I am grateful that my parents chose to be sealed for time and all eternity in the temple and that they haven chosen to teach us kids the gospel.  I am grateful that I chose, at the age of 8, to be baptized and to receive the Holy Ghost.  Without that companionship, I don't know where I would be.  I am grateful to my grandparents, both maternal and paternal, for teaching my parents the gospel and for teaching my parents how to be good parents.  I love them so much and don't know where I would be without them.  I am grateful for the friends that I have and for the support that they are to me.  I am grateful for the Prophet, President Monson, and is apostles and the rest of the General Authorities.  Their words of wisdom bring comfort and joy to my heart.  I am grateful that I live in a free country and that I am able to be a member of this church.  I am grateful to those who serve so that I CAN live in a free country.  They sacrifice their lives daily so that I can be free.  They are true heros.  I am grateful to my Lord and Savior Jesus Christ.  For his sacrifice for me.  I am grateful that He died so that my sins can be forgotten and that he was risen so that I can one day live again as well.  I am grateful for the scriptures and for the words that those prophets have passed down through the ages for us.  I am truly grateful for the Plan of Salvation.  It amazes me the knowledge that I have and that no matter what happens in this life, I will be able to live with my family always.  I am grateful I have the Gospel in my life. How blessed I am to know that my Heavenly Father and Savior love me.  How blessed I am to know that this is not it.  We will see our family members again. We will live and love and laugh with them into the eternities. I am amazed every time I think about that.  I am so grateful for God's infinite wisdom and for his plan.  Sometimes it may seem like life sucks and we are never going to get past what is going on in the moment.  But I do know that we will. My "problems" right now are so tiny compared to what my friend and her family are going through right now and I feel guilty for even complaining about the miniscule and unimportant things going on in my life.  I have my family. I have my parents. I have my friends.  I am healthy and well and I live in a free country.  There are so many worse things that I could be going through.  My prayers are with this family in their time of need that they will be able to feel the love of our Savior.  Be grateful for those around you and tell someone you love them today...you never know when you won't be able to tell them again.  I LOVE YOU ALL!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/193686370679383767-6575529640718697953?l=erintiggpage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erintiggpage.blogspot.com/feeds/6575529640718697953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=193686370679383767&amp;postID=6575529640718697953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193686370679383767/posts/default/6575529640718697953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193686370679383767/posts/default/6575529640718697953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erintiggpage.blogspot.com/2009/05/gods-plan.html' title='God&apos;s Plan'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05327497158776873420</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/_G_uzxAVe8gg/S7gSB7uUF8I/AAAAAAAAAp4/uCmIBzyqO4c/S220/IMG_2640.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-193686370679383767.post-7655403742923596647</id><published>2009-05-12T12:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T11:23:49.745-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I am lion, hear me roar!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SgxgRsk49yI/AAAAAAAAAf4/q1k4kZHl7rY/s1600-h/lion.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 250px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SgxgRsk49yI/AAAAAAAAAf4/q1k4kZHl7rY/s320/lion.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335745515667126050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This is about what my mood is right now...in a good way.  I am my own person!  Hear me!  There is nothing in the world stopping me right now!  I am a woman.  I am desirable.  Who are you to make me not feel that way. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="qo"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure.&lt;/span&gt; It is our light, not our darkness that most frightens us. We ask ourselves, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, fabulous?&lt;/span&gt; Actually, who are you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;em style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;not&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; to be? &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;You are a child of God&lt;/span&gt;. Your playing small does not serve the world. There is nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people won't feel insecure around you. We are all meant to shine, as children do. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;We were born to make manifest the glory of God that is within us.&lt;/span&gt; It's not just in some of us; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;it's in everyone&lt;/span&gt;. And as we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same. As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others." -Nelson Mandela&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/193686370679383767-7655403742923596647?l=erintiggpage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erintiggpage.blogspot.com/feeds/7655403742923596647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=193686370679383767&amp;postID=7655403742923596647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193686370679383767/posts/default/7655403742923596647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193686370679383767/posts/default/7655403742923596647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erintiggpage.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-am-lion-hear-me-roar.html' title='I am lion, hear me roar!'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05327497158776873420</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/_G_uzxAVe8gg/S7gSB7uUF8I/AAAAAAAAAp4/uCmIBzyqO4c/S220/IMG_2640.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SgxgRsk49yI/AAAAAAAAAf4/q1k4kZHl7rY/s72-c/lion.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-193686370679383767.post-8153643532793436361</id><published>2009-04-26T20:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T21:01:32.658-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Venting</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SfUsuvfWkmI/AAAAAAAAAfg/wa24XBEJkIk/s1600-h/leggings.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 233px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SfUsuvfWkmI/AAAAAAAAAfg/wa24XBEJkIk/s320/leggings.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329214915596423778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Leggings...Cute look.  I've been known to sport it myself from time to time.  But, ladies and gents, its NOT appropriate for Church!  I am sorry if you are reading this and you have sported this look at church...I'm not judging you...I am just not a fan of it for church.  It makes you lazy in how you sit and it is not Sunday best in my opinion.  I think of leggings as a way to get away with things while you are wearing a dress or skirt.  For instance, you can sit cross legged while wearing leggings.  You can't with a regular dress.  It really frustrates me to see the dresses get shorter and shorter on the girls and less and less modest for church... I really can't wait for the brethren to say something about it cause its really starting to tick me off.  Once again...I am not judging those of you who have sported this look and I am sorry if I have offended you with this post...I still love you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/193686370679383767-8153643532793436361?l=erintiggpage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erintiggpage.blogspot.com/feeds/8153643532793436361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=193686370679383767&amp;postID=8153643532793436361' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193686370679383767/posts/default/8153643532793436361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193686370679383767/posts/default/8153643532793436361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erintiggpage.blogspot.com/2009/04/venting.html' title='Venting'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05327497158776873420</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/_G_uzxAVe8gg/S7gSB7uUF8I/AAAAAAAAAp4/uCmIBzyqO4c/S220/IMG_2640.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SfUsuvfWkmI/AAAAAAAAAfg/wa24XBEJkIk/s72-c/leggings.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-193686370679383767.post-8640347024318859255</id><published>2009-04-25T23:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T23:56:42.215-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm not that girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;It seems lame to compare my life to a musical and I feel a little nerdy comparing it to WICKED of all things.  But its true...I'm not that girl.  I know I'm not.  He might not know that.  She might not know that.  But I'm not that girl.  She is...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm the girl with the golden hair...but she is the girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm the girl who wants more than ever to be with him...but she is the girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm the girl who thinks about him every minute...but she is the girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm the girl who chooses him over every other guy in my life hands down...but she is the girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm the girl who would do anything for him...but she is the girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm the girl who prays daily for him...but she is the girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm the girl who prays one day I might be the girl...but she is the girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm the girl who hopes that one day he'll notice...but she is the girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm the girl who wants him to come to her...but she is the girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm the girl who pines...but she is the girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm the girl who wishes things were different...but she is the girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm the girl who wants this...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SfQEKNH2RBI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/O1dzlF8wF0c/s1600-h/Fiyero.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 133px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SfQEKNH2RBI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/O1dzlF8wF0c/s200/Fiyero.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328888832453919762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;But I'm the girl who gets to watch this...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SfQEUhouUcI/AAAAAAAAAfY/nRzfcvW-KXM/s1600-h/DancingThroughLife.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 133px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SfQEUhouUcI/AAAAAAAAAfY/nRzfcvW-KXM/s200/DancingThroughLife.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328889009759211970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm not that girl. And in this musical there is no reprise with "the girl" singing the words I've sung before.  It ends with me continuing to sing the same words over and over........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hands touch, eyes meet&lt;br /&gt;Sudden silence, sudden heat&lt;br /&gt;Hearts leap in a giddy whirl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;He could be that boy&lt;br /&gt;But I'm not that girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't dream too far&lt;br /&gt;Don't lose sight of who you are&lt;br /&gt;Don't remember that rush of joy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;He could be that boy&lt;br /&gt;I'm not that girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every so often we long to steal&lt;br /&gt;To the land of what-might-have-been&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But that doesn't soften the ache we feel&lt;br /&gt;When reality sets back in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blithe smile, lithe limb&lt;br /&gt;She who's winsome, she wins him&lt;br /&gt;Gold hair with a gentle curl&lt;br /&gt;That's the girl he chose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And Heaven knows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm not that girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Don't wish, don't start&lt;br /&gt;Wishing only wounds the heart&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't born for the rose and the pearl&lt;br /&gt;There's a girl I know&lt;br /&gt;He loves her so&lt;br /&gt;I'm not that girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/193686370679383767-8640347024318859255?l=erintiggpage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erintiggpage.blogspot.com/feeds/8640347024318859255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=193686370679383767&amp;postID=8640347024318859255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193686370679383767/posts/default/8640347024318859255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193686370679383767/posts/default/8640347024318859255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erintiggpage.blogspot.com/2009/04/im-not-that-girl.html' title='I&apos;m not that girl'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05327497158776873420</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/_G_uzxAVe8gg/S7gSB7uUF8I/AAAAAAAAAp4/uCmIBzyqO4c/S220/IMG_2640.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SfQEKNH2RBI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/O1dzlF8wF0c/s72-c/Fiyero.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-193686370679383767.post-5057804376919485359</id><published>2009-04-23T12:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T13:01:00.453-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dilemma</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;For those of you that know me well, you know that I love my phone. You also know that it is literally falling apart at the seams. Its not a pretty sight really.  I drop it on the carpet SOFTLY and it falls into three pieces.  The phone, the battery, and the back.  The back actually come off in one easy motion...Pull the top right corner and VIOLA! Battery is exposed.  The buttons are cracking and starting to fall apart...fortunately they still work.  The orange paint is peeling away little by little and sometimes it won't charge.  But I love it.  I cried when I had to get a new phone...just ask my brother (new phone ended up breaking a month later...not really hurt about it...thats why I am still using this one with no complaints). This is my current phone...my baby if you will...I love it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SfDEfO6Ex2I/AAAAAAAAAeo/JG1_xbOAqh4/s1600-h/phone1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 275px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SfDEfO6Ex2I/AAAAAAAAAeo/JG1_xbOAqh4/s320/phone1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327974400035964770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Now lately, with my phone falling apart, I have realized it is time to truly retire it.  One problem.  When I got my new phone which was this phone....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SfDF8-_9swI/AAAAAAAAAfA/jepX9qKWulk/s1600-h/deadph0ne.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 258px; height: 233px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SfDF8-_9swI/AAAAAAAAAfA/jepX9qKWulk/s320/deadph0ne.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327976010673402626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;the Samsung Propel.  Not my favorite phone...the buttons are tiny...it was big...etc etc.  Honestly I'm glad it broke...thing won't even turn on or charge now.  Anyway, when I got it, I used my update.  CRAP.  So I no longer have an update for me to get a phone for cheaper and I have to pay full price.  But lets face it, my phone is not going to last me past this summer...it'll either fall apart and just quit or I'll drop it in the pool at work on accident one of these days and then I'll be forced to get a new phone.  So I've been looking on ebay and the like and I really haven't wanted to get one off there cause I would prefer a new phone...that way I know it'll last me a good long time.  But today while I was searching the internet for phones, I came upon something that caught my eye.  THIS&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SfDHAykku1I/AAAAAAAAAfI/C6y1lnt8ycE/s1600-h/phone.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 275px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SfDHAykku1I/AAAAAAAAAfI/C6y1lnt8ycE/s320/phone.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327977175568399186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Its exactly like what I have now...small, sleek, ORANGE, and very pretty!!!  It has all the same features that my current phone has, its just newer, and nicer.  It was made for me.  It has my name written all over it.  One day it will be mine!  I just have to save up the money for it...cause remember...Erin Page gets to pay full price for her next phone.  That will be the second time in her life she has had to do that.  (I actually took amazing care of the last phone I paid full price for...maybe that's the ticket for me taking care of my phones...). Until that day...I will continue to bond with my current phone and await the day I have the money to pay for a new phone...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/193686370679383767-5057804376919485359?l=erintiggpage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erintiggpage.blogspot.com/feeds/5057804376919485359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=193686370679383767&amp;postID=5057804376919485359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193686370679383767/posts/default/5057804376919485359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193686370679383767/posts/default/5057804376919485359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erintiggpage.blogspot.com/2009/04/dilemma.html' title='Dilemma'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05327497158776873420</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/_G_uzxAVe8gg/S7gSB7uUF8I/AAAAAAAAAp4/uCmIBzyqO4c/S220/IMG_2640.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SfDEfO6Ex2I/AAAAAAAAAeo/JG1_xbOAqh4/s72-c/phone1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-193686370679383767.post-6373178165060598887</id><published>2009-04-20T23:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T23:54:48.203-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/Se1trNCspWI/AAAAAAAAAeg/yLDQNaaYfrg/s1600-h/heartbreak.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/Se1trNCspWI/AAAAAAAAAeg/yLDQNaaYfrg/s320/heartbreak.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327034523251942754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I couldn't catch my breath&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And you hadn't seen me yet&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I turned to hide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I caught your eye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Your face had that telling look&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Reading me like a book&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My mysteries, blown on the breeze&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And my face smiles&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;But inside I'm a mess&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And I can't find the words&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;CHORUS:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm ok, I'm ok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Just as long as you stay &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Far away&lt;/span&gt; from me baby&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We're so yesterday&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So don't say that you'll love me tomorrow&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;If you don't today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The sound of your voice too soon&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Opens my deepest wounds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You move towards me&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Beneath October leaves&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I know just what you'll say&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And you're still ten feet away&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;We've been here before&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;We've walked through this door&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And with every slow step&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I feel your arms pull me in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;CHORUS: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm ok, I'm ok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Just as long as you stay &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Far away&lt;/span&gt; from me baby&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We're so yesterday&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So don't say that you'll love me tomorrow&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;If you don't today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Just when I think I'm ready&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I dig deep inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;For the strength&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;To say right to your face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;CHORUS: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm ok, I'm ok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Just as long as you stay&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Far away&lt;/span&gt; from me baby&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We're so yesterday&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So don't say that you'll love me tomorrow&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;If you don't today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So don't say, so don't say&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Don't you dare play this game&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You can turn right around &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And keep walking away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Don't tell me you'll love me tomorrow &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;If you don't today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: right; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;If you don't today...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;If you don't today...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/193686370679383767-6373178165060598887?l=erintiggpage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erintiggpage.blogspot.com/feeds/6373178165060598887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=193686370679383767&amp;postID=6373178165060598887' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193686370679383767/posts/default/6373178165060598887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193686370679383767/posts/default/6373178165060598887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erintiggpage.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-couldnt-catch-my-breath-and-you-hadnt.html' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05327497158776873420</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/_G_uzxAVe8gg/S7gSB7uUF8I/AAAAAAAAAp4/uCmIBzyqO4c/S220/IMG_2640.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/Se1trNCspWI/AAAAAAAAAeg/yLDQNaaYfrg/s72-c/heartbreak.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-193686370679383767.post-7034400205848197281</id><published>2009-04-19T22:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T22:21:47.012-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This feeling inside...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SewGUYwyclI/AAAAAAAAAeY/I-AtupdlFCw/s1600-h/crying.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 164px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SewGUYwyclI/AAAAAAAAAeY/I-AtupdlFCw/s400/crying.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326639406586688082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'VE LET IT OUT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/193686370679383767-7034400205848197281?l=erintiggpage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erintiggpage.blogspot.com/feeds/7034400205848197281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=193686370679383767&amp;postID=7034400205848197281' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193686370679383767/posts/default/7034400205848197281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193686370679383767/posts/default/7034400205848197281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erintiggpage.blogspot.com/2009/04/this-feeling-inside.html' title='This feeling inside...'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05327497158776873420</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/_G_uzxAVe8gg/S7gSB7uUF8I/AAAAAAAAAp4/uCmIBzyqO4c/S220/IMG_2640.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SewGUYwyclI/AAAAAAAAAeY/I-AtupdlFCw/s72-c/crying.