<?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-8824360692858963763</id><updated>2012-02-17T15:48:44.167-08:00</updated><category term='Summer'/><category term='funny'/><category term='adventures'/><category term='photographs'/><category term='movies'/><category term='books'/><category term='change'/><category term='boys'/><category term='Thoughts'/><category term='beliefs'/><category term='cute'/><category term='M'/><category term='yoga'/><category term='Craig'/><category term='Savannah'/><category term='family'/><category term='high school'/><category term='my room'/><category term='embarrassing'/><category term='Facebook'/><category term='work'/><category term='Y'/><category term='poems'/><category term='friends'/><category term='exercise'/><category term='portuguese'/><category term='What I Love'/><category term='M:TAV'/><category term='Yours Truly'/><category term='vacation'/><category term='Holiday'/><category term='Weddings'/><category term='crushes'/><category term='Primary'/><category term='college'/><category term='music'/><category term='goals'/><category term='happy'/><category term='activities'/><category term='school'/><category term='fashion'/><category term='crafts'/><category term='things that annoy me'/><category term='LDS'/><category term='daddy'/><category term='Mommy'/><category term='Puppy'/><category term='insomnia'/><category term='church'/><category term='Sulley'/><category term='Love'/><category term='dates'/><category term='Walter'/><category term='fame'/><category term='quotes'/><category term='fun'/><category term='Angus'/><category term='Adeline'/><category term='E'/><category term='Disney'/><category term='health'/><category term='R'/><title type='text'>B.O.J. Bundle of Joy</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824360692858963763/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824360692858963763/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>chelseakate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10561950906585403705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pHXZoXDZdOo/TzDgPlVFGzI/AAAAAAAACY4/sdbYjoHEADw/s220/IMG_3095.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>289</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8824360692858963763.post-257740872354161380</id><published>2012-02-17T00:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-17T00:12:19.378-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yours Truly'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='change'/><title type='text'>to spark your interest...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Take a goooood look, loves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Something is about to &lt;b&gt;change&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eyc7DrzTdgQ/Tz4Lp8qPdPI/AAAAAAAACa4/SLfIZWm7mzY/s1600/tn.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eyc7DrzTdgQ/Tz4Lp8qPdPI/AAAAAAAACa4/SLfIZWm7mzY/s640/tn.jpeg" width="476" /&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/8824360692858963763-257740872354161380?l=chechekawalkee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/feeds/257740872354161380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/2012/02/to-spark-your-interest.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824360692858963763/posts/default/257740872354161380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824360692858963763/posts/default/257740872354161380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/2012/02/to-spark-your-interest.html' title='to spark your interest...'/><author><name>chelseakate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10561950906585403705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pHXZoXDZdOo/TzDgPlVFGzI/AAAAAAAACY4/sdbYjoHEADw/s220/IMG_3095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eyc7DrzTdgQ/Tz4Lp8qPdPI/AAAAAAAACa4/SLfIZWm7mzY/s72-c/tn.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8824360692858963763.post-6519773644413266755</id><published>2012-02-17T00:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-17T00:07:28.987-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotes'/><title type='text'>food for thought</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-o7lzLQwW7P8/Tz4KkCyLE2I/AAAAAAAACaw/ZbyKWMzFtHw/s1600/154248355957298673_8V8gRnWU_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-o7lzLQwW7P8/Tz4KkCyLE2I/AAAAAAAACaw/ZbyKWMzFtHw/s640/154248355957298673_8V8gRnWU_b.jpg" width="243" /&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/8824360692858963763-6519773644413266755?l=chechekawalkee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/feeds/6519773644413266755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/2012/02/food-for-thought.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824360692858963763/posts/default/6519773644413266755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824360692858963763/posts/default/6519773644413266755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/2012/02/food-for-thought.html' title='food for thought'/><author><name>chelseakate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10561950906585403705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pHXZoXDZdOo/TzDgPlVFGzI/AAAAAAAACY4/sdbYjoHEADw/s220/IMG_3095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-o7lzLQwW7P8/Tz4KkCyLE2I/AAAAAAAACaw/ZbyKWMzFtHw/s72-c/154248355957298673_8V8gRnWU_b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8824360692858963763.post-3155111834349490620</id><published>2012-02-15T01:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-15T01:34:21.905-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cute'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crushes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Craig'/><title type='text'>we have a cute picture &amp; i want to show it to you</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Cc0SHw6i-Ik/Tzt7uuYFmmI/AAAAAAAACag/hFIcgzJbE6U/s1600/LDSSA-Valentine-2012-DSC2390-M.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Cc0SHw6i-Ik/Tzt7uuYFmmI/AAAAAAAACag/hFIcgzJbE6U/s640/LDSSA-Valentine-2012-DSC2390-M.jpg" width="428" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(in case you're wondering...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;this picture was taken at a&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;dance sweet craig took me to)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8824360692858963763-3155111834349490620?l=chechekawalkee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/feeds/3155111834349490620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/2012/02/we-have-cute-picture-i-want-to-show-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824360692858963763/posts/default/3155111834349490620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824360692858963763/posts/default/3155111834349490620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/2012/02/we-have-cute-picture-i-want-to-show-it.html' title='we have a cute picture &amp; i want to show it to you'/><author><name>chelseakate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10561950906585403705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pHXZoXDZdOo/TzDgPlVFGzI/AAAAAAAACY4/sdbYjoHEADw/s220/IMG_3095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Cc0SHw6i-Ik/Tzt7uuYFmmI/AAAAAAAACag/hFIcgzJbE6U/s72-c/LDSSA-Valentine-2012-DSC2390-M.