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-193686370679383767.post-945676257161650948</id><published>2009-04-15T00:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T01:14:05.411-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreaming out loud..............</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I've been thinking a lot lately about what I want in the next 5 years...enough so that I am having dreams about it.  And the dreams, at least most of them, aren't so far off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I want to finally graduate...With most of my friends graduating like crazy right now I want nothing more than to be done with school!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SeWH0pNz_QI/AAAAAAAAAdA/C19Xurz_Y-U/s1600-h/08.03-graduation02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SeWH0pNz_QI/AAAAAAAAAdA/C19Xurz_Y-U/s320/08.03-graduation02.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324811472922213634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I want to find the right guy and settle down and get married.  I think that's on the top of the list right now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SeWWzGWsq5I/AAAAAAAAAeI/FtdPpXjC48o/s1600-h/Mt+Timpanogos+Temple.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SeWWzGWsq5I/AAAAAAAAAeI/FtdPpXjC48o/s320/Mt+Timpanogos+Temple.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324827939058789266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SeWJ7dcI6_I/AAAAAAAAAdQ/nkyfEimKuNo/s1600-h/Mt+Timpanogos+Temple.jpg"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SeWJ7WkKZJI/AAAAAAAAAdY/hn2h_kvemuw/s1600-h/stack.jpg"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SeWJ7WkKZJI/AAAAAAAAAdY/hn2h_kvemuw/s1600-h/stack.jpg"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I want to start a family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SeWP3ZysZvI/AAAAAAAAAdw/fhTl7qyhVoY/s1600-h/%5Bwallcoo.com%5D_baby_clothes_baby_pictures_002.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/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SeWP3ZysZvI/AAAAAAAAAdw/fhTl7qyhVoY/s320/%5Bwallcoo.com%5D_baby_clothes_baby_pictures_002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324820316414568178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I want my own home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SeWQ944v6_I/AAAAAAAAAd4/8lpAZXrNm9U/s1600-h/home.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 235px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SeWQ944v6_I/AAAAAAAAAd4/8lpAZXrNm9U/s320/home.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324821527352306674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I want to live somewhere else besides Utah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SeWSA7ZvK9I/AAAAAAAAAeA/dtuFdM5QyZI/s1600-h/united-states-map.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 194px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SeWSA7ZvK9I/AAAAAAAAAeA/dtuFdM5QyZI/s320/united-states-map.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324822679078775762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;And that is what I want to accomplish in the next five years...I hope you enjoyed it!  Now I get to see where everything takes me..................................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/193686370679383767-945676257161650948?l=erintiggpage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erintiggpage.blogspot.com/feeds/945676257161650948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=193686370679383767&amp;postID=945676257161650948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193686370679383767/posts/default/945676257161650948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193686370679383767/posts/default/945676257161650948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erintiggpage.blogspot.com/2009/04/dreaming-out-loud.html' title='Dreaming out loud..............'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05327497158776873420</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/_G_uzxAVe8gg/S7gSB7uUF8I/AAAAAAAAAp4/uCmIBzyqO4c/S220/IMG_2640.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SeWH0pNz_QI/AAAAAAAAAdA/C19Xurz_Y-U/s72-c/08.03-graduation02.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-193686370679383767.post-7807112130984250225</id><published>2009-04-09T23:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T23:36:16.859-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BIGGEST PET PEEVE</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WHEN YOU ASK SOMEONE A QUESTION OVER TEXT AND THEY NEVER TEXT BACK UNTIL DAYS LATER OR NEVER AT ALL. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I just had to get that out...thank you for listening to me complain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/193686370679383767-7807112130984250225?l=erintiggpage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erintiggpage.blogspot.com/feeds/7807112130984250225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=193686370679383767&amp;postID=7807112130984250225' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193686370679383767/posts/default/7807112130984250225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193686370679383767/posts/default/7807112130984250225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erintiggpage.blogspot.com/2009/04/biggest-pet-peeve.html' title='BIGGEST PET PEEVE'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05327497158776873420</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/_G_uzxAVe8gg/S7gSB7uUF8I/AAAAAAAAAp4/uCmIBzyqO4c/S220/IMG_2640.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-193686370679383767.post-4983474213387334944</id><published>2009-04-05T20:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T21:07:30.609-07:00</updated><title type='text'>All you need to know about me from A to Z</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A- Attached or Single: Single...but not for lack of trying :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;B- Best Friend: Sara Hansen &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;C- Cake or Pie: Pie for sure...I don't like cake.  Don't want a wedding cake.  I will have pie at my wedding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;D- Day of Choice: Thursdays lately...I don't have to work on Thursdays...its great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E- Essential Item: Carmex chapstick...I have one for every coat/purse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;F- Favorite Color: Orange and Kelly Green&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;G- Greatest Accomplishment: Working at Oakcrest and finally figuring out what I wanted to be when I grew up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;H- Hometown: West Jordan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I- Indulgences: Ice cream and shopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;J- January or July: July...I hate winter and hate being cold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;K- Kids: Love em...but don't have any yet...not for a long time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;L- Life is incomplete without: My friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;M- Marriage Date: Not for a few more years...gotta find Mr. Right first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;N- Number of Siblings: 2 Brothers...Cameron 21, Carson 17.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;O- Oranges or Apples: Oranges for sure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;P- Phobias: Free falling...and...I think thats it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Q- Quotes: "If you are going to make me choose between you and the Lord, you are going to lose."&lt;br /&gt;-Sister Colleen Terry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;R- Reasons to Smile: 1)Summer is almost here, 2)My cousing Katie is pregnant and giving me a new "niece" or "nephew", 3)I have the greatest friends in the world, 4)General Conference was amazing, and 5)Life is just plain freaking good!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;S- Singer/Songwriter: Do I HAVE to choose one...Cause I don't think I can...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;T- Tag 5 Friends: Erin Moffat, Emily Pugh, Ashley Baugh, Katie Hansen, and Becca Hall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;U- Unknown fact about me: I've never been outside the country&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;V- Very favorite stores: Buckle (for jeans), Forever 21, Downeast, American Eagle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;W- Worst habit: Shaving my legs...I only shave about twice a month...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;X- X-ray or Ultra Sound: Never had either so I don't know which I would want most...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Y- Your favorite food: Any food...but mostly Cereal...I don't survive without cereal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Z-Zodiac sign: Sagittarius&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/193686370679383767-4983474213387334944?l=erintiggpage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erintiggpage.blogspot.com/feeds/4983474213387334944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=193686370679383767&amp;postID=4983474213387334944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193686370679383767/posts/default/4983474213387334944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193686370679383767/posts/default/4983474213387334944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erintiggpage.blogspot.com/2009/04/all-you-need-to-know-about-me-from-to-z.html' title='All you need to know about me from A to Z'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05327497158776873420</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/_G_uzxAVe8gg/S7gSB7uUF8I/AAAAAAAAAp4/uCmIBzyqO4c/S220/IMG_2640.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-193686370679383767.post-1420618644733188017</id><published>2009-04-04T14:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T14:30:03.531-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Conference Weekend!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SdfRDXE94tI/AAAAAAAAAck/PAsz_MkY2Ec/s1600-h/conference+center.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SdfRDXE94tI/AAAAAAAAAck/PAsz_MkY2Ec/s320/conference+center.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320951340426191570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I love Conference weekend and so far the talks have been amazing!!!  And I know they will only get better! Hope you all enjoy it as much as I do!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/193686370679383767-1420618644733188017?l=erintiggpage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erintiggpage.blogspot.com/feeds/1420618644733188017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=193686370679383767&amp;postID=1420618644733188017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193686370679383767/posts/default/1420618644733188017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193686370679383767/posts/default/1420618644733188017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erintiggpage.blogspot.com/2009/04/conference-weekend.html' title='Conference Weekend!!!'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05327497158776873420</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/_G_uzxAVe8gg/S7gSB7uUF8I/AAAAAAAAAp4/uCmIBzyqO4c/S220/IMG_2640.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SdfRDXE94tI/AAAAAAAAAck/PAsz_MkY2Ec/s72-c/conference+center.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-193686370679383767.post-810885063685055281</id><published>2009-03-10T00:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T00:03:00.268-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I WANT HIM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SbYQZ-sGpmI/AAAAAAAAAcU/b07cOdfQmLI/s1600-h/tony.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/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SbYQZ-sGpmI/AAAAAAAAAcU/b07cOdfQmLI/s320/tony.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311450849040836194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;ISN'T HE JUST SO BLASTED CUTE?!?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/193686370679383767-810885063685055281?l=erintiggpage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erintiggpage.blogspot.com/feeds/810885063685055281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=193686370679383767&amp;postID=810885063685055281' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193686370679383767/posts/default/810885063685055281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193686370679383767/posts/default/810885063685055281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erintiggpage.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-want-him.html' title='I WANT HIM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05327497158776873420</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/_G_uzxAVe8gg/S7gSB7uUF8I/AAAAAAAAAp4/uCmIBzyqO4c/S220/IMG_2640.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SbYQZ-sGpmI/AAAAAAAAAcU/b07cOdfQmLI/s72-c/tony.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-193686370679383767.post-8312049075398209595</id><published>2009-03-09T01:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T01:28:58.106-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing Better</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Wow, has today been amazing!  It has just been one good thing after another.  Church was incredible and I am so glad that I got to go...the talks given were exactly what I needed to hear and the spirit was incredible! After church, Jocelyn, Steve and I went on a picnic/drive up Provo canyon and to camp!  I could resist going to rest of the way to Oakcrest and to show off my favorite place!  Man do I miss it!  Being so close made me realize what I have let go in my life and what I need to work on regaining. When we got back to Orem it was time for a nap for sure! And it was a well deserved one!  We hung out, watched a little TV, I made cinnamon rolls today (first time in a month), helped Erin Moffat with a tiny bit of anatomy, and enjoyed the Sunday surrounded by some of the best people I know! I also talked to a good friend on facebook for a bit and it was an incredible conversation...both of us opened up in a way we never have to each other and it was exactly what I needed to hear from them! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Its amazing that there is always someone there when you need a shoulder. I'm so in love with the Gospel today! The feeling is incredible and I hope that I can make it last all week. I have missed feeling like this for sure! Tonight as I was getting ready to sit down and study my scriptures, I noticed my March Ensign sitting on my bedside table, still unopened and I decided to crack that sucker open and see what I could find in it. WOW. The First Presidency message basically rocked! It is titled "Come Unto Him in Prayer and Faith." Man, I love President Monson! Everything in the article totally reiterated what the talks in Sacrament were about; Prayer, faith, and personal revelation. I was crying like a baby by the end of the article and the Spirit was so strong!  I am so grateful for this Gospel in my life. Without it I would be a lost soul for sure!  Thank you to all who influence my life!  I look up to each and every one of you more than you will know! I have incredible friends that do so much for me! To all of you out there....&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;THANK YOU!!!&lt;/span&gt; Life is beautiful and amazing!  As a good friend of mine would say... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;"Dude, the Gospel totally rocks!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/193686370679383767-8312049075398209595?l=erintiggpage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erintiggpage.blogspot.com/feeds/8312049075398209595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=193686370679383767&amp;postID=8312049075398209595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193686370679383767/posts/default/8312049075398209595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193686370679383767/posts/default/8312049075398209595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erintiggpage.blogspot.com/2009/03/nothing-better.html' title='Nothing Better'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05327497158776873420</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/_G_uzxAVe8gg/S7gSB7uUF8I/AAAAAAAAAp4/uCmIBzyqO4c/S220/IMG_2640.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-193686370679383767.post-4698056430292390153</id><published>2009-02-22T16:49:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T16:49:58.883-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Privacy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;Due to some unexpected circumstances I am now making my blog private. Please leave your email addresses so that I can invite you thanks :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/193686370679383767-4698056430292390153?l=erintiggpage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erintiggpage.blogspot.com/feeds/4698056430292390153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=193686370679383767&amp;postID=4698056430292390153' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193686370679383767/posts/default/4698056430292390153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193686370679383767/posts/default/4698056430292390153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erintiggpage.blogspot.com/2009/02/privacy.html' title='Privacy'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05327497158776873420</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/_G_uzxAVe8gg/S7gSB7uUF8I/AAAAAAAAAp4/uCmIBzyqO4c/S220/IMG_2640.jpg'/></author><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-193686370679383767.post-4287737681214847255</id><published>2009-01-30T19:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T19:37:51.368-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Creative!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This is probably the most creatively written article I have ever read!  It seriously is so descriptive I loved it!  Even though I feel bad that they are dogging on Jessica Simpson...it still amazes me how much thought got put into it...ENJOY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://movies.msn.com/movies/undressed/?GT1=28101"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;http://movies.msn.com/movies/undressed/?GT1=28101&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/193686370679383767-4287737681214847255?l=erintiggpage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erintiggpage.blogspot.com/feeds/4287737681214847255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=193686370679383767&amp;postID=4287737681214847255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193686370679383767/posts/default/4287737681214847255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193686370679383767/posts/default/4287737681214847255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erintiggpage.blogspot.com/2009/01/creative.html' title='Creative!'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05327497158776873420</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/_G_uzxAVe8gg/S7gSB7uUF8I/AAAAAAAAAp4/uCmIBzyqO4c/S220/IMG_2640.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-193686370679383767.post-6405550892812249358</id><published>2009-01-15T21:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T12:43:58.500-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Bucket List.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;These are the 100 things I would like to do before I die..... This list took a lot longer than I thought it would...its been a work in progress for about a month.  Though I do realize that this is a very long list and some of these items I may never check off, these are the things that I would like to accomplish in this short life.  Its an extensive but thorough list and I have put a lot of time, effort, and thought into it!  ENJOY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1-Visit Italy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div face="trebuchet ms" style="font-weight: bold; text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;2- Live in Hawaii for at least a year&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;3- See Wicked in London&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: right; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;4- See the Seven Ancient Wonders of the World&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;5- See the Seven Modern Wonders of the World&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;6- Travel cross country on a U.S. History tour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: right; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;7- Travel cross country on a Church History tour&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;8- Visit every temple...&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;EVERY &lt;/span&gt;temple...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;9- Get a dog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: right; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;10-Own my own home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;11-Visit Paris&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;12- Go to the top of the Eiffel Tower&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;13- See the Leaning Tower of Pizza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: right; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;14- Visit &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Musee&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;du&lt;/span&gt; Louvre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;15- Visit Greece&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div face="trebuchet ms" style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;16- Go to Mexico&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;17- Go on a cruise to the Caribbean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: right; font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;18- Go ice fishing in Alaska&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;19- Go to Mount Rushmore&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;20- Go on an African Safari&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;21- See the Alps&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div face="trebuchet ms" style="text-align: right; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;22- Visit the Concentration camps of Europe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div face="trebuchet ms" style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;23- Get Married&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;24- Have Kids&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" face="trebuchet ms"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;25- Get my College Degree and become a nurse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: right; font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;26- Become a Grandma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div face="trebuchet ms" style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;27- Adopt a child&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;28- Buy a Grand Piano&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div face="trebuchet ms" style="text-align: right; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;29- Learn to play the Guitar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" face="trebuchet ms"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;30- Love unconditionally &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;31- Do humanitarian work in Africa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div face="trebuchet ms" style="text-align: right; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;32- Visit and Orphanage in Romania&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;33- Record a song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;34- Own a horse ranch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms; text-align: center;"&gt;35- Own my own restaurant&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;35- Own my dream car- Pontiac &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Vibe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms; text-align: right;"&gt;36- Fit into &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Teigan's&lt;/span&gt; wedding dress for my own wedding&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-weight: bold;"&gt;37-Go through the Temple&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;38- Take a Ballet Class&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;39- Live in another country&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;40- Visit all 50 United States&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;41- Own a pair of Jimmy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Chu's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;42- Visit the Ancient Book of Mormon Sites in Mexico and South America&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;43- See the New York Philharmonic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;44- Visit ALL Disneyland Resorts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;45- Ride the World's Tallest Roller Coaster&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;46- Jump out of a plane&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;47- Save a life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;48- Finish the Standard Works&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;49- Snowboard down the mountain WITHOUT falling!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;50- Pull an all-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;nighter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;51- Meet the President of the United States&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;52- Become Scuba Certified&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;53- Visit every continent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;54- See the Russian Ballet- IN Russia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;55- Go to the Olympics-not as an athlete&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;56- Meet the Prophet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;57- Serve a mission with my husband&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;58- Own a pair of REAL Diamond earrings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;59- Own a pair of REAL Pearl earrings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;60- Read the Missionary Library&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;61- Learn to Crochet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;62- Own a boat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;63- Learn to ride a Motorcycle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;64- Be in a movie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;65- Build something&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;66- Own a beach house&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;67- Spend a week in Tahiti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;68- Get a 4.0 in Nursing School&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;69- Pet a Tiger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;70- Stay out of debt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;71- Own EVERY SINGLE Disney movie!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;72- Write in a journal every day for a year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;73- Fall in Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;74- Show my children the joy of reading&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;75- Learn to Paint&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;76- Do 100 names at the temple in one year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;77- Volunteer at a homeless shelter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;78- Be a good friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;79- Help a stranger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;80- Finish my Bucket List ;)= January 26, 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;81- Visit Vatican City&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;82- Take a snowboarding class&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;83- Be a traveling nurse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;84- Be a millionaire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;85- Say Yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;86- Watch a sunrise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;87- Publish a photo of mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;88- Be a good mom and wife&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;89- Compete in a triathlon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;90- Spoil my grand kids&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;91- Read 250 books in one year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;92- Be the best version of ME possible&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;93- Forgive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;94- Go to the Sacred Grove&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;95- See the Hill &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" &gt;Cumorah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" &gt;Nauvoo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;, and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" &gt;Manti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt; Pageants all in one summer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;96- Become an OB-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"  style="font-size:180%;"&gt;GYN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;97- Record a CD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;98- Be alive for my first great-grandchild&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;99- Tell my family I love them...every day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;100- Truly Believe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/193686370679383767-6405550892812249358?l=erintiggpage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erintiggpage.blogspot.com/feeds/6405550892812249358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=193686370679383767&amp;postID=6405550892812249358' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193686370679383767/posts/default/6405550892812249358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193686370679383767/posts/default/6405550892812249358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erintiggpage.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-bucket-list.html' title='My Bucket List.'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05327497158776873420</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/_G_uzxAVe8gg/S7gSB7uUF8I/AAAAAAAAAp4/uCmIBzyqO4c/S220/IMG_2640.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-193686370679383767.post-1108548840627515733</id><published>2009-01-09T17:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T17:24:28.985-08:00</updated><title type='text'>To play game: Be honest.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;This is an ode to how much I hate dating games!  Why can't dating be simple, like it was 100 years ago.  A young man interested in a certain young woman would ask said young woman's father if he could court his daughter.  The father would either agree or disagree.  In the case of the father agreeing to the request&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;, the young man would then seek for the young woman's attentions.  He would shower her with lovely gifts, make her feel like a queen, wait on her every beckon call, and even surprise her with flowers!  And if a young man showed interest in a young woman, another young woman wouldn't show interest in said young man.  No one fought over who's is who's.  No one "laid claim" or said "hands off" about anybody.  Simple.  Easy.  And if two people showed interest in each other, everyone was thrilled.  No backstabbing. No lying. Plain honesty. Everyone was upfront about feelings and honest about everything.  That is the way the game should be played.  I like this game.  I'm good at this game.  I don't know how to play &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"Hard to Get."&lt;/span&gt;  I know how to play &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;"I Like You and Want to Spend Time With You."&lt;/span&gt;  I don't know how to play &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"Hands Off."&lt;/span&gt;  But I do know how to play &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;"Stay Up Late Texting, 'Cause I Don't Want to Say Goodnight."&lt;/span&gt;  I'm not good at the game that everyone plays these days.  They frustrate me and give me a headache and in the long run, no one is happy, because everyone is confused at what the other person "means."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;So to play my game: BE HONEST!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;The end!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/193686370679383767-1108548840627515733?l=erintiggpage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erintiggpage.blogspot.com/feeds/1108548840627515733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=193686370679383767&amp;postID=1108548840627515733' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193686370679383767/posts/default/1108548840627515733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193686370679383767/posts/default/1108548840627515733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erintiggpage.blogspot.com/2009/01/to-play-game-be-honest.html' title='To play game: Be honest.'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05327497158776873420</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/_G_uzxAVe8gg/S7gSB7uUF8I/AAAAAAAAAp4/uCmIBzyqO4c/S220/IMG_2640.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-193686370679383767.post-7147980125924657564</id><published>2009-01-01T14:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T19:24:13.109-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moving once again...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;Life is crazy.  I'm in my twenties...thats how its supposed to be...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;As of tomorrow I will officially be living back in Utah County.  Provo to be specific.  I'm really excited to be back in the college life again!  But I HATE moving.  Its the biggest pain in the butt.  There are upsides to it...I love being able to set up a new space and make it my own...its just getting there that I hate.  I've been "living" at home for the past three weeks and I didn't realize how settled you can get in three weeks...my stuff is everywhere!  Its been a pain having to gather it all up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;But its done.  I move tomorrow.  What a wonderful thought :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/193686370679383767-7147980125924657564?l=erintiggpage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erintiggpage.blogspot.com/feeds/7147980125924657564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=193686370679383767&amp;postID=7147980125924657564' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193686370679383767/posts/default/7147980125924657564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193686370679383767/posts/default/7147980125924657564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erintiggpage.blogspot.com/2009/01/moving-once-again.html' title='Moving once again...'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05327497158776873420</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/_G_uzxAVe8gg/S7gSB7uUF8I/AAAAAAAAAp4/uCmIBzyqO4c/S220/IMG_2640.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-193686370679383767.post-5349234304261517068</id><published>2008-12-25T21:13:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T21:15:35.449-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A foot and still counting...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;While the rest of the Greater Salt Lake Valley isn't worrying about what is falling from the sky this fine evening, us here is West Jordan are wondering if its ever going to stop.  We have had about 12 inches and its still coming down.  We might be snowed in tomorrow...I'm thinking that would be pretty awesome.  It was nice to have a regular old fashioned Christmas blizzard!  Now I just need someone to snuggle with in front of the fire...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/193686370679383767-5349234304261517068?l=erintiggpage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erintiggpage.blogspot.com/feeds/5349234304261517068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=193686370679383767&amp;postID=5349234304261517068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193686370679383767/posts/default/5349234304261517068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193686370679383767/posts/default/5349234304261517068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erintiggpage.blogspot.com/2008/12/foot-and-still-counting.html' title='A foot and still counting...'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05327497158776873420</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/_G_uzxAVe8gg/S7gSB7uUF8I/AAAAAAAAAp4/uCmIBzyqO4c/S220/IMG_2640.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-193686370679383767.post-8666765372483241919</id><published>2008-12-11T10:13:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T10:13:58.084-08:00</updated><title type='text'>To the nice guys of this world...you are appreciated.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;It does swear, as a warning for those of you that are offended by that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ode to the Nice GuysThis rant was written for the Wharton Undergraduate JournalThis is a tribute to the nice guys. The nice guys that finish last, that never become more than friends, that endure hours of whining and bitching about what assholes guys are, while disproving the very point. This is dedicated to those guys who always provide a shoulder to lean on but restrain themselves to tentative hugs, those guys who hold open doors and give reassuring pats on the back and sit patiently outside the changing room at department stores. This is in honor of the guys that obligingly reiterate how cute/beautiful/smart/funny/sexy their female friends are at the appropriate moment, because they know most girls need that litany of support. This is in honor of the guys with open minds, with laid-back attitudes, with honest concern. This is in honor of the guys who respect a girl’s every facet, from her privacy to her theology to her clothing style.This is for the guys who escort their drunk, bewildered female friends back from parties and never take advantage once they’re at her door, for the guys who accompany girls to bars as buffers against the rest of the creepy male population, for the guys who know a girl is fishing for compliments but give them out anyway, for the guys who always play by the rules in a game where the rules favor cheaters, for the guys who are accredited as boyfriend material but somehow don’t end up being boyfriends, for all the nice guys who are overlooked, underestimated, and unappreciated, for all the nice guys who are manipulated, misled, and unjustly abandoned, this is for you.This is for that time she left 40 urgent messages on your cell phone, and when you called her back, she spent three hours painstakingly dissecting two sentences her boyfriend said to her over dinner. And even though you thought her boyfriend was a chump and a jerk, you assured her that it was all ok and she shouldn’t worry about it. This is for that time she interrupted the best killing spree you’d ever orchestrated in GTA3 to rant about a rumor that romantically linked her and the guy she thinks is the most repulsive person in the world. And even though you thought it was immature and you had nothing against the guy, you paused the game for two hours and helped her concoct a counter-rumor to spread around the floor. This is also for that time she didn’t have a date, so after numerous vows that there was nothing “serious” between the two of you, she dragged you to a party where you knew nobody, the beer was awful, and she flirted shamelessly with you, justifying each fit of reckless teasing by announcing to everyone: “oh, but we’re just friends!” And even though you were invited purely as a symbolic warm body for her ego, you went anyways. Because you’re nice like that.The nice guys don’t often get credit where credit is due. And perhaps more disturbing, the nice guys don’t seem to get laid as often as they should. And I wish I could logically explain this trend, but I can’t. From what I have observed on campus and what I have learned from talking to friends at other schools and in the workplace, the only conclusion I can form is that many girls are just illogical, manipulative bitches. Many of them claim they just want to date a nice guy, but when presented with such a specimen, they say irrational, confusing things such as “oh, he’s too nice to date” or “he would be a good boyfriend but he’s not for me” or “he already puts up with so much from me, I couldn’t possibly ask him out!” or the most frustrating of all: “no, it would ruin our friendship.” Yet, they continue to lament the lack of datable men in the world, and they expect their too-nice-to-date male friends to sympathize and apologize for the men that are jerks. Sorry, guys, girls like that are beyond my ability to fathom. I can’t figure out why the connection breaks down between what they say (I want a nice guy!) and what they do (I’m going to sleep with this complete ass now!). But one thing I can do, is say that the nice-guy-finishes-last phenomenon doesn’t last forever. There are definitely many girls who grow out of that train of thought and realize they should be dating the nice guys, not taking them for granted. The tricky part is finding those girls, and even trickier, finding the ones that are single.So, until those girls are found, I propose a toast to all the nice guys. You know who you are, and I know you’re sick of hearing yourself described as ubiquitously nice. But the truth of the matter is, the world needs your patience in the department store, your holding open of doors, your party escorting services, your propensity to be a sucker for a pretty smile. For all the crazy, inane, absurd things you tolerate, for all the situations where you are the faceless, nameless hero, my accolades, my acknowledgement, and my gratitude go out to you. You do have credibility in this society, and your well deserved vindication is coming.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/193686370679383767-8666765372483241919?l=erintiggpage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erintiggpage.blogspot.com/feeds/8666765372483241919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=193686370679383767&amp;postID=8666765372483241919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193686370679383767/posts/default/8666765372483241919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193686370679383767/posts/default/8666765372483241919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erintiggpage.blogspot.com/2008/12/to-nice-guys-of-this-worldyou-are.html' title='To the nice guys of this world...you are appreciated.'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05327497158776873420</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/_G_uzxAVe8gg/S7gSB7uUF8I/AAAAAAAAAp4/uCmIBzyqO4c/S220/IMG_2640.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-193686370679383767.post-8853858327223698870</id><published>2008-12-01T21:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T22:36:18.210-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The 6 boys....and Sam!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Thanksgiving&lt;/span&gt; this year was &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;amazing&lt;/span&gt;! Its always is...with home-grown turkey,&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; Grandma's&lt;/span&gt; homemade rolls and stuffing, yummy homemade pies, and tons of family around...but this year was a bit different. For the first time in &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;24 YEARS&lt;/span&gt;, my Grandparents and all &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;SEVEN&lt;/span&gt; of their kids+spouses were in the same room. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;24 YEARS!!!!!&lt;/span&gt; It was pretty amazing! And so much fun to listen to all of them catch up and tell funny stories from when they were kids! But...instead of telling you about it...I'll let the pictures do the talking &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275072387736060738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/STTSY1t6w0I/AAAAAAAAAYA/DQMxSU_q9CQ/s320/thanksgivinganddoor+018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This turkey was 40 lbs! YUM!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275072391865617554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/STTSZFGezJI/AAAAAAAAAYI/1FT4rC1UXT8/s320/thanksgivinganddoor+022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Woofle ball!!!!!!! Uncle Mark at bat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275072402604862706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/STTSZtG6rPI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/Wp44r_1rXw4/s320/thanksgivinganddoor+026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This, apparently, is a family tradition.  It was tons of fun watching!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275072405611921602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/STTSZ4T2wMI/AAAAAAAAAYY/hKtngq9s_ug/s320/thanksgivinganddoor+054.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Uncle Lindy at bat...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275072415872484402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/STTSaeiKhDI/AAAAAAAAAYg/NoRI1KNbltg/s320/thanksgivinganddoor+061.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I told Porter to smile....I got a pose instead haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275075206321713618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/STTU85xGsdI/AAAAAAAAAYo/KovwlpkLTqM/s320/thanksgivinganddoor+075.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;6 Boys........and Sam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Left to right: Scott, Jay, Mark, Sam, Lindy, Val, Kelly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275075216644840386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/STTU9gOVG8I/AAAAAAAAAYw/nyubrnj-FH8/s320/thanksgivinganddoor+084.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Grandpa, Grandma, 6 boys.....and Sam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;From left to right: Scott, Jay, Mark, Grandma, Grandpa, Sam, Lindy, Val, Kelly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275075223488674274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/STTU95uBueI/AAAAAAAAAY4/nKC5hHwl8bA/s320/thanksgivinganddoor+088.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Mom and Aunt Cathy...SO CUTE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275075230546649922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/STTU-UAx40I/AAAAAAAAAZA/wPF8xG-NnGY/s320/thanksgivinganddoor+099.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Everybody, all the kids and the spouses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275075234998537250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/STTU-kmMTCI/AAAAAAAAAZI/xi3GARzkGTI/s320/thanksgivinganddoor+101.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Brady and Uncle Lindy having a father-son bonding moment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/193686370679383767-8853858327223698870?l=erintiggpage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erintiggpage.blogspot.com/feeds/8853858327223698870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=193686370679383767&amp;postID=8853858327223698870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193686370679383767/posts/default/8853858327223698870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193686370679383767/posts/default/8853858327223698870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erintiggpage.blogspot.com/2008/12/6-boysand-sam.html' title='The 6 boys....and Sam!'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05327497158776873420</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/_G_uzxAVe8gg/S7gSB7uUF8I/AAAAAAAAAp4/uCmIBzyqO4c/S220/IMG_2640.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/STTSY1t6w0I/AAAAAAAAAYA/DQMxSU_q9CQ/s72-c/thanksgivinganddoor+018.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-193686370679383767.post-8123655564260779022</id><published>2008-11-30T23:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T23:46:53.330-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Every accomplishment starts with the decision to try</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;In light of the &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;HOLIDAY&lt;/span&gt; season, and with the knowledge that, in the near future, I will be eating my weight in &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;HOLIDAY&lt;/span&gt; candy and yummy family dinners, I have thought alot about exercise.  Not in the way of &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;"I'm fat and need to lose weight"&lt;/span&gt; but in the &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;"I really should be more active, its just all part of being healthy"&lt;/span&gt; way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And I'm not saying that I need to lose weight to be happy and feel better about myself, I just need to be more active.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Only one problem...I have absolutely no &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;motivation&lt;/span&gt; what so ever. NONE. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I know that there are many pros to exercise.  You sleep better.  Well, I sleep fine now thank you.  My head hits the pillow and I'm out.  Your body metabolizes food better.  I have no problems eating a hefty bowl of ice cream or a nice dish of pasta.  You have more energy.  Got enough of that...its coming out my ears.  A plus side all girls like...You lose weight.  In the last year I have exercised a max of two times a month and haven't gained a single pound...in fact, I have lost weight, so thats not a problem.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I just have NO &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;motivation&lt;/span&gt;.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Until this week.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; was talking to my mom about this, and we were joking back and forth about how much I DON'T exercise.  &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;Side note: for those of you that don't know, my mom is a fanatic about exercise.  She does triathalons and crazy junk like that. The woman exercises like its going out of style.&lt;/span&gt;  But back to the story.  As we were joking about how I never exercise and how I have no &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;motivation&lt;/span&gt; to do so, she simply reminded me of one little fact that I rarely think about.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;One day, far in the future, I have to fit into my cousin's wedding dress.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Now, don't freak out...I'm not engaged, nor am I dating anyone.