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8824360692858963763.post-8695146107668559418</id><published>2012-02-13T00:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-13T00:18:07.792-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='church'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='What I Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Craig'/><title type='text'>Lucky Sunday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Today was awesome. &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sundays have a tendency of being that way.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Yum.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;There is something &lt;b&gt;100% awesome&lt;/b&gt; about being able to go to church then have quality family (&amp;amp;boyfriend) time on this lovely day. I can't help but lay in bed every single sunday night with a smile on my freezing cold face. ::freezing cold because my basement is unbearably arctic::&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Momma and Savannah had New Beginnings, tonight, and daddy-o had some work to take care of, so little Miss Adi and I had some &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;fantastic sisterly bonding time!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; We played &lt;i&gt;hours&lt;/i&gt; of games, listened to Disney music, danced, talked, etc. &lt;i&gt;Sooo good. &lt;/i&gt;That Adi is one &lt;b&gt;fabulous&lt;/b&gt; little lady.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RQt0jV0GfP4/TzjBohBABkI/AAAAAAAACZ4/ca4Wdm6h4jY/s1600/tn.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RQt0jV0GfP4/TzjBohBABkI/AAAAAAAACZ4/ca4Wdm6h4jY/s640/tn.jpeg" width="475" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later in the day I was privileged to spend some time with &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;my handsome boyfriend&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, along with my momma and little sisters. We had a &lt;i&gt;great&lt;/i&gt; time talking, laughing, looking at old pictures and laying by the fireplace. Craig is a good sport and always listens to our stories even if they're probably super boring. He's awesome. Seriously, it was a great sunday and&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; the people in my life only made it better&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;. I don't care what you say, &lt;b&gt;I'm the luckiest girl in all the land!&lt;/b&gt; So, so, so lucky, folks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dpHvYqux2ac/TzjBqlS1BEI/AAAAAAAACaA/6nIc1HMWUlk/s1600/tn-1.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dpHvYqux2ac/TzjBqlS1BEI/AAAAAAAACaA/6nIc1HMWUlk/s640/tn-1.jpeg" width="475" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;In other news...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week was crazy.&lt;i&gt; It was a bit of an emotional roller coaster&lt;/i&gt; full of all sorts of feelings, emotions, impressions, etc. I was overwhelmed more than enough times, but as I said before,&lt;b&gt; I have the best people in my life &lt;/b&gt;who have been so very helpful in my life weather they know it or not and never stop showing me how much they care for me. Its amazing to be able to have someone to talk to and open up with and not hold anything back. I'm glad I have my family for that, my boyfriend who I swear is perfect (and has helped me soooooo much this week) and my best friend.&lt;b&gt; I love all of you guys&lt;/b&gt; - you're great &amp;amp; my heroes!&lt;br /&gt;After all the talking-it-out I've done this week, I'm &lt;i&gt;anxious and excited &lt;/i&gt;for this upcoming week and to see what events, adventures, and little cute moments take place! Best of all, I know if anything gets hard, I've got these fabulous people in my life to cheer me back up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many times can I say it before it gets annoying?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm &lt;b&gt;LUCKY&lt;/b&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8824360692858963763-8695146107668559418?l=chechekawalkee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/feeds/8695146107668559418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/2012/02/lucky-sunday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824360692858963763/posts/default/8695146107668559418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824360692858963763/posts/default/8695146107668559418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/2012/02/lucky-sunday.html' title='Lucky Sunday'/><author><name>chelseakate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10561950906585403705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pHXZoXDZdOo/TzDgPlVFGzI/AAAAAAAACY4/sdbYjoHEADw/s220/IMG_3095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RQt0jV0GfP4/TzjBohBABkI/AAAAAAAACZ4/ca4Wdm6h4jY/s72-c/tn.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8824360692858963763.post-7552452319901743156</id><published>2012-02-06T23:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-06T23:35:20.145-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='insomnia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotes'/><title type='text'>words..</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Oh look&lt;/b&gt;..Another sleepless night.&lt;br /&gt;Naturally, I've been all over the internet in hopes to eventually get tired. It hasn't worked yet but I've still got hope.&lt;br /&gt;In my searching the world wide web, I've found several quotes (&lt;i&gt;i love quotes&lt;/i&gt;) that fit my millions of emotions I'm feeling right now. Since I'm a nice girl (&lt;i&gt;and a bored girl&lt;/i&gt;) I thought I'd go ahead and share with you, my blogging friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;quotes for the annoying times:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-U3GCjSXIwSY/TzDSilOrcmI/AAAAAAAACVk/2JTnfIRVj5E/s1600/18436679694045616_mlhiZ4nL_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="279" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-U3GCjSXIwSY/TzDSilOrcmI/AAAAAAAACVk/2JTnfIRVj5E/s400/18436679694045616_mlhiZ4nL_b.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HSULENOBJDE/TzDSplXmLXI/AAAAAAAACVs/NxHPz35_Lps/s1600/18436679694041079_xu7cwKhn_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="297" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HSULENOBJDE/TzDSplXmLXI/AAAAAAAACVs/NxHPz35_Lps/s400/18436679694041079_xu7cwKhn_b.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Iim-ITk8pkk/TzDSyd9uo8I/AAAAAAAACV0/efJr_t0fYWk/s1600/18436679694060011_DuScDX76_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="318" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Iim-ITk8pkk/TzDSyd9uo8I/AAAAAAAACV0/efJr_t0fYWk/s400/18436679694060011_DuScDX76_b.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;quotes for my many happy (craig) times:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JJF5IKINqVo/TzDS-TKKrnI/AAAAAAAACWc/7qCg_E9fh3Q/s1600/18436679694070826_gDNdMNBC_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JJF5IKINqVo/TzDS-TKKrnI/AAAAAAAACWc/7qCg_E9fh3Q/s640/18436679694070826_gDNdMNBC_b.jpg" width="503" /&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/8824360692858963763-7552452319901743156?l=chechekawalkee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/feeds/7552452319901743156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/2012/02/words.