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;But when the day finally comes that Erin Page does get married, I will need to fit into said dress.  One fact many of you may not know: my cousin is &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;TINY&lt;/span&gt;!  Now, I'm no giant...in fact I consider myself small...but this girl is &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;TINY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(I love you Teig!!!).&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And that folks, is my key &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;motivation&lt;/span&gt; factor.  I need to one day fit into the dress that I had pictured for years in my head that my cousin just happened to buy and that she is graciously saving until I get married.  I am &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;MUCHO&lt;/span&gt; grateful for it too!  I don't know how I am going to do it but I will!!!!!!!!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;My goal is to start exercising at least 30 minutes a day.  I just hope I can keep on top of this goal...I'm not the greatest at excersing on a daily basis...obviously.  We'll see how this goes.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;For now, though, I'm going to drag my &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;skinny-fat&lt;/span&gt; butt off to bed :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/193686370679383767-8123655564260779022?l=erintiggpage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erintiggpage.blogspot.com/feeds/8123655564260779022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=193686370679383767&amp;postID=8123655564260779022' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193686370679383767/posts/default/8123655564260779022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193686370679383767/posts/default/8123655564260779022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erintiggpage.blogspot.com/2008/11/every-accomplishment-starts-with.html' title='Every accomplishment starts with the decision to try'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05327497158776873420</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/_G_uzxAVe8gg/S7gSB7uUF8I/AAAAAAAAAp4/uCmIBzyqO4c/S220/IMG_2640.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-193686370679383767.post-5590373793373790817</id><published>2008-11-29T15:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T15:27:39.183-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What is really going through member's heads in California.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;This is from my cousin Britney, who lives in Newport Beach, California.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; What did it look like when I went to church yesterday? (written 11/17/08)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday when we went to church we were stopped by members of our ward to make sure we weren't trying to disturb the meetings. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yesterday when we went to church there were police, and later there were undercover agents among the protesters. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yesterday when we went to church we were counseled to take "any green light out of the parking lot" so that we weren't stopped or harassed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yesterday when we went to church we had to discuss what was going on outside with Mason. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yesterday when we went to church it was a day I NEVER thought I would have to experience. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yesterday when I went to church I got a teenie-tiny understanding of what the early members of the church may have felt when they went to church among hate and persecution. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yesterday when I went to church I realized I no longer live in "the Bubble".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And...yesterday when I went to church I was proud to be a Mormon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Britney&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/193686370679383767-5590373793373790817?l=erintiggpage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erintiggpage.blogspot.com/feeds/5590373793373790817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=193686370679383767&amp;postID=5590373793373790817' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193686370679383767/posts/default/5590373793373790817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193686370679383767/posts/default/5590373793373790817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erintiggpage.blogspot.com/2008/11/what-is-really-going-through-members.html' title='What is really going through member&apos;s heads in California.'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05327497158776873420</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/_G_uzxAVe8gg/S7gSB7uUF8I/AAAAAAAAAp4/uCmIBzyqO4c/S220/IMG_2640.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-193686370679383767.post-7019457785440093288</id><published>2008-11-29T15:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T15:17:00.063-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its not so common....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Currently I work at a pool as a lifeguard and I get alot of questions, and contrary to popular belief, there are such things as dumb questions.  I really wonder if some poeple's brains work properly.  Going along with this...my Grandma sent me this email a couple of weeks ago that made me laugh&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HISTERICALLY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Today we mourn the passing of a beloved old friend, Common Sense, who had been with us for many years. No one knows for sure how old he was, since his birth records were long ago lost in bureaucratic red tape. He will be remembered as having cultivated such valuable lessons as: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Knowing when to come in out of the rain. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Why the early bird gets the worm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Life isn't always fair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Maybe it was my fault.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Common Senses lived by simple, sound financial policies, don't spend more than you earn; and reliable strategies, adults, not children are in charge.  Common Sense was preceded in death by his parents, Truth and Trust, his wife, Discretion, his daughter, Responsibility, and his son Reason. He is survived by his three stepbrothers: I Know My Rights, Someone Else Is To Blame, and I am A Victim. Not many attended the funeral because so few realized he was gone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/193686370679383767-7019457785440093288?l=erintiggpage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erintiggpage.blogspot.com/feeds/7019457785440093288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=193686370679383767&amp;postID=7019457785440093288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193686370679383767/posts/default/7019457785440093288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193686370679383767/posts/default/7019457785440093288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erintiggpage.blogspot.com/2008/11/its-not-so-common.html' title='Its not so common....'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05327497158776873420</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/_G_uzxAVe8gg/S7gSB7uUF8I/AAAAAAAAAp4/uCmIBzyqO4c/S220/IMG_2640.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-193686370679383767.post-4752076717375982154</id><published>2008-11-26T13:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T13:42:05.615-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whenever I hear the song of a bird......</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;My life is my own. No one can take it from me or tell me what is best for me. I love my life. There is plenty that I am grateful for and very little to complain about. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;I am me. I will never be anyone else and no one can ever be me. I am unique and was created so. I am my own person and no one can ever change that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt; am whole, and I don't need anyone to "complete" me. I am happy where life is and where it is headed in the near future. It is a good life and I am very blessed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;I have many friends and family that love me for me. I don't have to put on a show in front of them and they are always there for me in times of need. I couldn't ask for more. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;I have the Gospel in my life and that is the greatest blessing of all. My Heavenly Father and Savior love me. With that knowledge I can overcome anything. Christ is my rock, He is my strength. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;I know it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;I have no doubts. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Life is good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/193686370679383767-4752076717375982154?l=erintiggpage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erintiggpage.blogspot.com/feeds/4752076717375982154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=193686370679383767&amp;postID=4752076717375982154' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193686370679383767/posts/default/4752076717375982154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193686370679383767/posts/default/4752076717375982154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erintiggpage.blogspot.com/2008/11/whenever-i-hear-song-of-bird.html' title='Whenever I hear the song of a bird......'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05327497158776873420</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/_G_uzxAVe8gg/S7gSB7uUF8I/AAAAAAAAAp4/uCmIBzyqO4c/S220/IMG_2640.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-193686370679383767.post-1663470174533808792</id><published>2008-11-24T10:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T18:26:08.176-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tequila Loves Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;1. Put your iTunes on shuffle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;2. For each question, press the next button to get your answer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;3. YOU MUST WRITE THAT SONG NAME DOWN NO MATTER HOW SILLY IT SOUNDS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;What is your motto? To Tell You Everything-Terri Clark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;What do your friends think of you? My Baby Loves Me Just The Way That I Am-Martina McBride&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;What do you think about very often? The Angels Cried-Alison Krauss &amp;amp; Alan Jackson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;What is 2+2? Ride-Trace Adkins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;What do you think of best friend? We Weren't Crazy-Josh Gracin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;What do you think of the person you like? Heels Over Head-Boys Like Girls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;What is your life story? The Road and The Radio-Kenny Chesney&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;What do you want to be when you grow up? Got a Thing for You-Brett Raymond&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;What do you think when you see the person you like? This is Your Life-Switchfoot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;What do your parents think of you? Home-Daughtry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;What will you dance to at your wedding? I Can't Do That Anymore-Faith Hill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;What will they play at your funeral? Come on Get Higher-Matt Nathanson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;What is your hobby/interest? I'd Lie-Taylor Swift&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;What's your biggest secret? When You Say Nothing At All-Alison Krauss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;What do you think of your friends? Lay All Your Love on Me-Dominic Cooper&amp;amp;Amanda Seyfried, Mamma Mia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;What's the worst thing that could happen? Your So Vain-Carly Simon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;How will you die? Everybody's Changing-Keane&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;What is the one thing you regret? Here is Our King-Dave Crowder Band&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;What makes you laugh? Your Song-Ewan McGregor, Moulin Rouge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;What makes you cry? He Hears Me-Hilary Weeks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;What scares you the most? Dancing Queen-Meryl Streep, Mamma Mia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Does anyone like you? Seventeen-Tim McGraw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;If you could go back in time, what would you change? Lead Me Home-Hilary Weeks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;What hurts right now? Dancing Through Life-Norbert Leo Butz, Wicked&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;What will you post this as? Tequila Loves Me-Kenny Chesney&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I Tag Emily :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/193686370679383767-1663470174533808792?l=erintiggpage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erintiggpage.blogspot.com/feeds/1663470174533808792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=193686370679383767&amp;postID=1663470174533808792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193686370679383767/posts/default/1663470174533808792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193686370679383767/posts/default/1663470174533808792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erintiggpage.blogspot.com/2008/11/tequila-loves-me.html' title='Tequila Loves Me'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05327497158776873420</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/_G_uzxAVe8gg/S7gSB7uUF8I/AAAAAAAAAp4/uCmIBzyqO4c/S220/IMG_2640.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-193686370679383767.post-9001171182623662228</id><published>2008-10-16T18:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T18:19:15.416-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Where can I turn for peace?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SPfnSGE82bI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/hCHMQ7I_qLA/s1600-h/provo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257925388033382834" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SPfnSGE82bI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/hCHMQ7I_qLA/s320/provo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Today I decided to go to the temple.  It was the best decision I've made all day long!  It was such a great experience!  Its been a long time since I have felt the spirit like that and I really needed to feel the Lord's love for me.  I also felt the Lord's love for each and every one of the spirits that I was baptized and confirmed for.  I am so thankful that I have a temple so close that I can escape anytime I want to.  Its amazing the spirit that is there and the feeling that you get just by walking in the door.  I love it with all of my heart!!!&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/193686370679383767-9001171182623662228?l=erintiggpage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erintiggpage.blogspot.com/feeds/9001171182623662228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=193686370679383767&amp;postID=9001171182623662228' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193686370679383767/posts/default/9001171182623662228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193686370679383767/posts/default/9001171182623662228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erintiggpage.blogspot.com/2008/10/where-can-i-turn-for-peace.html' title='Where can I turn for peace?'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05327497158776873420</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/_G_uzxAVe8gg/S7gSB7uUF8I/AAAAAAAAAp4/uCmIBzyqO4c/S220/IMG_2640.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SPfnSGE82bI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/hCHMQ7I_qLA/s72-c/provo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-193686370679383767.post-3203321997865282838</id><published>2008-10-10T16:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T16:53:33.239-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged minus seven</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I am supposed to answer these questions in one word...here goes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;1. Where is your cell phone? Pocket&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;2. Where is your significant other? Lost&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;3. Your hair? Perfect&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;4. Your mother? AMAZING!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;5. Your father? Hunting...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;6. Your favorite thing? Peace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;7. Your dream last night? Forgotten&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;8. Your dream/goal? Travel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;9. The room you're in? Quiet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;10. Your hobby? Reading&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;11. Your fear? Stupid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;12. Where do you want to be in 6 years? Married.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;13. Where were you last night? BFF!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;14. What you're not? Sleeping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;15. One of your wish list items? Money&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;16. Where you grew up? WeJo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;17. The last thing you did? Work&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;18. What you're wearing? Sweats&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;19. Your TV? On&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;20. Your pet? Weird&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;21. Your computer? Dying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;22. What do you think of tags like this? FUN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;23. Your mood? Solemn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;24. Missing someone? Yes...........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;25. Where would you rather be? Elwood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;26. Something you're not wearing right now? Braces&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;27. Favorite store? Bookstore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;28. Your summer? Wasted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;29. Love someone? Tried.............................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;30. Favorite color? ORANGE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;31. The last time you laughed? Yesterday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;32. Who will participate? &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Tweets!&lt;/span&gt; (love ya man!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/193686370679383767-3203321997865282838?l=erintiggpage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erintiggpage.blogspot.com/feeds/3203321997865282838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=193686370679383767&amp;postID=3203321997865282838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193686370679383767/posts/default/3203321997865282838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193686370679383767/posts/default/3203321997865282838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erintiggpage.blogspot.com/2008/10/tagged-minus-seven.html' title='Tagged minus seven'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05327497158776873420</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/_G_uzxAVe8gg/S7gSB7uUF8I/AAAAAAAAAp4/uCmIBzyqO4c/S220/IMG_2640.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-193686370679383767.post-8219480322819421828</id><published>2008-10-07T19:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T22:17:35.581-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Once again wasting precious study time...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;The Tag of 8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So, I wasn't neccesarily tagged, but as I was wasting time and looking at other people's blogs that I don't really know (yes, I'll admit, I stalk blog of people I don't know. If it'll let me click on it, I'll read it) this tag was on one and I thought it was alot of fun so I decided to do it and start tagging those I know...so here goes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8 TV shows I love to watch&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jon &amp;amp; Kate plus 8&lt;/strong&gt; is definitely a favorite of mine! I could watch those cute kids torment their parents any day of the week!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hannah Montana&lt;/strong&gt;...yes I am a Disney Channel junkie and I love watching this teen superstar and her dorky brother &lt;strong&gt;Jackson&lt;/strong&gt; get into all sorts of trouble...and lets be honset...what other show can you watch &lt;strong&gt;Billy Ray Cyrus&lt;/strong&gt; on?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CSI: Miami&lt;/strong&gt;: I have only a few words...&lt;strong&gt;Horatio Cane&lt;/strong&gt; and Florida crime, what could be better?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ONE TREE HILL&lt;/strong&gt;: The &lt;strong&gt;ONLY&lt;/strong&gt; show I manage to not watch reruns of and I actually catch it on its regular time...This season has been &lt;strong&gt;awesome&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gossip Girl...XOXO&lt;/strong&gt;...enough said...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Supernatural&lt;/strong&gt;...this will be the first time I will admit it but I think I am acutally enjoying this show...curse you &lt;strong&gt;Brittany&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What I like about you&lt;/strong&gt;: but only the later seasons...gotta get my fill of &lt;strong&gt;Vince&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;Holly &lt;/strong&gt;hooking it up while she's still going out with &lt;strong&gt;Henry&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FRIENDS&lt;/strong&gt;...whats not to love about this classic? &lt;strong&gt;How you doin'?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;8 Favorite restaurants&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cheesecake Factory&lt;/strong&gt;...I can hear the Oreo cheesecake callin my name...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Olive Garden: &lt;/strong&gt;I can never get enough of those breadsticks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chili's&lt;/strong&gt;: gotta love the Mushroom Swiss Burger...I can down that thing in twenty minutes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kneader's...&lt;/strong&gt;I can never get enough of the Cream of Broccoli soup! And those Strawberry tarts...TO DIE FOR!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WENDY'S:&lt;/strong&gt; JBC, FROSTIE, FRIES, nuff said...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Village Baker:&lt;/strong&gt; That bread gets me every time!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mimi's Cafe&lt;/strong&gt; and those &lt;strong&gt;DELECTIBLE BROWNIES!!!!! &lt;/strong&gt;Only four dollars folks!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cafe Rio &lt;/strong&gt;has recently been on my list of favorites but I must say I like the &lt;strong&gt;fire grilled chicken&lt;/strong&gt; over the pork...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8 things that happened yesterday...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I &lt;strong&gt;slept in &lt;/strong&gt;for the first time in &lt;strong&gt;weeks!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Frosted cookies &lt;/strong&gt;for&lt;strong&gt; FHE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I was &lt;strong&gt;in bed &lt;/strong&gt;before &lt;strong&gt;MIDNIGHT!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I successfully dodged my recent &lt;strong&gt;stalker..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I went to my &lt;strong&gt;Head Guard Meeting &lt;/strong&gt;in Lehi...thrill a minute...let me tell you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Went &lt;strong&gt;grocery shopping &lt;/strong&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;got gas&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Went to &lt;strong&gt;INSTITUTUE &lt;/strong&gt;and loved every minute!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Realized once again...&lt;strong&gt;I hate my anatomy class.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;8 things I'm looking forward to...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;SNOWBOARDING!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;My best friend being &lt;strong&gt;home &lt;/strong&gt;from his &lt;strong&gt;mission...2 DAYS!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Playing with &lt;strong&gt;JAHUGA&lt;/strong&gt; tomorow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2&lt;/strong&gt; wedding receptions this week...