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824360692858963763/posts/default/7552452319901743156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824360692858963763/posts/default/7552452319901743156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/2012/02/words.html' title='words..'/><author><name>chelseakate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10561950906585403705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pHXZoXDZdOo/TzDgPlVFGzI/AAAAAAAACY4/sdbYjoHEADw/s220/IMG_3095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-U3GCjSXIwSY/TzDSilOrcmI/AAAAAAAACVk/2JTnfIRVj5E/s72-c/18436679694045616_mlhiZ4nL_b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8824360692858963763.post-6575780464505360608</id><published>2012-02-06T00:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-06T00:19:32.993-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Craig'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='activities'/><title type='text'>ChelseaKate's Super Bowl Recap</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Super Bowl Sunday&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;i&gt;is just another sunday&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sorry. &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I'm not a huge Super Bowl fan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I like me some football-watchin' from time to time...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;No, really.&lt;i&gt; I do.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But today &lt;i&gt;wasn't&lt;/i&gt; one of those days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Its amazing to me how I could just stare at the tv "watching" football&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but not actually &lt;i&gt;watch&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;any of it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Giants &amp;amp; Patriots.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I really &lt;i&gt;didn't care&lt;/i&gt; who won.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I decided to "root" for Patriots - &lt;i&gt;but clearly that didn't go well&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;However,&lt;b&gt; there were perks&lt;/b&gt; to my Super Bowl Sunday this year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;What&lt;/i&gt;?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;I got to watch it with &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;my handsome boyfriend &lt;/span&gt;and his &lt;u&gt;great&lt;/u&gt; family.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So..it was as good as the Super Bowl could get.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mhmm&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Being with &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;cute&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, sweet, darling, perfect company is pretty spectacular.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You know?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There was yummy food at this party, too..always a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;HUGE&lt;/span&gt; plus.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Foods good&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I was a little disappointed in the commercials&lt;/span&gt;, this year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Weren't you?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I mean really, &lt;b&gt;there weren't any great ones&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bummer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Madonna was cool &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;- I really didn't mind the half time show.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I was entertained&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;P.S. Have you ever heard of the&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; Puppy Bowl&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Its on Animal Planet..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I watched that a little bit, too..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I think I was more entertained by it than the actual game.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;:)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I hope your Super Bowl Sunday was &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;everything&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; you'd hoped for..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;And hopefully you wanted the Giants to win.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If not, &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I'm sorry &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;about your Patriots.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8824360692858963763-6575780464505360608?l=chechekawalkee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/feeds/6575780464505360608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/2012/02/chelseakates-super-bowl-recap.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824360692858963763/posts/default/6575780464505360608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824360692858963763/posts/default/6575780464505360608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/2012/02/chelseakates-super-bowl-recap.html' title='ChelseaKate&apos;s Super Bowl Recap'/><author><name>chelseakate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10561950906585403705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pHXZoXDZdOo/TzDgPlVFGzI/AAAAAAAACY4/sdbYjoHEADw/s220/IMG_3095.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8824360692858963763.post-7993436882544030151</id><published>2012-02-02T15:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-02T19:59:30.691-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='things that annoy me'/><title type='text'>Mean</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;So.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sometimes people are mean&lt;/b&gt;. Sometimes people you were once very close with turn on you. Sometimes those same people say rude things about you. Sometimes people tell your secrets. Sometimes people you don't really even know say mean things about you, or start telling lies about you, or try their best to bully you and make you feel like crap and give up on something you're working hard for. Sometimes people talk behind your back and stick a knife there, too. Sometimes people expose your weaknesses to others. Sometimes people are mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(but thankfully only sometimes, right?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to sound pathetic or anything, but I have been a victim to all these crimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously, going through these mean-people situations is far, far, &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;far&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; from fun. I lost friends due to them, I have a reputation to some people of being someone who I &lt;i&gt;definitely&lt;/i&gt; am not, I probably looked like a loser many times and the list could go on and on and on and on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today as I was logged onto good ol' Facebook, I was informed some of these old rumors that have been spread about me were circulating around my peers, once again, this time with another new little twist. Grrrrreat. At first, I was going to go into my comfort zone of locking myself down in my room and throwing myself one heck of a pity-party. But then there was that voice in my head (and some people's voices via text message) that reminded me its so much better to &lt;b&gt;be positive&lt;/b&gt; - and you can find positivity even in crappy boo-boo moments - even if its a little more work to be happy, its just...&lt;i&gt;better&lt;/i&gt;, you know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've decided to look at it this way: With all of this drama,&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; I'm gaining life experience and only getting stronger&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;. Who knows, maybe one day my own children will be going through their fair share of drama trauma and I'll be able to go back to being 18 to 21 years old and take my experiences and be able to better help them through their issues. Or maybe my children will be free of that and these trials are purely for my benefit, for me to learn and grow from. You know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really, I've just come to the conclusion that&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; life isn't a Disney movie&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;. Unfortunately. The good guy doesn't always win and there isn't that iffy-sounding music that plays to warn you right when something bad is about to happen. BUT if you do your best to maintain a happy, optimistic attitude and rely on your family, real friends and the gospel, life can get pretty dang close to being a pretty little Disney fairy-tale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bullies are real, gosh dang it and they always will be.&amp;nbsp;Haters gonna hate. People gonna try and bring you down...But there is power, &lt;i&gt;lots of power&lt;/i&gt;, in positive thinking, surrounding yourself with the &lt;u&gt;right&lt;/u&gt; people and &lt;b&gt;NOT&lt;i&gt; retaliating or stooping down to their level&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. Being the bigger person and not saying a foul word about these people to anyone and taking the high road will always be the best path. Take it from me. (plus, i've learned you get more sympathy-votes from people when you aren't being a mean one, too.) Its hard. Even though I try and have a good attitude and go about this without feeling a little down, &lt;i&gt;I still do &lt;/i&gt;feel low. But hey - life would be pretty dang boring if there weren't trials to work through and overcome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Okay&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There you have it. My i-hope-this-isn't-&lt;i&gt;too&lt;/i&gt;-mean-rant-because-i-don't-want-more-drama-caused venting on bullies. You know me, I feel better when I write it all out. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, let me leave you with some lovely T-Swift lyrics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-size: 12px;"&gt;You, with your words like knives and swords and weapons that you use against me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-size: 12px;"&gt;You have knocked me off my feet again got me feeling like I'm nothing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-size: 12px;"&gt;You, with your voice like nails on a chalkboard, calling me out when I'm wounded&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-size: 12px;"&gt;You, pickin' on the weaker man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-size: 12px;"&gt;Well, you can take me down with just one single blow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-size: 12px;"&gt;But you don't know what you don't know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-size: 12px;"&gt;Someday I'll be living in a big old city&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-size: 12px;"&gt;And all you're ever gonna be is mean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-size: 12px;"&gt;Someday I'll be big enough so you can't hit me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-size: 12px;"&gt;And all you're ever gonna be is mean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-size: 12px;"&gt;Why you gotta be so mean?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-size: 12px;"&gt;You, with your switching sides and your walk-by lies and your humiliation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-size: 12px;"&gt;You, have pointed out my flaws again as if I don't already see them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-size: 12px;"&gt;I'll walk with my head down trying to block you out 'cause I'll never impress you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-size: 12px;"&gt;I just wanna feel okay again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-size: 12px;"&gt;I'll bet you got pushed around, somebody made you cold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-size: 12px;"&gt;But the cycle ends right now 'cause you can't lead me down that road&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-size: 12px;"&gt;And you don't know what you don't know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-size: 12px;"&gt;Someday I'll be living in a big old city&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-size: 12px;"&gt;And all you're ever gonna be is mean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-size: 12px;"&gt;Someday I'll be big enough so you can't hit me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-size: 12px;"&gt;And all you're ever gonna be is mean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Why you gotta be so mean?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&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/8824360692858963763-7993436882544030151?l=chechekawalkee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/feeds/7993436882544030151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/2012/02/mean.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824360692858963763/posts/default/7993436882544030151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824360692858963763/posts/default/7993436882544030151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/2012/02/mean.html' title='Mean'/><author><name>chelseakate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10561950906585403705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pHXZoXDZdOo/TzDgPlVFGzI/AAAAAAAACY4/sdbYjoHEADw/s220/IMG_3095.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8824360692858963763.post-5705186694283911341</id><published>2012-01-28T12:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-28T12:14:04.526-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='activities'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Laughter</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MF53nxm5Uao/TyRUBsyK-XI/AAAAAAAACUo/9BKX0fR8ygk/s1600/securedownload.