&lt;strong&gt;both on satruday...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Taking my friends &lt;strong&gt;small child &lt;/strong&gt;to said receptions...this is going to be &lt;strong&gt;funny!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Sleep tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Getting my &lt;strong&gt;Chemistry test &lt;/strong&gt;over and done with tomorow morning...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Showering...tonight..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;8 things on my wish list...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I wish &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;that my &lt;strong&gt;brother&lt;/strong&gt; knew how much I loved him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I wish &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;that I could take a vacation...a long one...&lt;strong&gt;to the Hawaiian Islands&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I wish&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; that I could see the &lt;strong&gt;future&lt;/strong&gt;...that way I wouldn't have to worry so much now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I wish &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mitt Romney&lt;/strong&gt; were still running for &lt;strong&gt;President&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I wish &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Utah had a &lt;strong&gt;beach&lt;/strong&gt;...wouldn't that be nice!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I wish &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;that I didn't have to worry about &lt;strong&gt;money&lt;/strong&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I wish &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I could learn from &lt;strong&gt;osmosis&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I wish &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I were done with &lt;strong&gt;school&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;8 people I'm tagging:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;Mary Nelson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;Brittany Plothow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;Emily Galbraith&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;Brynne Burton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;Dangew ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;Jessica Haro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;Patches&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;Teigan Benson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;CAN'T WAIT TO READ THEM!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/193686370679383767-8219480322819421828?l=erintiggpage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erintiggpage.blogspot.com/feeds/8219480322819421828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=193686370679383767&amp;postID=8219480322819421828' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193686370679383767/posts/default/8219480322819421828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193686370679383767/posts/default/8219480322819421828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erintiggpage.blogspot.com/2008/10/once-again-wasting-precious-study-time.html' title='Once again wasting precious study time...'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05327497158776873420</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/_G_uzxAVe8gg/S7gSB7uUF8I/AAAAAAAAAp4/uCmIBzyqO4c/S220/IMG_2640.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-193686370679383767.post-5598660464350317335</id><published>2008-10-07T18:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T18:40:59.538-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Declaration of Independence</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;So this is my new favorite song...FORGET THE LOVE SONGS!!! HOLLA TO ALL MY SINGLE&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;SISTA'S OUT THERE!!! LOVE YOU ALL BUNCHES!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;I'm not waitin' around for a man to save me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;(Cos I'm happy where I am) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Don't depend on a guy to validate me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;(No no) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;I don't need to be anyone's baby &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;(Is that so hard to understand?) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;No I don't need another half to make me whole &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Make your move if you want doesn't mean I will or won't &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;I'm free to make my mind up you either got it or you don't &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;This is my current single status &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;My declaration of independence &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;There's no way I'm tradin' places &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Right now a star's in the ascendant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;I'm single (Right now) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;That's how I wanna be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;I'm single &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;(Right now) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;That's how I wanna be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Ah yeah Uh Huh that's right &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Don't need to be on somebody's arm to look good &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;(I like who I am) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;I'm not saying I don't wanna fall in love 'cos I would &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;I'm not gonna get hooked up just 'cos you say I should &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;(Can't romance on demand) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;I'm gonna wait so I'm sorry if you misunderstood &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;[Chorus]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Everything in it's right time everything in it's right place &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;I know I'll settle down one day &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;But 'til then I like it this way it's my way &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Eh I like it this way &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Make your move if you want &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;doesn't mean I will or won't &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;I'm free to make my mind up you either got it or you don't &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;'Til then I'm single &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;This is my current single status &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;My declaration of independence &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;There's no way I'm tradin' places &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Right now a star's in the ascendant&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/193686370679383767-5598660464350317335?l=erintiggpage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erintiggpage.blogspot.com/feeds/5598660464350317335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=193686370679383767&amp;postID=5598660464350317335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193686370679383767/posts/default/5598660464350317335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193686370679383767/posts/default/5598660464350317335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erintiggpage.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-declaration-of-independence.html' title='My Declaration of Independence'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05327497158776873420</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/_G_uzxAVe8gg/S7gSB7uUF8I/AAAAAAAAAp4/uCmIBzyqO4c/S220/IMG_2640.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-193686370679383767.post-3832166416963679658</id><published>2008-10-07T10:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T10:59:53.995-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Baby Girl!</title><content type='html'>So I finally got a new car after dealing with my old one breaking down every month on me...ISN'T SHE GORGEOUS?!?!!?!?! I sure do love driving it! Its a 2008 Pontiac G6...no worries I got it used with about 30,000 miles on it. It has a V6 engine and gets about 35 miles to the gallon...Beat that!!! I really like it and plan on driving it forever!!! &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SOuhmV67z-I/AAAAAAAAAUM/K3xQ_uAe7E0/s1600-h/hmmm+012.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254472997960036274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SOujWi1KL7I/AAAAAAAAAU0/ingXFdlF2Cw/s320/hmmm+012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254473002527090290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SOujWz2B5nI/AAAAAAAAAU8/HP21FFKs21Q/s320/hmmm+013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SOuhmuys2xI/AAAAAAAAAUU/Xl_D-pqiDbM/s1600-h/hmmm+013.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254473008323731330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SOujXJcDn4I/AAAAAAAAAVE/PBxtJfnO354/s320/hmmm+016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SOuhm9tIYhI/AAAAAAAAAUc/JShUYFSLGFk/s1600-h/hmmm+015.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SOuhnFw-44I/AAAAAAAAAUk/-d57ua6dLBo/s1600-h/hmmm+016.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/193686370679383767-3832166416963679658?l=erintiggpage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erintiggpage.blogspot.com/feeds/3832166416963679658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=193686370679383767&amp;postID=3832166416963679658' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193686370679383767/posts/default/3832166416963679658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193686370679383767/posts/default/3832166416963679658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erintiggpage.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-baby-girl.html' title='My Baby Girl!'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05327497158776873420</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/_G_uzxAVe8gg/S7gSB7uUF8I/AAAAAAAAAp4/uCmIBzyqO4c/S220/IMG_2640.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SOujWi1KL7I/AAAAAAAAAU0/ingXFdlF2Cw/s72-c/hmmm+012.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-193686370679383767.post-3712224105923900219</id><published>2008-10-01T20:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T21:22:24.843-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Never-Never Land</title><content type='html'>"In his address at the BYU spring 2005 commencement exercise, Elder Earl C. Tingey of the Seventy referred to an article in a recent issue of Time magazine. It states that the years from 18 to 25 have become “a distinct and separate life stage, a strange, transitional never-never land between adolescence and adulthood in which people stall for a few extra years, [postponing] … adult responsibility.” The article describes these transitional individuals as “permanent adolescents, … twentysomething Peter Pans.” Putting this analysis in terms more familiar to his audience of BYU graduates and their families, Elder Tingey spoke of “the indecision some college graduates have in … accepting the responsibilities of marriage and family.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"This tendency to postpone adult responsibilities, including marriage and family, is surely visible among our Latter-day Saint young adults. The average age at marriage has increased in the last few decades, and the number of children born to LDS married couples has decreased. It is timely to share some concerns about some current practices in the relationships of young LDS singles in North America.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="6"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Knowledgeable observers report that dating has nearly disappeared from college campuses and among young adults generally. It has been replaced by something called “hanging out.” You young people apparently know what this is, but I will describe it for the benefit of those of us who are middle-aged or older and otherwise uninformed. Hanging out consists of numbers of young men and young women joining together in some group activity. It is very different from dating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="7"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"For the benefit of some of you who are not middle-aged or older, I also may need to describe what dating is. Unlike hanging out, dating is not a team sport. Dating is pairing off to experience the kind of one-on-one association and temporary commitment that can lead to marriage in some rare and treasured cases.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="8"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What has made dating an endangered species?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one of my ALLTIME FAVORITE talks from Elder Dallin H. Oaks of the Quorum of the Twelve Apostles.  It is called Dating Versus Hanging Out.  It has really bothered me of late that dates are completely non-exsistent.  Todays males have resorted to what they knew how to do in high school-hang out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really think that we do boys an injustice in the early dating years (16-19) by telling them that dating is a "bad" thing.  Hey boys...DATING IS GOOD!!!  The only thing we are encouraged not to do is date exclusively prematurely. VERY understandable and I completely agree with this.  But, the impression that young men are getting is that dating is bad overall and that they shouldn't do it at all.  Therefore, they hang out.  After high school, they maybe get one year of college in...maybe less...and then they go on their missions.  After coming home from their missions, the are told to get married.  But the only thing they know how to do is HANG OUT. They don't know how to date.  They don't know how to take a girl on a nice night out that doesn't cost a fortune.  So they resort to what they know is safe a reliable.  Hanging out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing they don't know how to do is to find dates that are inexpensive and fun.  I recently went on a date with a friend from high school who had recently returned from his mission.  He asked me "How do I date now? What do I do?!"  He didn't know how to date for marriage!  I was shocked!  I had to teach him how to date all over again.  I had to give him ideas for dating that would help him get to know girls well and that would be inexpensive and yet fun.  He asked a million questions on what to to even do and how to act. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are we going to do about this?  And as Elder Oaks said "What has made dating an endangered species?"  Well, I think the answer is-WE have made dating an endangered species.  And guys these days need to get the courage up and just ask girls out.  It doesn't need to be anything big or expensive.  Go for ice cream.  Go for a drive.  Rent a movie.  Make her dinner.   BUT ASK THE GIRL OUT FOR HEAVENS SAKE!  The worst she can say is no.  And that doens't make you any less of a man for doing so. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...The more elaborate and expensive the date, the fewer the dates. As dates become fewer and more elaborate, this seems to create an expectation that a date implies seriousness or continuing commitment. That expectation discourages dating even more. Gone is the clumsy and inexpensive phone call your parents and grandparents and I used to make. That call went something like this: “What’re ya doin’ tonight? How about a movie?” Or, “How about taking a walk downtown?” Cheap dates like that can be frequent and nonthreatening, since they don’t seem to imply a continuing commitment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="14"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Simple and more frequent dates allow both men and women to “shop around” in a way that allows extensive evaluation of the prospects. The old-fashioned date was a wonderful way to get acquainted with a member of the opposite sex. It encouraged conversation. It allowed you to see how you treat others and how you are treated in a one-on-one situation. It gave opportunities to learn how to initiate and sustain a mature relationship. None of that happens in hanging out.&lt;a name="15"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"There is another possible contributing factor to the demise of dating and the prominence of the culture of hanging out. For many years the Church has counseled young people not to date before age 16. Perhaps some young adults, especially men, have carried that wise counsel to excess and determined not to date before 26 or maybe even 36.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="17"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Men, if you have returned from your mission and you are still following the boy-girl patterns you were counseled to follow when you were 15, it is time for you to grow up. Gather your courage and look for someone to pair off with. Start with a variety of dates with a variety of young women, and when that phase yields a good prospect, proceed to courtship. It’s marriage time. That is what the Lord intends for His young adult sons and daughters. Men have the initiative, and you men should get on with it. If you don’t know what a date is, perhaps this definition will help. I heard it from my 18-year-old granddaughter. A “date” must pass the test of three p’s: (1) planned ahead, (2) paid for, and (3) paired off."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will now get off my soap box.  But I hope you will all encourage those men around you to man up and ask a girl on a date.  The end.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/193686370679383767-3712224105923900219?l=erintiggpage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erintiggpage.blogspot.com/feeds/3712224105923900219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=193686370679383767&amp;postID=3712224105923900219' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193686370679383767/posts/default/3712224105923900219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193686370679383767/posts/default/3712224105923900219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erintiggpage.blogspot.com/2008/10/never-never-land.html' title='Never-Never Land'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05327497158776873420</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/_G_uzxAVe8gg/S7gSB7uUF8I/AAAAAAAAAp4/uCmIBzyqO4c/S220/IMG_2640.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-193686370679383767.post-3193766967246064336</id><published>2008-10-01T20:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T20:49:04.526-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Fabric of Our Lives</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Here are a few of my favorite pictures from the last little bit...and if you know me...its hard to just pick a favorite!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SORCy9LW1SI/AAAAAAAAASI/mffgGOohK0M/s1600-h/springbreakandrandom+265.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252396508603929890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SORCy9LW1SI/AAAAAAAAASI/mffgGOohK0M/s320/springbreakandrandom+265.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Miss Mia, my cute little niece!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SORCzBLLbPI/AAAAAAAAASQ/-AyRZNZYU9Y/s1600-h/randomness+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252396509676924146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SORCzBLLbPI/AAAAAAAAASQ/-AyRZNZYU9Y/s320/randomness+002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The sunset...taken on Bangerter Highway while at a stop light. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SORCznTMzzI/AAAAAAAAASY/3Do5pswn8bQ/s1600-h/randomness+008.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252396519911116594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SORCznTMzzI/AAAAAAAAASY/3Do5pswn8bQ/s320/randomness+008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;At the conference center &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SORCzyeN4gI/AAAAAAAAASg/nKNB2jiqZxY/s1600-h/california4+028.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252396522910114306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SORCzyeN4gI/AAAAAAAAASg/nKNB2jiqZxY/s320/california4+028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Newport Beach Temple &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SORC0E87a2I/AAAAAAAAASo/XoTRZ3fHoho/s1600-h/california4+041.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252396527870765922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SORC0E87a2I/AAAAAAAAASo/XoTRZ3fHoho/s320/california4+041.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;A rose is a rose... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SORBu3PHckI/AAAAAAAAARg/brdH_kWHWvw/s1600-h/roommate+pics+133.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252395338777981506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SORBu3PHckI/AAAAAAAAARg/brdH_kWHWvw/s320/roommate+pics+133.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; We are all stars...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SORBvSQ77NI/AAAAAAAAARo/ouTX--BnJZE/s1600-h/totallywierd+004.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252395346033372370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SORBvSQ77NI/AAAAAAAAARo/ouTX--BnJZE/s320/totallywierd+004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Jewelry...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SORBvkZ5ZSI/AAAAAAAAARw/2fNvLjoGTgo/s1600-h/summer08+152.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252395350902793506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SORBvkZ5ZSI/AAAAAAAAARw/2fNvLjoGTgo/s320/summer08+152.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Manti Temple &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SORBvl-_NuI/AAAAAAAAAR4/FdC-Rxzce6o/s1600-h/springbreakandrandom+037.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252395351326799586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SORBvl-_NuI/AAAAAAAAAR4/FdC-Rxzce6o/s320/springbreakandrandom+037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Truett playing the giant xylophone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SORBv1_LkBI/AAAAAAAAASA/CjoggYVbNgc/s1600-h/springbreakandrandom+109.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252395355622576146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SORBv1_LkBI/AAAAAAAAASA/CjoggYVbNgc/s320/springbreakandrandom+109.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; One of the coolest picture I have probably ever taken...in Bountiful off I-15 going south...this was not planned...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/193686370679383767-3193766967246064336?l=erintiggpage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erintiggpage.blogspot.com/feeds/3193766967246064336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=193686370679383767&amp;postID=3193766967246064336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193686370679383767/posts/default/3193766967246064336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193686370679383767/posts/default/3193766967246064336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erintiggpage.blogspot.com/2008/10/fabric-of-our-lives.html' title='The Fabric of Our Lives'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05327497158776873420</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/_G_uzxAVe8gg/S7gSB7uUF8I/AAAAAAAAAp4/uCmIBzyqO4c/S220/IMG_2640.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SORCy9LW1SI/AAAAAAAAASI/mffgGOohK0M/s72-c/springbreakandrandom+265.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-193686370679383767.post-9072817924261809259</id><published>2008-10-01T16:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T20:21:43.163-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunshine and Summertime...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So a couple weeks ago my cute roommates and I decided to do roommate pictures...cliche, I know...but it was super fun!  We even have a couple hanging in our front room!  We had a blast taking them and here are a few that I sent through photo shop and put them in black and white...ENJOY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SOQGMWcTomI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/CxVNW_0UgCE/s1600-h/roommate+pics+135.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252329874673345122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SOQGMWcTomI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/CxVNW_0UgCE/s320/roommate+pics+135.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; FEET!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SOQGMftwwRI/AAAAAAAAARA/0pZcqhdNy0U/s1600-h/roommate+pics+142.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SOQGMvWIr6I/AAAAAAAAARI/R0iwMGJFBjo/s1600-h/roommate+pics+143.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252329881358348194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SOQGMvWIr6I/AAAAAAAAARI/R0iwMGJFBjo/s320/roommate+pics+143.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Peace Man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SOQF4ocoocI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/-rHiTuWMoUY/s1600-h/roommate+pics+087.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252329535909175746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SOQF4ocoocI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/-rHiTuWMoUY/s320/roommate+pics+087.