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MF53nxm5Uao/TyRUBsyK-XI/AAAAAAAACUo/9BKX0fR8ygk/s400/securedownload.jpeg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Last night daddy, Savannah, Adi, Craig and I (after eating at 1800contacts) went to watch the comedian, &lt;b&gt;Brian Regan&lt;/b&gt;, in concert at Abravanel Hall in Salt Lake. As expected and hoped for at a comedy show, it was &lt;i&gt;hilarious&lt;/i&gt;! That Brian Regan is one funny dude and his humor always makes my family double over in laughter. Only one picture was taken (and the picture is the reason there is a post about this night ...because i like sharing pictures, even if they are a little bit blurry) that night, but its a cutie, so naturally I had to put it up on the ol' blog.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;:)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;love y'all&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8824360692858963763-5705186694283911341?l=chechekawalkee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/feeds/5705186694283911341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/2012/01/laughter.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824360692858963763/posts/default/5705186694283911341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824360692858963763/posts/default/5705186694283911341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/2012/01/laughter.html' title='Laughter'/><author><name>chelseakate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10561950906585403705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pHXZoXDZdOo/TzDgPlVFGzI/AAAAAAAACY4/sdbYjoHEADw/s220/IMG_3095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MF53nxm5Uao/TyRUBsyK-XI/AAAAAAAACUo/9BKX0fR8ygk/s72-c/securedownload.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8824360692858963763.post-721486982365244188</id><published>2012-01-24T23:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T23:50:46.259-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yours Truly'/><title type='text'>10 Things on my Mind</title><content type='html'>&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;I'm going to make a quilt&lt;/b&gt;. I already have the fabric picked out and cut - all thats left is me getting enough motivation to actually &lt;i&gt;start&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp; it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;When I signed up for my 8am class this semester, thinking it would be so much easier to wake up for than last semesters 7am class...&lt;b&gt;I was dead wrong&lt;/b&gt;. I will never be a morning person no matter how hard I try.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I haven't exercised good and hard in a long time. &lt;b&gt;No more laziness&lt;/b&gt;, ChelseaKate.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Angus the Bunny Puppy is a stinker - I am bound and determined to get him to be a &lt;b&gt;well-behaved&lt;/b&gt; little man. (don't doubt me mom, &lt;i&gt;miracles happen&lt;/i&gt;)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;My boyfriend is the best boyfriend&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;i&gt;Ever&lt;/i&gt;. And I like when I get home from being with him and find out my clothes smell like him :)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Soccer &lt;/b&gt;is very fun to watch and also quite intense to watch.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;"I Won't Give Up"&lt;/b&gt; by Jason Mraz and &lt;b&gt;"Kiss Me Slowly"&lt;/b&gt; by Parachute are my favorite songs and I will listen to them as much as I'd like, tomorrow.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;Maybe&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt; I don't hate cats &lt;/b&gt;as much as I sometimes think I do.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;When I'm done with this pointless post &lt;b&gt;I'm going to pick out what I'm wearing tomorrow&lt;/b&gt;, otherwise I won't be able to sleep because my mind will be so occupied in stressing out over what I'll wear and if it will be cute or not. (because that is important)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I really thought I'd be asleep before 1am, tonight. (this morning?)&lt;b&gt; I've got 12 minutes &lt;/b&gt;to try and accomplish that goal. &lt;i&gt;Goodnight.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8824360692858963763-721486982365244188?l=chechekawalkee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/feeds/721486982365244188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/2012/01/10-things-on-my-mind.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824360692858963763/posts/default/721486982365244188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824360692858963763/posts/default/721486982365244188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/2012/01/10-things-on-my-mind.html' title='10 Things on my Mind'/><author><name>chelseakate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10561950906585403705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pHXZoXDZdOo/TzDgPlVFGzI/AAAAAAAACY4/sdbYjoHEADw/s220/IMG_3095.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8824360692858963763.post-6628163299212065612</id><published>2012-01-22T23:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-22T23:24:49.365-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LDS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Craig'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>funday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sundays are the &lt;i&gt;best&lt;/i&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I had Ward Conference today where I was able to hear several incredibly&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;amazing&lt;/i&gt; talks that made me happy, gave me goosebumps and gave me so much to look forward to and work for. It was everything I needed to hear. All while I was sitting in between my boyfriend and best friend. It was one of those moments where I was thinking...&lt;i&gt;how can life get better than this?&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;That is all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K9zf6lP94pk/Tx0JV5dnDMI/AAAAAAAACSo/0FK2-Jcqvj0/s1600/securedownload.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K9zf6lP94pk/Tx0JV5dnDMI/AAAAAAAACSo/0FK2-Jcqvj0/s640/securedownload.png" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;craig &amp;amp; i at church&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...&amp;amp; the day was even better because we got a new cute photograph...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8824360692858963763-6628163299212065612?l=chechekawalkee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/feeds/6628163299212065612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/2012/01/funday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824360692858963763/posts/default/6628163299212065612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824360692858963763/posts/default/6628163299212065612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/2012/01/funday.html' title='funday'/><author><name>chelseakate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10561950906585403705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pHXZoXDZdOo/TzDgPlVFGzI/AAAAAAAACY4/sdbYjoHEADw/s220/IMG_3095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K9zf6lP94pk/Tx0JV5dnDMI/AAAAAAAACSo/0FK2-Jcqvj0/s72-c/securedownload.