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Classic backwards pic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SOQF5D4ZwqI/AAAAAAAAAQY/Z1-3wTmvVHY/s1600-h/roommate+pics+089.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SOQF5I10vSI/AAAAAAAAAQg/MByL51CK1QM/s1600-h/roommate+pics+099.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252329544604761378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SOQF5I10vSI/AAAAAAAAAQg/MByL51CK1QM/s320/roommate+pics+099.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;YAY!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SOQF5f9VPdI/AAAAAAAAAQo/phTEIgwrrE4/s1600-h/roommate+pics+106.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252329550810267090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SOQF5f9VPdI/AAAAAAAAAQo/phTEIgwrrE4/s320/roommate+pics+106.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Smile Big!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SOQF5jp9XfI/AAAAAAAAAQw/mH5TUkRoZaU/s1600-h/roommate+pics+127.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252329551802752498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SOQF5jp9XfI/AAAAAAAAAQw/mH5TUkRoZaU/s320/roommate+pics+127.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This is one of my favorites!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SOQFrfXzpUI/AAAAAAAAAPo/FWQZVBB8rwI/s1600-h/roommate+pics+040.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252329310134707522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SOQFrfXzpUI/AAAAAAAAAPo/FWQZVBB8rwI/s320/roommate+pics+040.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Again, a favorite!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SOQFrnzyGKI/AAAAAAAAAPw/BP2XzNVQs4w/s1600-h/roommate+pics+047.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252329312399530146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SOQFrnzyGKI/AAAAAAAAAPw/BP2XzNVQs4w/s320/roommate+pics+047.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; We love each other!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SOQFr3aaHyI/AAAAAAAAAP4/8ceLy6LW_Cg/s1600-h/roommate+pics+057.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252329316588068642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SOQFr3aaHyI/AAAAAAAAAP4/8ceLy6LW_Cg/s320/roommate+pics+057.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We call ourselves "The Girls of 1241" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SOQFr3VezWI/AAAAAAAAAQA/YgkS8OPkhHk/s1600-h/roommate+pics+074.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252329316567403874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SOQFr3VezWI/AAAAAAAAAQA/YgkS8OPkhHk/s320/roommate+pics+074.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sexy, Sexy!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SOQFsJX6KPI/AAAAAAAAAQI/5oavdYySPF4/s1600-h/roommate+pics+084.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252329321409423602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SOQFsJX6KPI/AAAAAAAAAQI/5oavdYySPF4/s320/roommate+pics+084.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ULTIMATE FAVORITE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SOQFdUR203I/AAAAAAAAAPA/oHztxeNTAeM/s1600-h/roommate+pics+003.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252329066638791538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SOQFdUR203I/AAAAAAAAAPA/oHztxeNTAeM/s320/roommate+pics+003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; I said something dirty...it was funny...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SOQFdkQeVwI/AAAAAAAAAPI/GdEMvjQKT5U/s1600-h/roommate+pics+016.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252329070927959810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SOQFdkQeVwI/AAAAAAAAAPI/GdEMvjQKT5U/s320/roommate+pics+016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Roommate LOVE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SOQFeMVx4yI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/QH873qbVH9w/s1600-h/roommate+pics+018.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252329081687630626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SOQFeMVx4yI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/QH873qbVH9w/s320/roommate+pics+018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Us TRYING to be Gansta...its not working is it... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SOQFeC3khqI/AAAAAAAAAPY/lcUIlnCblWY/s1600-h/roommate+pics+019.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252329079145006754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SOQFeC3khqI/AAAAAAAAAPY/lcUIlnCblWY/s320/roommate+pics+019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Another favorite!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SOQFeWwVKGI/AAAAAAAAAPg/iFLKo5cxHYo/s1600-h/roommate+pics+025.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252329084483348578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SOQFeWwVKGI/AAAAAAAAAPg/iFLKo5cxHYo/s320/roommate+pics+025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Holding hands...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/193686370679383767-9072817924261809259?l=erintiggpage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erintiggpage.blogspot.com/feeds/9072817924261809259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=193686370679383767&amp;postID=9072817924261809259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193686370679383767/posts/default/9072817924261809259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193686370679383767/posts/default/9072817924261809259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erintiggpage.blogspot.com/2008/10/sunshine-and-summertime.html' title='Sunshine and Summertime...'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05327497158776873420</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/_G_uzxAVe8gg/S7gSB7uUF8I/AAAAAAAAAp4/uCmIBzyqO4c/S220/IMG_2640.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SOQGMWcTomI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/CxVNW_0UgCE/s72-c/roommate+pics+135.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-193686370679383767.post-337706333630283507</id><published>2008-09-04T18:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T18:42:59.762-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Here we go...</title><content type='html'>Yes, I realize that it has been over a month since I have posted anything on my blog and I apologize. I just haven't been in the mood to share what has been going on in the past 6 weeks. Its been long and stressful, but I do know that everything has to get better. As Shania Twain says..."Up, up, up, Can only go up from here!" And thats really all that I can wait for is the UP in life to finally show itself. And even right now I am not in the greatest mood.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know all the time as a kid that you wish you could be like Aladdin and find a magic lamp with a genie in it and you could have three wishes but then when you really got thinking about it you couldn't just stop at three wishes???????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish #1: I wish that the person I cared about most realized what he had and what he is now losing...&lt;br /&gt;Wish #2: I wish I didn't have to struggle with money so much...&lt;br /&gt;Wish #3: I wish I could turn back time three months...&lt;br /&gt;Wish #4: I wish that I could control some people's decisions...&lt;br /&gt;Wish #5: I wish I was getting my new car today...&lt;br /&gt;Wish #6: I wish I had my own room...though I do love my roommate TONS...&lt;br /&gt;Wish #7: I wish there was snow in them there hills so I could call in sick tomorrow and go snowboarding...&lt;br /&gt;Wish #8: I wish I could talk to my best friend right now...&lt;br /&gt;Wish #9: I wish I could find a better job...soon...&lt;br /&gt;Wish #10: I wish my life weren't so pathetic that I sat here on a thursday night at 7:30 complaining on my blog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those are just the first ten wishes that popped into my head and I'm sure I could keep going all night but I won't bore you with all the details.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life will get better, I know.  Its just at a low point right now. I do have much to be grateful though and I hope that all of you are doing well :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/193686370679383767-337706333630283507?l=erintiggpage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erintiggpage.blogspot.com/feeds/337706333630283507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=193686370679383767&amp;postID=337706333630283507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193686370679383767/posts/default/337706333630283507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193686370679383767/posts/default/337706333630283507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erintiggpage.blogspot.com/2008/09/here-we-go.html' title='Here we go...'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05327497158776873420</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/_G_uzxAVe8gg/S7gSB7uUF8I/AAAAAAAAAp4/uCmIBzyqO4c/S220/IMG_2640.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-193686370679383767.post-3002311459821204714</id><published>2008-07-26T12:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T12:42:09.187-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks for the Memories...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1. Add a comment on my blog. Leave one memory that you and I had together. It doesn't matter if you knew me a little or a lot, anything you remember!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;2. Next, re-post these instructions on your blog and see how many people leave a memory about you. It's actually pretty funny to see the responses. If you leave a memory about me, I'll assume you're playing the game and I'll come to your blog and leave one about you. If you don't want to play on your blog, or if you don't have a blog, I'll leave my memory of you in my comments.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hope to hear from you all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/193686370679383767-3002311459821204714?l=erintiggpage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erintiggpage.blogspot.com/feeds/3002311459821204714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=193686370679383767&amp;postID=3002311459821204714' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193686370679383767/posts/default/3002311459821204714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193686370679383767/posts/default/3002311459821204714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erintiggpage.blogspot.com/2008/07/thanks-for-memories.html' title='Thanks for the Memories...'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05327497158776873420</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/_G_uzxAVe8gg/S7gSB7uUF8I/AAAAAAAAAp4/uCmIBzyqO4c/S220/IMG_2640.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-193686370679383767.post-2791374371847954098</id><published>2008-07-25T09:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T09:43:11.523-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just not there...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I am sorry for the recent silence in my blog...I just haven't been in the mood to blog lately...I don't know the reason but as soon as I snap out of it I will update you all on the last few weeks :)  Take care!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/193686370679383767-2791374371847954098?l=erintiggpage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erintiggpage.blogspot.com/feeds/2791374371847954098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=193686370679383767&amp;postID=2791374371847954098' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193686370679383767/posts/default/2791374371847954098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193686370679383767/posts/default/2791374371847954098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erintiggpage.blogspot.com/2008/07/just-not-there.html' title='Just not there...'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05327497158776873420</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/_G_uzxAVe8gg/S7gSB7uUF8I/AAAAAAAAAp4/uCmIBzyqO4c/S220/IMG_2640.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-193686370679383767.post-6642042453314266082</id><published>2008-07-08T18:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T18:55:15.679-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Does this qualify as a real job?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sometime at the Legacy Center we have a &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;LITTLE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;too much fun...here are some examples...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SHQYzwE86AI/AAAAAAAAAME/QOi-FzfyS_w/s1600-h/DSCF6248.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220825145387313154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SHQYzwE86AI/AAAAAAAAAME/QOi-FzfyS_w/s320/DSCF6248.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dalton and TJ...Dalton looks a bit too happy in the picture if you ask me... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SHQY0D-D_qI/AAAAAAAAAMM/scxdYzS_KV8/s1600-h/DSCF6250.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220825150727126690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SHQY0D-D_qI/AAAAAAAAAMM/scxdYzS_KV8/s320/DSCF6250.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dalton in his floatie suit on his Harley...you don't see this very often... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SHQY0oknTZI/AAAAAAAAAMU/_HO5cfbc1sw/s1600-h/DSCF6252.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220825160552500626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SHQY0oknTZI/AAAAAAAAAMU/_HO5cfbc1sw/s320/DSCF6252.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Korbin...We all love him to PIECES!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SHQYiZuuMsI/AAAAAAAAALc/MLSxq6YdZE0/s1600-h/DSCF6223.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220824847330718402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SHQYiZuuMsI/AAAAAAAAALc/MLSxq6YdZE0/s320/DSCF6223.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lacey and Mary are sometimes a little special.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SHQYiu42htI/AAAAAAAAALk/4yk_3L1dimw/s1600-h/DSCF6227.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220824853010351826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SHQYiu42htI/AAAAAAAAALk/4yk_3L1dimw/s320/DSCF6227.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Otter pops that will be gone in the next two days....we all love them WAY too much... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SHQYjQyanwI/AAAAAAAAALs/Tt6hPdqhonA/s1600-h/DSCF6233.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220824862110162690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SHQYjQyanwI/AAAAAAAAALs/Tt6hPdqhonA/s320/DSCF6233.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You can just see the excitement on Ike's face! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SHQYjlNqXWI/AAAAAAAAAL0/z6DXonajRCk/s1600-h/DSCF6244.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220824867593149794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SHQYjlNqXWI/AAAAAAAAAL0/z6DXonajRCk/s320/DSCF6244.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dalton trying on the lost-and-found items...we dont' ask questions... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SHQYkBmTW1I/AAAAAAAAAL8/gY8iNO4--2g/s1600-h/DSCF6246.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220824875212692306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SHQYkBmTW1I/AAAAAAAAAL8/gY8iNO4--2g/s320/DSCF6246.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Like I said...don't ask questions...you just go with the flow... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SHQYBGp9PYI/AAAAAAAAAK0/7PipBRdjlmU/s1600-h/DSCF6208.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220824275274775938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SHQYBGp9PYI/AAAAAAAAAK0/7PipBRdjlmU/s320/DSCF6208.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cohen trying on the lost-and-found goggles :) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SHQYBaeHnvI/AAAAAAAAAK8/EyXaJu7Zv2g/s1600-h/DSCF6209.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220824280593833714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SHQYBaeHnvI/AAAAAAAAAK8/EyXaJu7Zv2g/s320/DSCF6209.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Baby Tal!  Such  a chunk! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SHQYB2J4V5I/AAAAAAAAALE/AYnpY3DdCA4/s1600-h/DSCF6210.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220824288025139090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SHQYB2J4V5I/AAAAAAAAALE/AYnpY3DdCA4/s320/DSCF6210.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cohen practicing his lifeguard skills...he'll be so great one day! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SHQYCfpul6I/AAAAAAAAALM/Z8dQPU7GL7U/s1600-h/DSCF6217.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220824299164571554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SHQYCfpul6I/AAAAAAAAALM/Z8dQPU7GL7U/s320/DSCF6217.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Eating Auntie Erin's Tootie Frooties...the bag was bigger than he is... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SHQYDS8RxZI/AAAAAAAAALU/u2YRLez53bs/s1600-h/DSCF6221.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220824312932582802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SHQYDS8RxZI/AAAAAAAAALU/u2YRLez53bs/s320/DSCF6221.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mary entertains us all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/193686370679383767-6642042453314266082?l=erintiggpage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erintiggpage.blogspot.com/feeds/6642042453314266082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=193686370679383767&amp;postID=6642042453314266082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193686370679383767/posts/default/6642042453314266082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193686370679383767/posts/default/6642042453314266082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erintiggpage.blogspot.com/2008/07/does-this-qualify-as-real-job.html' title='Does this qualify as a real job?'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05327497158776873420</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/_G_uzxAVe8gg/S7gSB7uUF8I/AAAAAAAAAp4/uCmIBzyqO4c/S220/IMG_2640.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SHQYzwE86AI/AAAAAAAAAME/QOi-FzfyS_w/s72-c/DSCF6248.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-193686370679383767.post-2091086814145523276</id><published>2008-07-07T00:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T00:55:34.749-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Personal Mission Statement</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My life’s purpose is to have integrity and honesty in everything that I do.  No one should ever question my motives or my actions.  To have raised a righteous family and to have been an influence in the community in which I live in.  I want people to know what was most important in my life, namely family, friends, the Gospel, and the Scriptures.  I want to live a life where people will look back and see the love and service that I gave to others and I want people to see that I lived for the Lord instead of for myself.  I will uphold the values taught to me by my parents, grandparents, friends, and church leaders.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/193686370679383767-2091086814145523276?l=erintiggpage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erintiggpage.blogspot.com/feeds/2091086814145523276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=193686370679383767&amp;postID=2091086814145523276' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193686370679383767/posts/default/2091086814145523276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193686370679383767/posts/default/2091086814145523276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erintiggpage.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-personal-mission-statement.html' title='My Personal Mission Statement'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05327497158776873420</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/_G_uzxAVe8gg/S7gSB7uUF8I/AAAAAAAAAp4/uCmIBzyqO4c/S220/IMG_2640.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-193686370679383767.post-7088616028763422055</id><published>2008-07-02T12:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T12:15:35.024-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Haircut...for Katie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SGvTs4LWXGI/AAAAAAAAAIc/6Hpz4EFJv-s/s1600-h/DSCF6000.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218497361186544738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SGvTs4LWXGI/AAAAAAAAAIc/6Hpz4EFJv-s/s320/DSCF6000.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SGvTtvOocQI/AAAAAAAAAIk/vs6swBjG7_Y/s1600-h/DSCF6001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218497375964262658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SGvTtvOocQI/AAAAAAAAAIk/vs6swBjG7_Y/s320/DSCF6001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SGvTu0q4CTI/AAAAAAAAAIs/jAxmCUlD0Eo/s1600-h/DSCF6003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218497394604771634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SGvTu0q4CTI/AAAAAAAAAIs/jAxmCUlD0Eo/s320/DSCF6003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SGvTvzItDzI/AAAAAAAAAI0/8KYeuiHfERE/s1600-h/DSCF6004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218497411372879666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SGvTvzItDzI/AAAAAAAAAI0/8KYeuiHfERE/s320/DSCF6004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is my Haircut Katie-did! This is what it looks like flipped out...when I do it under next time I'll post some pics of it :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/193686370679383767-7088616028763422055?l=erintiggpage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erintiggpage.blogspot.com/feeds/7088616028763422055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=193686370679383767&amp;postID=7088616028763422055' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193686370679383767/posts/default/7088616028763422055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193686370679383767/posts/default/7088616028763422055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erintiggpage.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-haircutfor-katie.html' title='My Haircut...for Katie'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05327497158776873420</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/_G_uzxAVe8gg/S7gSB7uUF8I/AAAAAAAAAp4/uCmIBzyqO4c/S220/IMG_2640.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SGvTs4LWXGI/AAAAAAAAAIc/6Hpz4EFJv-s/s72-c/DSCF6000.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-193686370679383767.post-1757749169949504639</id><published>2008-07-01T15:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T15:32:38.950-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A glimpse of my life</title><content type='html'>Here are a few pictures from the last little bit of my life...Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218174966935804546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SGqufEALWoI/AAAAAAAAAIU/l2nhTotIXes/s320/DSCF5987.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Collin Raye! He was amazing in concert!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218174958677774514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SGquelPT0LI/AAAAAAAAAIM/yrgxy9eW1cc/s320/DSCF5980.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Josh Gracin! He was amazing too! He gave me a high five and then signed my shirt!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SGquddQFm6I/AAAAAAAAAH0/tAdcPk9iXuI/s1600-h/DSCF5802.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218174939353684898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SGquddQFm6I/AAAAAAAAAH0/tAdcPk9iXuI/s320/DSCF5802.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Pretty flowers at Temple Square&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218174054282307554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SGqtp8GoJ-I/AAAAAAAAAHs/Oe603FLqHcU/s320/DSCF5832.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I love this picure! So cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SGqud8knDnI/AAAAAAAAAH8/JvgK5LPxBpc/s1600-h/DSCF5822.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218174947761262194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SGqud8knDnI/AAAAAAAAAH8/JvgK5LPxBpc/s320/DSCF5822.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jahuga is so GORGEOUS! I love her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SGquePPJIJI/AAAAAAAAAIE/YNfwyur3bwU/s1600-h/DSCF5902.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218174952771494034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SGquePPJIJI/AAAAAAAAAIE/YNfwyur3bwU/s320/DSCF5902.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Pretty water!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SGqtoObn_ZI/AAAAAAAAAHM/PlEszbTJgR4/s1600-h/DSCF5750.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218174024842476946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SGqtoObn_ZI/AAAAAAAAAHM/PlEszbTJgR4/s320/DSCF5750.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me and Jared on our spur of the moment four wheeling trip on June 28, 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SGqtopISzcI/AAAAAAAAAHU/2sxaHFIAR5Y/s1600-h/DSCF5741.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218174032009153986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SGqtopISzcI/AAAAAAAAAHU/2sxaHFIAR5Y/s320/DSCF5741.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lacee and Shaun on our four wheeling trip, June 28, 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SGqtpEocapI/AAAAAAAAAHc/x33eBDXYuOM/s1600-h/DSCF5773.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218174039391758994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SGqtpEocapI/AAAAAAAAAHc/x33eBDXYuOM/s320/DSCF5773.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The sunset looking over Utah Lake, June 28, 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SGqtNU-_gRI/AAAAAAAAAGk/8poVg5NEm78/s1600-h/DSCF5598.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218173562744963346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SGqtNU-_gRI/AAAAAAAAAGk/8poVg5NEm78/s320/DSCF5598.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jahuga and me...we forgot the camera was zoomed in...oops!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SGqtN5T2CEI/AAAAAAAAAGs/yrvBML-UgrA/s1600-h/DSCF5620.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218173572496099394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SGqtN5T2CEI/AAAAAAAAAGs/yrvBML-UgrA/s320/DSCF5620.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Timpanogas Temple at night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SGqtOPmvQ6I/AAAAAAAAAG0/OQhjgPRXmOQ/s1600-h/DSCF5674.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218173578480927650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SGqtOPmvQ6I/AAAAAAAAAG0/OQhjgPRXmOQ/s320/DSCF5674.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Duke proposing to Carrie...SHE SAID YES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SGqtOsf-7tI/AAAAAAAAAG8/R_vkX83K1qc/s1600-h/DSCF5715.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218173586237222610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SGqtOsf-7tI/AAAAAAAAAG8/R_vkX83K1qc/s320/DSCF5715.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Rexburg Idaho Temple&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SGqtOzuMypI/AAAAAAAAAHE/ikp-Q0UEzmw/s1600-h/DSCF5723.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218173588175899282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SGqtOzuMypI/AAAAAAAAAHE/ikp-Q0UEzmw/s320/DSCF5723.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jake and his little Turnips!&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/193686370679383767-1757749169949504639?l=erintiggpage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erintiggpage.blogspot.com/feeds/1757749169949504639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=193686370679383767&amp;postID=1757749169949504639' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193686370679383767/posts/default/1757749169949504639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193686370679383767/posts/default/1757749169949504639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erintiggpage.blogspot.com/2008/07/glimpse-of-my-life.html' title='A glimpse of my life'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05327497158776873420</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/_G_uzxAVe8gg/S7gSB7uUF8I/AAAAAAAAAp4/uCmIBzyqO4c/S220/IMG_2640.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SGqufEALWoI/AAAAAAAAAIU/l2nhTotIXes/s72-c/DSCF5987.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-193686370679383767.post-4966163188121726171</id><published>2008-06-29T22:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T23:03:16.543-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing better than a little photo shoot...</title><content type='html'>Me and Jahuga decided to go to Temple Square today and take pics...although we intended them to be pictures of the Temple, most of them turned out to be pics of the two of us...it was great fun! And 375 pictures later, we were tired but happy girls! Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217548915172119282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SGh1GDcPEvI/AAAAAAAAAE8/xi5yyBQ2AjA/s320/n509908911_610644_3491.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217548924716075330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SGh1Gm_sSUI/AAAAAAAAAFc/Sp3hTjiFi0I/s320/n509908911_610672_2337.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217549182804545138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SGh1VocxznI/AAAAAAAAAF0/cF2-z9xXtEg/s320/n648422308_697033_5945.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217548926033589778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SGh1Gr5z9hI/AAAAAAAAAFU/XVPqktBzueA/s320/n509908911_610658_7718.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217549176041704098" style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SGh1WqTkU-I/AAAAAAAAAGE/k1wvzZeaB9U/s320/n648422308_697037_7027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217549190134091026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SGh1WDwRzRI/AAAAAAAAAF8/KP-_jiRqp2c/s320/n648422308_697036_6755.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217549170231988722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SGh1U5nP0fI/AAAAAAAAAFk/7MDpyXkfhB0/s320/n509908911_610674_3016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217549415463139986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SGh1jLK6OpI/AAAAAAAAAGM/YOt-w5j5ltc/s320/n648422308_697039_7609.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217549423544791922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SGh1jpRuc3I/AAAAAAAAAGc/PXb8GUvOzUM/s320/n648422308_697041_8181.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/193686370679383767-4966163188121726171?l=erintiggpage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erintiggpage.blogspot.com/feeds/4966163188121726171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=193686370679383767&amp;postID=4966163188121726171' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193686370679383767/posts/default/4966163188121726171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193686370679383767/posts/default/4966163188121726171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erintiggpage.blogspot.com/2008/06/nothing-better-than-little-photo-shoot.html' title='Nothing better than a little photo shoot...'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05327497158776873420</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/_G_uzxAVe8gg/S7gSB7uUF8I/AAAAAAAAAp4/uCmIBzyqO4c/S220/IMG_2640.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SGh1GDcPEvI/AAAAAAAAAE8/xi5yyBQ2AjA/s72-c/n509908911_610644_3491.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-193686370679383767.post-6229826619503783642</id><published>2008-06-25T02:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T02:57:23.067-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love excels and exceeds almost all else...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I know in the King James version of the Bible the word used here is 'charity,' while in most versions of the Bible the word used is 'love.' But for the sake of the post we are going to use the word 'love.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;atomicelement id="ms__id188"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/atomicelement&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;"Love &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;suffereth&lt;/span&gt; long, and is kind; Love &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;envieth&lt;/span&gt; not; Love &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;vaunteth&lt;/span&gt; not itself, is not puffed up. Doth not behave itself unseemly, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;seeketh&lt;/span&gt; not her own, is not easily provoked, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;thinketh&lt;/span&gt; no evil; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Rejoiceth&lt;/span&gt; not in iniquity, but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;rejoiceth&lt;/span&gt; in truth; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Beareth&lt;/span&gt; all things, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;believeth&lt;/span&gt; all things, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;hopeth&lt;/span&gt; all things, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;endureth&lt;/span&gt; all things. Love never &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;faileth&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;atomicelement id="ms__id191"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/atomicelement&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;This is one of my favorite scriptures! The reason I did this post is I think that we all get a little jaded when it comes to love and we forget really what love is. Here are a few things that I think "LOVE" should also be...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;atomicelement id="ms__id203"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/atomicelement&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;~Love is blind...as dumb as it sounds, love needs to be blind to look past faults, the past, and the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;buttheads&lt;/span&gt; that we can all be...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;atomicelement id="ms__id206"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/atomicelement&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;~Love is patient...I know the scripture basically said that...I am just reiterating the fact.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;atomicelement id="ms__id209"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/atomicelement&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;~Love is perfect...I don't think there is any other more perfect emotion that God gave to us than love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;atomicelement id="ms__id226"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/atomicelement&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;~Love conquers all...I think that about says it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;atomicelement id="ms__id229"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/atomicelement&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;~Love is a risk...we all know its a risk, no matter how easy it may seem...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;atomicelement id="ms__id232"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/atomicelement&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;~Love is hard...at least it usually is. I believe that love SHOULDN'T be easy...it should be something that we have to work at and fight for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;atomicelement id="ms__id235"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/atomicelement&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;~Love is scary...when you love someone there is no guarantee that things are going to be a perfect fairy tale and that is a bit scary if you ask me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;atomicelement id="ms__id238"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/atomicelement&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;~Love is never convenient...it tends to fall in your lap and the exact moment that you DON'T need it to. Its almost like cupid is laughing in your face going "I surprised you with that one, huh?!" and you are thinking..."I could have gone without the hole in my head..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;atomicelement id="ms__id241"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/atomicelement&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;~Love is CRAZY!!! There is and never will be another emotion that will make you cry, laugh, dance, sob, make you want to kill yourself, and make you want to jump for joy all in one second. Its a roller coaster ride so HANG ON!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;~Love is meant to be...and even though it may not be what we are looking for or even want...it needs to be embraced...which brings me to my next point...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;~Love is to be embraced...we can't be scared of it...we just have to let things happen how they are supposed to...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;~Love is needed...what would the world be like with out love? It would be a pretty dull place...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;~Love knows all...when you love someone, it doesn't take much to know whats wrong, if they are having a good day, if they need a hug, or just some Ben &amp;amp; Jerry's...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;~Love is the end all, cure all...I really and truly believe this with all my heart and soul...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;With that said, folks, I will now turn in for the night. I hope you know that I love you all from the bottom of my heart. Goodnight and Sweet dreams :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;atomicelement id="ms__id194"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/atomicelement&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;atomicelement id="ms__id244"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/atomicelement&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/193686370679383767-6229826619503783642?l=erintiggpage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erintiggpage.blogspot.com/feeds/6229826619503783642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=193686370679383767&amp;postID=6229826619503783642' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193686370679383767/posts/default/6229826619503783642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193686370679383767/posts/default/6229826619503783642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erintiggpage.blogspot.com/2008/06/love-excels-and-exceeds-almost-all-else.html' title='Love excels and exceeds almost all else...'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05327497158776873420</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/_G_uzxAVe8gg/S7gSB7uUF8I/AAAAAAAAAp4/uCmIBzyqO4c/S220/IMG_2640.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-193686370679383767.post-262310391948613631</id><published>2008-06-20T22:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T23:02:09.311-07:00</updated><title type='text'>And the difference is...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I've been accused lately of freaking out.  I don't freak out.  I get confused, yes.  Freak out, no.  And there is a big difference.  Freaking out consists of hysterically crying, accusing the other party of atrocities that are not true, not letting the other party get a word in edgewise, not accepting one's responsibilities, etc.  Confusion consists of not knowing what is going on with the other party and therefore you don't know what to say, do, think, etc.  I am confused.  Not freaking out.  I have no idea what the other party is currently thinking about things and therefore I don't know what to say or do.  I may occasionally do something irrational due to that confusion, but never freak out.  I am a very simple girl to understand and to be accused of freaking out and being complicated is not very fun.  I need my sleep.  I need a shower, but only every other day.  I need food.  And I need communication.  The end.  If all of these are fulfilled, I will be a satisfied girl.  But once one of those is taken out of the equation, sometimes I don't know how to react.  I never freak out though.  Its something that I always thought was stupid and therefore always tried NEVER to do.  But confusion is a natural emotion and I am definitely confused beyond all reason.  And its really starting to bother me not knowing whats going on.  Communication is the key missing point here and that, to me, is a very important point.  And contrary to popular belief I am not a mind reader and therefore cannot &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;decipher&lt;/span&gt; what the other party is thinking in this situation.  Just tell me like it is and I'll be happy.  End of discussion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/193686370679383767-262310391948613631?l=erintiggpage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erintiggpage.blogspot.com/feeds/262310391948613631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=193686370679383767&amp;postID=262310391948613631' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193686370679383767/posts/default/262310391948613631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193686370679383767/posts/default/262310391948613631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erintiggpage.blogspot.com/2008/06/and-difference-is.html' title='And the difference is...'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05327497158776873420</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/_G_uzxAVe8gg/S7gSB7uUF8I/AAAAAAAAAp4/uCmIBzyqO4c/S220/IMG_2640.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-193686370679383767.post-1480360156565162141</id><published>2008-06-18T22:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T23:07:21.450-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DONE</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You know how sometimes we are forced in this life to be strong and hold on and all that garbage?! Well I'm DONE. I'm not giving up completely on life, but I'm DONE having to be strong for certain people. I'm DONE crying myself to sleep. I'm DONE hoping for things that can't be. I'm DONE waiting for certain people to catch a clue. I'm DONE loving someone who doesn't care. I'm DONE lying to myself about things. I'm DONE with the up and down emotions. I'm DONE holding on to dreams that don't exsist. I'm DONE trying to be happy when I'm not. I'm DONE faking that everything is hunky dory when it ain't. I'm DONE telling people that I'm alright when I'm clearly not. I'm DONE not knowing what the future holds. I'm DONE not telling him the truth. I'm DONE waiting for him to come to me. I'm DONE with him not caring. I'm DONE crying over him. I'm DONE hoping for him. I'm DONE, DONE, DONE! Ok........so maybe not.........maybe i still love him. maybe i still care. maybe i still have some strength left in me. maybe i'll still cry. maybe i'll still hope. maybe i'll hold on a little longer. maybe i'll still wait. maybe i'll still fake it. maybe i'll still have faith. maybe i'll tell him the truth. maybe i'll just go to him. maybe i still care enough. maybe i'll just cry to him. maybe i'll still hope for him. but just maybe. not promising anything. just maybe. thank you for letting me get that out. thats all i needed. now its bed time. my alarm goes off in 3 hours. curse this 4:30 a.m. crap. oh well. maybe. maybe i'll talk to him tomorrow. maybe. maybe......this would make a good song...hmmm...maybe....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/193686370679383767-1480360156565162141?l=erintiggpage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erintiggpage.blogspot.com/feeds/1480360156565162141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=193686370679383767&amp;postID=1480360156565162141' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193686370679383767/posts/default/1480360156565162141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193686370679383767/posts/default/1480360156565162141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erintiggpage.blogspot.com/2008/06/done.html' title='DONE'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05327497158776873420</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/_G_uzxAVe8gg/S7gSB7uUF8I/AAAAAAAAAp4/uCmIBzyqO4c/S220/IMG_2640.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-193686370679383767.post-3820887656864569213</id><published>2008-06-18T00:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T00:52:30.433-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BREAKTHROUGH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;FINALLY I WAS ABLE TO DO IT! I wrote my first song tonight!!! It was so weird...as I knelt down to say my prayers, I had so many thoughts going through my head, but none of them were a coherent prayer. I just sat there thinking and I suddenly jumped up and grabbed my notebook! Twenty minutes later, I had it! I'd always had friends that would tell me "it'll come when it comes, don't try and force it" THEY SURE WERE RIGHT! Its not a very happy song...it just expresses alot of what I have been feeling lately. It was good to get it out on paper...and now I am sharing it with you! Please give me all the feedback you can dish out! Its only my first one...I need it! Enjoy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Never Enough For You...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;The hugs and the kisses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;The prayers and the wishes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I've tried and I've failed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;to let you know I care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I don't know what else I can do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;to tell you I'll always be there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CHORUS:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;There's so much I want to say&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But I hold it all inside&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My love for you is so strong&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and many nights I've cried&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm so afraid of losing you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but it seems no matter how hard I try&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Its never enough for you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I've been tempted many times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;to tell you how I feel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;To let you know I'll never leave you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;and my love for you is real&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I know it hasn't been that long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;You've changed my life for good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I never want this feeling to end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;but I am so scared that it could&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CHORUS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;You are my first thought in the morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;My last prayer at night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I want to tell you everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;and be the one that you hold tight &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;The one you dream with, cry with, laugh with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;The one you love every day and night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CHORUS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Its never enough for you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I wish it were enough for you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/193686370679383767-3820887656864569213?l=erintiggpage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erintiggpage.blogspot.com/feeds/3820887656864569213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=193686370679383767&amp;postID=3820887656864569213' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193686370679383767/posts/default/3820887656864569213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193686370679383767/posts/default/3820887656864569213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erintiggpage.blogspot.com/2008/06/breakthrough.html' title='BREAKTHROUGH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05327497158776873420</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/_G_uzxAVe8gg/S7gSB7uUF8I/AAAAAAAAAp4/uCmIBzyqO4c/S220/IMG_2640.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-193686370679383767.post-8748740465235182727</id><published>2008-06-14T16:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-14T16:18:30.494-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Manti</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;in about an hour i will be heading to manti, utah for the pageant. i am looking forward to it in a way...i can't wait to take a bunch of pictures of the temple, and to feel the spirit on the temple grounds. i really need that right now. i will definitely post the pictures that i take but for now...enjoy someone else's beautiful picture of the manti utah temple.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211880511437392674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SFRRtiAByyI/AAAAAAAAAEI/WOwj-LfhVpo/s320/manti.jpg" border="0" /&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/193686370679383767-8748740465235182727?l=erintiggpage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erintiggpage.blogspot.com/feeds/8748740465235182727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=193686370679383767&amp;postID=8748740465235182727' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193686370679383767/posts/default/8748740465235182727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193686370679383767/posts/default/8748740465235182727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erintiggpage.blogspot.com/2008/06/manti.html' title='Manti'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05327497158776873420</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/_G_uzxAVe8gg/S7gSB7uUF8I/AAAAAAAAAp4/uCmIBzyqO4c/S220/IMG_2640.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SFRRtiAByyI/AAAAAAAAAEI/WOwj-LfhVpo/s72-c/manti.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-193686370679383767.post-5123197188063115512</id><published>2008-06-07T22:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T23:24:23.390-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HOLY CRAP!!!</title><content type='html'>So...its been a while! I had totally forgotten that I had a blog in the first place till a couple days ago!! HAHA! Talk about scatter-brained! LIFE HAS BEEN CRAZY!!! I can't believe how fast the last month has flown by! I can't believe its already June!