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8824360692858963763.post-4801436641115829552</id><published>2012-01-21T14:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-21T14:34:19.101-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LDS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beliefs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><title type='text'>Real Talk, Real Study</title><content type='html'>I've been wanting to do a new post for a while, now, but I just haven't been able to think of anything worth posting about. To be honest, I still have no idea what I should talk about but I figured I might as well start typing and see where that leads me. We'll see if I even finish this post and publish it, its very possible I'll just delete it then get back to my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Wait&lt;/b&gt;, I've got it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you remember from a previous post, one of my new years resolutions was to &lt;b&gt;read the scriptures daily&lt;/b&gt;, and also &lt;b&gt;make my scripture study more meaningful&lt;/b&gt;. Guess what? I've read them &lt;i&gt;every&lt;/i&gt; day this year, so far. I've always been pretty good at reading, daily, but I've noticed a lot of times my "study" would consist of reading a few verses then going about my day, &lt;i&gt;wishing&lt;/i&gt; I could apply what I read about in my life, but never taking any action in making that wish a reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that is what &lt;b&gt;I've been working hard&lt;/b&gt; on this year of twenty-twelve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And its been life-changing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TF6ZJNGfx2M/TxnUkPQhm2I/AAAAAAAACSU/6RQyml4Wysk/s1600/securedownload.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TF6ZJNGfx2M/TxnUkPQhm2I/AAAAAAAACSU/6RQyml4Wysk/s640/securedownload.jpeg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;I've always had a testimony of the Book of Mormon&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, even when I was very young, &lt;i&gt;thanks to my daddy &lt;/i&gt;and his strong testimony of the Book of Mormon that I was able to sort of lean on for several years. As I got older I began developing a more personal, independent testimony. For a while, though, my testimony dealing with the Book of Mormon was very stationary, never really getting bigger or more powerful, mostly just standing still...up until January 1st, 2012.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I was in the middle of the Book of Mormon at the end of 2011, but like I said, my personal study wasn't that deep or meaningful, so I made the decision to start over and do everything in my power to make it more spiritual, powerful and deep. I also went into this new study habit with the attitude of dedicating some major time to studying this great book. &lt;b&gt;I've had to change my thought process. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;If I have time to do homework, play with my family, be with Craig, exercise, take naps, etc, then there is &lt;u&gt;no&lt;/u&gt; reason I don't also have time to spend in my scriptures.&lt;/i&gt; I totally have that time. No excuses. Even if it is two in the morning and all I want to do is snuggle up in my bed and sleep, I now hold myself to a higher standard knowing that &lt;i&gt;I have to study my scriptures&lt;/i&gt;, even if its just a verse or two. I have vowed to always say a prayer before I read and really focus on what it is I'm reading, even if I'm crunched on time. It doesn't seem like you're really reading your scriptures if, by the end of your "study" you can't even say what you read about, you know? And I don't want to do that kind of "studying," anymore. &lt;b&gt;I want the good stuff.&lt;/b&gt; The thing is, you can learn a lot from just one verse and I want to learn something from every verse. There's a reason those verses made it into the scriptures and its up to me to figure out why that verse and those words are relevant in my life. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;And there you have it. My post I've been wanting to do for a while, now.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I knew I could come up with something if I just started...and I'd say the topic of The Book of Mormon is a pretty good one, yeah?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Until next time, my friends..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8824360692858963763-4801436641115829552?l=chechekawalkee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/feeds/4801436641115829552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/2012/01/real-talk-real-study.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824360692858963763/posts/default/4801436641115829552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824360692858963763/posts/default/4801436641115829552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/2012/01/real-talk-real-study.html' title='Real Talk, Real Study'/><author><name>chelseakate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10561950906585403705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pHXZoXDZdOo/TzDgPlVFGzI/AAAAAAAACY4/sdbYjoHEADw/s220/IMG_3095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TF6ZJNGfx2M/TxnUkPQhm2I/AAAAAAAACSU/6RQyml4Wysk/s72-c/securedownload.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8824360692858963763.post-2909207775483198834</id><published>2012-01-14T12:40:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-14T12:40:46.122-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poems'/><title type='text'>Conversation in the Kitchen</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Thank you&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Those words will never suffice nor truly show you the impact you made on my heart, soul and mind. Perhaps, unless you read these words and then my mind, you'll never know what&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;the conversation in the kitchen&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;did to me. For once, someone finally saw deeper than my skin and had a taste of what I've felt. I saw the sympathy in your eyes, heard it in your voice and felt it in your long embraces. I needed that,&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;I needed you&lt;/i&gt;, more than I was ever aware. I'm a long way from perfect, but because of you I have the confidence to get there. (i hope and i pray every single night that i never lose you) You looked me over and you smiled, called me pretty and pulled me in, again. Maybe its cliche, being a girl and all, but that gesture sent me soaring and changed the girl I see in the mirror, now. Its possible you thought everything you said were merely words, but to me, they changed me. My confidence. My happiness. My motivation.&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;My life&lt;/i&gt;. I owe the heart-transformation to you, dear. You perfect person,&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;thank you&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8824360692858963763-2909207775483198834?l=chechekawalkee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/feeds/2909207775483198834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/2012/01/conversation-in-kitchen.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824360692858963763/posts/default/2909207775483198834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824360692858963763/posts/default/2909207775483198834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/2012/01/conversation-in-kitchen.html' title='Conversation in the Kitchen'/><author><name>chelseakate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10561950906585403705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pHXZoXDZdOo/TzDgPlVFGzI/AAAAAAAACY4/sdbYjoHEADw/s220/IMG_3095.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8824360692858963763.post-9021061033763261736</id><published>2012-01-09T21:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T21:08:31.550-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yours Truly'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='change'/><title type='text'>Hurr</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sooo...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I changed my hair color.&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I'm still deciding if I like this change. Although, I &lt;i&gt;think&lt;/i&gt; I do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Its my attempt at getting back to my natural color - and its pretty dang close.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Its a dark blonde and it has some red to it. Maybe a dark strawberry blonde?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Anyway, take a looksie.&lt;b&gt; Whaddya think&lt;/b&gt;?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6ADA0302vR4/TwvGYEBLvFI/AAAAAAAACSE/o5dpjlVtQT8/s1600/securedownload.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6ADA0302vR4/TwvGYEBLvFI/AAAAAAAACSE/o5dpjlVtQT8/s640/securedownload.jpeg" width="478" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KSkDXF5Ao8Q/TwvGZOkQcVI/AAAAAAAACSM/aZwFmCPCIuI/s1600/securedownload-1.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KSkDXF5Ao8Q/TwvGZOkQcVI/AAAAAAAACSM/aZwFmCPCIuI/s640/securedownload-1.jpeg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*this just in. its hard to take pictures of your new hair and have the light hit it just right as to show the real new color of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i did my best..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8824360692858963763-9021061033763261736?l=chechekawalkee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/feeds/9021061033763261736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/2012/01/hurr.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824360692858963763/posts/default/9021061033763261736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824360692858963763/posts/default/9021061033763261736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/2012/01/hurr.html' title='Hurr'/><author><name>chelseakate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10561950906585403705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pHXZoXDZdOo/TzDgPlVFGzI/AAAAAAAACY4/sdbYjoHEADw/s220/IMG_3095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6ADA0302vR4/TwvGYEBLvFI/AAAAAAAACSE/o5dpjlVtQT8/s72-c/securedownload.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8824360692858963763.post-7902315939571699176</id><published>2012-01-05T02:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-05T02:22:16.757-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='insomnia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photographs'/><title type='text'>Sleepless in Springville</title><content type='html'>Its been a while since I've posted about how annoying it is not being able to sleep, huh? Right. So it looks as if the time has come for another one! I figure posting may be more exciting than googling pictures of bunnies, which may be what I've been doing for the past half hour of my life. Don't judge me, there is just NOTHING to do at night. &lt;i&gt;Plus, bunnies are cute&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I pulled an unintentional &lt;b&gt;all-nighter&lt;/b&gt;. Thats the &lt;i&gt;worst&lt;/i&gt; kind of all-nighter, if you ask me. The kind where every second of your sleepless night you're wishing you were asleep or at least tired, or even kind of tired. Ugh. &lt;u&gt;Worst&lt;/u&gt;. Throughout most of the night all I wanted to do was&lt;b&gt; go on a run&lt;/b&gt;...but I was pretty darn sure my parents wouldn't be too happy about me leaving at 4 in the morning to run around Springville. So I stayed home and went crazy a bit longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, &lt;b&gt;school starts on Monday&lt;/b&gt;. I'm dreading it because its school, but at the same time I'm sort of excited. Christmas break has been all sorts of great (except for getting sick, that parts &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;not&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; cool) but the days filled with no plan or purpose are getting kind of old. I'm thinking having homework will be good for me, although I'm sure in a few days/weeks when I do have homework,&lt;i&gt; I'll be kicking myself&lt;/i&gt; for saying that! Ah, school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, friends,&lt;b&gt; I hope you're all sleeping&lt;/b&gt;. As for me, I'm still wide awake but I think I'll give getting some shut-eye &lt;i&gt;another&lt;/i&gt; chance. Now I leave you with some cute things I found on the internet whilst battling insomnia. &lt;i&gt;Goodnight&lt;/i&gt;. xoxo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vnzMm9O0kts/TwV4BI5ikZI/AAAAAAAACP8/dSfRNSXkJUw/s1600/140385713354148956_fvklMALl_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vnzMm9O0kts/TwV4BI5ikZI/AAAAAAAACP8/dSfRNSXkJUw/s400/140385713354148956_fvklMALl_b.jpg" width="297" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JCwC9SR8Ojs/TwV4CeRijQI/AAAAAAAACQE/SUmXUWRACMA/s1600/95068242103687721_CtqURmCm_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JCwC9SR8Ojs/TwV4CeRijQI/AAAAAAAACQE/SUmXUWRACMA/s400/95068242103687721_CtqURmCm_b.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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about new years resolutions. But that is as far as I go. I just &lt;i&gt;think&lt;/i&gt; about them. Maybe I'll even set a few goals and sort of do them the first few days of January or at least think of them, but I'll be honest, &lt;i&gt;they never last long&lt;/i&gt;... So who's to say this years resolutions will be any different? Regardless, here I am, promising I'll stick to them just like I do every year. Maybe this time I really will come through and not give up on these goals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In thinking of ways to really accomplish these new years resolutions, I thought maybe writing them down would be a good motivation. Perhaps some of you readers can check-up with me occasionally and make sure I'm still working on them, yeah? (&lt;i&gt;please&lt;/i&gt;?!