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So here is an update on the last month...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;May 10-18: Me, Jodee, Brittany, and Brit's friend Lisa all went to California! It was a blast and a half! And it was a vacation that I SOOO needed! We went shopping, to the beach, to Disneyland, and just had some fun in the sun! I loved every minute of it! Here are some picture from our amazing trip!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209389924000741906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SEt4iQyQOhI/AAAAAAAAADg/qG2POTfScW0/s320/California1+016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209389953544486834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SEt4j-2B_7I/AAAAAAAAADo/8NqJ8N2Glzc/s320/california2+073.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209389962960478530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SEt4kh6-oUI/AAAAAAAAADw/vv3Vk0WOmqw/s320/california3+114.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209389986201093730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SEt4l4f-RmI/AAAAAAAAAD4/_QSzvsVlPC0/s320/california4+033.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209389992600025026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SEt4mQVmN8I/AAAAAAAAAEA/20NY_4KNfUU/s320/cali.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;1- Brit, me, and Jodee sportin the aviators!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2- Castle at Disneyland&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3- The Hollywood sign...We got SUPER close!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;4- Newport Beach Temple...one of my favorites!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;5- Jodee, me, Brit, and Lisa our last day on the beach!  So much fun!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After we got back from California I started dating the most amazing man EVER-Jared Michael Smith!  Its only been a month but so far so good...I'm not going to say much here for two reasons...first, its super late, and second, I don't want to say too much in case I jinx it ;)  But know that things are are going well and I really like him! Cross your fingers!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Life is crazy good right now!  But there are the ups and the downs and I am just waiting for something to come crashing down right now!  I feel sometimes as if I'm living someone else's life or that its a dream or something cause it seems to real to be true...but I guess sometimes thats just how life is!  Well, it is pretty late and I REALLY need sleep....NIGHT!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/193686370679383767-5123197188063115512?l=erintiggpage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erintiggpage.blogspot.com/feeds/5123197188063115512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=193686370679383767&amp;postID=5123197188063115512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193686370679383767/posts/default/5123197188063115512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193686370679383767/posts/default/5123197188063115512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erintiggpage.blogspot.com/2008/06/holy-crap.html' title='HOLY CRAP!!!'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05327497158776873420</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/_G_uzxAVe8gg/S7gSB7uUF8I/AAAAAAAAAp4/uCmIBzyqO4c/S220/IMG_2640.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SEt4iQyQOhI/AAAAAAAAADg/qG2POTfScW0/s72-c/California1+016.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-193686370679383767.post-6756261679394195230</id><published>2008-05-06T13:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T13:19:11.221-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No pain....NO GAIN!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SCC7wb2remI/AAAAAAAAADY/uoQeDGgsRCk/s1600-h/guitar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197360410770766434" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SCC7wb2remI/AAAAAAAAADY/uoQeDGgsRCk/s400/guitar.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; As of today I am finally realizing one of my dreams...I am learning to play the GUITAR!  YAY!!!  I have always wanted to learn and my roommate has a guitar and the great book to learn how!  I got to page 12 in the book today and had to stop cause my fingers have lost ALL of their calouses from my former violin playing days.  Its pretty painful at the moment but I know that if I just stick with it they will be fine in a couple weeks :)  I can't wait to actually be able to play instead of picking at a few notes at a time.  I just gotta stick with it instead of giving up.  We'll see how it goes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SCC7n72relI/AAAAAAAAADQ/WveAGsH4emQ/s1600-h/guitar.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&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/193686370679383767-6756261679394195230?l=erintiggpage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erintiggpage.blogspot.com/feeds/6756261679394195230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=193686370679383767&amp;postID=6756261679394195230' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193686370679383767/posts/default/6756261679394195230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193686370679383767/posts/default/6756261679394195230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erintiggpage.blogspot.com/2008/05/no-painno-gain.html' title='No pain....NO GAIN!!!!!'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05327497158776873420</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/_G_uzxAVe8gg/S7gSB7uUF8I/AAAAAAAAAp4/uCmIBzyqO4c/S220/IMG_2640.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SCC7wb2remI/AAAAAAAAADY/uoQeDGgsRCk/s72-c/guitar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-193686370679383767.post-5804681161110698416</id><published>2008-05-02T22:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T23:00:59.770-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Roommates for LIFE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SBv_cr2rekI/AAAAAAAAADI/cOBajOsqw8w/s1600-h/totallywierd+006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196027463375485506" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SBv_cr2rekI/AAAAAAAAADI/cOBajOsqw8w/s320/totallywierd+006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My cute new roommate finally moved in today! I was so excited I was ready to go HOURS before she got here! Its a girl I have known since I was in Jr. High, Jodee Dennison, and I love her to death!!!! I convinced her a while back to move in with me just for the summer and I REALLY wanted her to stay for the fall and was trying to rack my brain for things to convince her to stay down...well she did the job for me and she is staying to go to Provo College in the fall! WOOHOO! We are going to have so much fun its insane! Right now she is curled up like a bug in a rug in bed...poor girl was up at 7 this morning packing for the move down! But I managed to get a pic before she crashed!  This year is going to be AMAZING!!!&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/193686370679383767-5804681161110698416?l=erintiggpage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erintiggpage.blogspot.com/feeds/5804681161110698416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=193686370679383767&amp;postID=5804681161110698416' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193686370679383767/posts/default/5804681161110698416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193686370679383767/posts/default/5804681161110698416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erintiggpage.blogspot.com/2008/05/roommates-for-life.html' title='Roommates for LIFE!'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05327497158776873420</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/_G_uzxAVe8gg/S7gSB7uUF8I/AAAAAAAAAp4/uCmIBzyqO4c/S220/IMG_2640.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SBv_cr2rekI/AAAAAAAAADI/cOBajOsqw8w/s72-c/totallywierd+006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-193686370679383767.post-7048003242093520191</id><published>2008-05-02T10:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T10:31:23.305-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My calling in life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SBtO-b2reiI/AAAAAAAAAC4/iDBUYPwRhu4/s1600-h/camandtia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195833429637954082" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SBtO-b2reiI/AAAAAAAAAC4/iDBUYPwRhu4/s320/camandtia.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; As I posted earlier, it was my cousing Tia's wedding this past weekend and it was great to spend time with family over the weekend. Not only that, since I couldn't go into the temple I had some extra time on my hands to wander Temple Square and take some pictures. It was the perfect day to get some and I had so much fun. I really think I have missed my calling in life and from now on I am going to head to the inner photographer in me and really get into it. Here are a few pictures that I took that I absolutely LOVE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cam and Tia Bowen! YAHOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SBtNAr2recI/AAAAAAAAACI/a4UfcL6dvIs/s1600-h/fav.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195831269269404098" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SBtNAr2recI/AAAAAAAAACI/a4UfcL6dvIs/s320/fav.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;One of my absolute favorites! I had it blown up!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195831647226526162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SBtNWr2redI/AAAAAAAAACQ/2zzAAi5I8SY/s320/fav3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also had this one blown up...I love the contrast in this picture :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SBtPh72rejI/AAAAAAAAADA/E9dn_6tPlyQ/s1600-h/fav2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195834039523310130" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SBtPh72rejI/AAAAAAAAADA/E9dn_6tPlyQ/s320/fav2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                            Had this one blown up too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195832690903579122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SBtOTb2refI/AAAAAAAAACg/UD4GsIhlvWM/s320/firehydrant.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Super cool! I want to get this one MEGA large...it just costs too much $$$ right now... :(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SBtOjr2regI/AAAAAAAAACo/Vi7f5IdIH-8/s1600-h/water.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195832970076453378" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SBtOjr2regI/AAAAAAAAACo/Vi7f5IdIH-8/s320/water.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SBtOjr2regI/AAAAAAAAACo/Vi7f5IdIH-8/s1600-h/water.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm going to have the BEST art in my home...All done by ME!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&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/193686370679383767-7048003242093520191?l=erintiggpage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erintiggpage.blogspot.com/feeds/7048003242093520191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=193686370679383767&amp;postID=7048003242093520191' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193686370679383767/posts/default/7048003242093520191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193686370679383767/posts/default/7048003242093520191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erintiggpage.blogspot.com/2008/05/my-calling-in-life.html' title='My calling in life'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05327497158776873420</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/_G_uzxAVe8gg/S7gSB7uUF8I/AAAAAAAAAp4/uCmIBzyqO4c/S220/IMG_2640.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SBtO-b2reiI/AAAAAAAAAC4/iDBUYPwRhu4/s72-c/camandtia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-193686370679383767.post-4067925183458390788</id><published>2008-04-30T12:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T12:12:35.913-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DETOXIFICATION OF ME!</title><content type='html'>Thats right...for the next week and a half I am doing a Detox Diet. I'm not doing the traditional Lemonade Diet...I can't get anyone to do that with me. But I will be doing whats called the Ra&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SBjESUVDW9I/AAAAAAAAABQ/5S21NvbCeww/s1600-h/veggies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195117989145566162" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SBjESUVDW9I/AAAAAAAAABQ/5S21NvbCeww/s320/veggies.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;w Food Detox. Everything I eat for the next&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SBjEdEVDW-I/AAAAAAAAABY/54vF73O2i3Y/s1600-h/sushi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195118173829159906" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SBjEdEVDW-I/AAAAAAAAABY/54vF73O2i3Y/s320/sushi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; week and a half will be uncooked. This means tons of fruits and veggies, nuts, seeds, and salads! YUM! I also get t eat all the sushi I want...woohoo!!! We'll see how it goes and I will definitely be keeping a daily journal of everything...I can't wait to see how it goes!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/193686370679383767-4067925183458390788?l=erintiggpage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erintiggpage.blogspot.com/feeds/4067925183458390788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=193686370679383767&amp;postID=4067925183458390788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193686370679383767/posts/default/4067925183458390788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193686370679383767/posts/default/4067925183458390788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erintiggpage.blogspot.com/2008/04/detoxification-of-me.html' title='DETOXIFICATION OF ME!'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05327497158776873420</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/_G_uzxAVe8gg/S7gSB7uUF8I/AAAAAAAAAp4/uCmIBzyqO4c/S220/IMG_2640.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G_uzxAVe8gg/SBjESUVDW9I/AAAAAAAAABQ/5S21NvbCeww/s72-c/veggies.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-193686370679383767.post-6018619206357418105</id><published>2008-04-28T01:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T02:53:23.997-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Never thought I'd be happy for Monday!</title><content type='html'>THE DAY HAS COME!!!!!!!  I have officially moved into my new apartment and it feels great, my cousin's wedding is over, and I am loving life!  Well, sorta..... We still have to deal with new roommates moving in this week but compared to the thrashing my body took this weekend I think I can handle that!  Moving from the second floor of one building, going to the next building, and having to climb the stairs to my new third floor apartment was not a fun experience.  And not to mention the fact that the next day was my cousin's wedding so we had to be at the temple and the reception!  AND I WORE HEELS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Stupid stupid me.  So in between I ran to Gateway mall and picked up some flip-flops...best thing I EVER did!  I would not have made it through the reception in my heels!  But tomorrow is Monday and my only worry is cleaning my apartment of all the dirt and grime the boys before us left! YAY!!!!  We'll see how it goes...but for now TTFN!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/193686370679383767-6018619206357418105?l=erintiggpage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erintiggpage.blogspot.com/feeds/6018619206357418105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=193686370679383767&amp;postID=6018619206357418105' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193686370679383767/posts/default/6018619206357418105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193686370679383767/posts/default/6018619206357418105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erintiggpage.blogspot.com/2008/04/never-thought-id-be-happy-for-monday.html' title='Never thought I&apos;d be happy for Monday!'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05327497158776873420</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/_G_uzxAVe8gg/S7gSB7uUF8I/AAAAAAAAAp4/uCmIBzyqO4c/S220/IMG_2640.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-193686370679383767.post-5953231571062080488</id><published>2008-04-24T15:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T15:16:43.324-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome to April in Utah...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;WOW!!!  I can't believe how fast this semester went!  Its been a crazy wild semester with many ups and downs and I am super glad its over!  Between roommates, boys, family, school, and work its been a wild ride and I can't wait for the summer to officially start!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Only one problem...THE SNOW!!!  It is the END of April!  Why the crap is it still snowing?! This is SO not cool!  Not happy about this at all.  All I ask for is a little sun and warmth so that it actually feels like summer is around the corner. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;All I hope is that the snow is gone tomorrow when I start moving...not looking forward to that.  I'm not moving far, just to building A, but it would still be a pain if it were cold, windy, and snowy/rainy.  Lets pray its not.  I'm just excited for new roommates, a clean apartment, and my own space that is free of clutter and video games.  Hooray!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/193686370679383767-5953231571062080488?l=erintiggpage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erintiggpage.blogspot.com/feeds/5953231571062080488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=193686370679383767&amp;postID=5953231571062080488' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193686370679383767/posts/default/5953231571062080488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193686370679383767/posts/default/5953231571062080488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erintiggpage.blogspot.com/2008/04/welcome-to-april-in-utah.html' title='Welcome to April in Utah...'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05327497158776873420</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/_G_uzxAVe8gg/S7gSB7uUF8I/AAAAAAAAAp4/uCmIBzyqO4c/S220/IMG_2640.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-193686370679383767.post-9207955479613862205</id><published>2008-04-23T02:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T02:19:37.648-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wishing I were a songwriter...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So I have always longed to be able to write songs and to put them together with music but it has just never been anything that I have been able to do and in times like this it would be nice. Everyone gets into those situations or moods that only a song can &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;describe&lt;/span&gt;...whether its an original &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;composition&lt;/span&gt; of your own or a song that already explains how you are feeling. I just wish that I could sit down at a piano and do this myself instead of having to search for a song that already exists......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;But enough blah blah blah-here is the song that actually does a good job of putting into words how I feel at the moment...and by just reading the song you will be able to tell how I feel...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Words fall out of my mouth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And I can't seem to trace what I'm &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;sayin&lt;/span&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Everybody wants your time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;dreamin&lt;/span&gt;' out loud&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I can't have you for mine and I know it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I just wanna watch you shine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Trippin&lt;/span&gt;' up on my tongue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It's all over my face and I'm &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;racin&lt;/span&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Got to get away from here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Burnin&lt;/span&gt;' all the way home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Tryin&lt;/span&gt;' to put it to bed but it chases&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Every little thing I do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;When the light falls on your face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Don't let it change you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;When the stars get in your eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Don't let it blind you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You're beautiful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Just the way you are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And I love it all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Every line and every scar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And I wish that I could make you see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This is where you ought to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Come Down To Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Spell it out in a song &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Bet you'll never catch on to my weakness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;singin&lt;/span&gt;' every word for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Here I'm &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;thinkin&lt;/span&gt;' I'm sly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Then you're &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;catchin&lt;/span&gt;' my eye and just maybe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You're &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;thinkin&lt;/span&gt;' what I'm &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;thinkin&lt;/span&gt;' too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;When you see it on my face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Don't let it shake you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I know better than to try and take you with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You're beautiful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Just the way you are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And I love it all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Evey line and every scar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And I wish that I could make you see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This is where you ought to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Come Down To Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;--Saving Jane, The Girl Next Door&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/193686370679383767-9207955479613862205?l=erintiggpage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erintiggpage.blogspot.com/feeds/9207955479613862205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=193686370679383767&amp;postID=9207955479613862205' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193686370679383767/posts/default/9207955479613862205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193686370679383767/posts/default/9207955479613862205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erintiggpage.blogspot.com/2008/04/wishing-i-were-songwriter.html' title='Wishing I were a songwriter...'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05327497158776873420</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/_G_uzxAVe8gg/S7gSB7uUF8I/AAAAAAAAAp4/uCmIBzyqO4c/S220/IMG_2640.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-193686370679383767.post-3991691161135709416</id><published>2008-03-30T01:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-30T01:43:56.952-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleep</title><content type='html'>So I am here creating this blog because my roommates are yet again depriving me of peace and quiet so that I can get some much needed rest.  At the moment we have a very strange man at our place that is playing Rock Band with them and he won't leave.  He smells too. I want to throw the X Box over a cliff, then smash it into a million tiny pieces, and then BURN those pieces.  That is how I feel.  I also am not thinking very nice thoughts about them...something I know I shouldn't do...but I am.  I repent in the morning when I go to church.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/193686370679383767-3991691161135709416?l=erintiggpage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erintiggpage.blogspot.com/feeds/3991691161135709416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=193686370679383767&amp;postID=3991691161135709416' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193686370679383767/posts/default/3991691161135709416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193686370679383767/posts/default/3991691161135709416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erintiggpage.blogspot.com/2008/03/sleep.html' title='Sleep'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05327497158776873420</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/_G_uzxAVe8gg/S7gSB7uUF8I/AAAAAAAAAp4/uCmIBzyqO4c/S220/IMG_2640.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