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So without further ado, here are my&lt;b&gt; 2012 New Years Resolutions&lt;/b&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1: &lt;u&gt;Do&lt;/u&gt; my New Years Resolutions&lt;br /&gt;2: Have more &lt;i&gt;meaningful&lt;/i&gt; personal prayer morning and night&lt;br /&gt;3: Read my scriptures &lt;u&gt;every&lt;/u&gt; day, no excuses - even if its just one verse&lt;br /&gt;4: Get good at playing the piano again&lt;br /&gt;5: Write in my journal at least five times a week&lt;br /&gt;6: Be more &lt;i&gt;charitable&lt;/i&gt; and look for more opportunities to &lt;i&gt;serve&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7: Exercise at least 5 times a week&lt;br /&gt;8: Eat healthier/drink more water&lt;br /&gt;9: Keep a 'thankful journal'&lt;br /&gt;10: Go to the temple once a week&lt;br /&gt;{and a few more personal ones i choose not to publish, publicly}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8824360692858963763-3126243528331451156?l=chechekawalkee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/feeds/3126243528331451156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/2012/01/resolutions.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824360692858963763/posts/default/3126243528331451156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824360692858963763/posts/default/3126243528331451156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/2012/01/resolutions.html' title='Resolutions'/><author><name>chelseakate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10561950906585403705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pHXZoXDZdOo/TzDgPlVFGzI/AAAAAAAACY4/sdbYjoHEADw/s220/IMG_3095.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8824360692858963763.post-1084520309051895697</id><published>2012-01-01T02:40:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-01T03:02:21.846-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holiday'/><title type='text'>2012</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-y3bgGlRu97M/TwA3_s5TCjI/AAAAAAAACOE/KUKXK_vDDpU/s1600/securedownload-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-y3bgGlRu97M/TwA3_s5TCjI/AAAAAAAACOE/KUKXK_vDDpU/s640/securedownload-1.jpg" width="478" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;happy new years, friends! i hope &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;2012 &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;treats you all well!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;love&lt;/i&gt;,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;chelsekate&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8824360692858963763-1084520309051895697?l=chechekawalkee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/feeds/1084520309051895697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/2012/01/2012.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824360692858963763/posts/default/1084520309051895697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824360692858963763/posts/default/1084520309051895697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/2012/01/2012.html' title='2012'/><author><name>chelseakate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10561950906585403705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pHXZoXDZdOo/TzDgPlVFGzI/AAAAAAAACY4/sdbYjoHEADw/s220/IMG_3095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-y3bgGlRu97M/TwA3_s5TCjI/AAAAAAAACOE/KUKXK_vDDpU/s72-c/securedownload-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8824360692858963763.post-6854934676254534511</id><published>2011-12-28T23:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T23:19:05.884-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crushes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Craig'/><title type='text'>him</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;A few of you have asked...and instead of answering you all separately, because I &lt;i&gt;am&lt;/i&gt; that lazy, I thought I'd just answer you all, together, by doing a little blogging about the subject some of you have questioned me about.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I've heard these two questions the most, thus, they're the two I will be answering. 1) Do you have a boyfriend? 2) How did you meet him?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;So here goes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The answer is: &lt;b&gt;yes&lt;/b&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I have found myself one great boyfriend and his name is &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Craig&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;. Cute name, cute boy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SEE?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-A0xzVwTZ2cg/TvwQE875h7I/AAAAAAAACN4/TjGSP6IWYYg/s1600/375469_10150488934528383_781783382_10505910_2074416323_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-A0xzVwTZ2cg/TvwQE875h7I/AAAAAAAACN4/TjGSP6IWYYg/s400/375469_10150488934528383_781783382_10505910_2074416323_n.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how did we meet, might you ask? Let me tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;We met at church.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Craig and I are in the same singles ward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Story time&lt;/b&gt;. When I first entered singles ward, I remember one of the first weeks, sitting in the chapel and studying the hair of the boy who sat in front of me. It was dark brown and shaggy and had this wave to it that I thought was pretty neat. When Sacrament Meeting was over, I remember seeing this guys face...and &lt;i&gt;it was a cute face&lt;/i&gt;. I saw him every week at church and always thought he was cute and seemed really sweet. &lt;b&gt;I was intrigued&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;i&gt;definitely&lt;/i&gt;, but of course, like most stories like these go, I did absolutely &lt;i&gt;nothing&lt;/i&gt; about it.&lt;br /&gt;Once, during the summer there was a big ward Family Home Evening. My best friend Dani and I went to it and spent the whole time sitting at a table, eating and talking to the other people at this table. One of the people sitting at this table was the boy with the cute face and cool hair. &lt;i&gt;His name was &lt;b&gt;Craig&lt;/b&gt;,&lt;/i&gt; I learned. Again, I thought he was cute but took &lt;i&gt;no&lt;/i&gt; action.&lt;br /&gt;Eventually, after time passed, Craig and I began saying 'hi,' and 'how are you?' to each other at church. We even became Facebook friends. A while later, Craig's brother got married and I went to that pretty wedding reception with my mommy-dearest. I saw Craig there and told myself I &lt;i&gt;would&lt;/i&gt; talk to him. Guess what?&lt;b&gt; I did&lt;/b&gt;. It wasn't much and it wasn't long, but I did it. Go, me.&lt;br /&gt;And I'd say it started something good.&lt;br /&gt;Long story short, we started talking more often and then one pretty day...&lt;b&gt;Craig asked me on a DATE!&lt;/b&gt; I felt pretty lucky that the boy I'd picked out months ago as the cute boy from the ward was asking &lt;b&gt;ME&lt;/b&gt; to go on a date with &lt;b&gt;HIM&lt;/b&gt;! Butterflies.&lt;br /&gt;I'd say the first date went pretty great because we went on our second a few days later and look where we're at, now! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty cool how things work out, sometimes and how lucky one little girl can get!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8824360692858963763-6854934676254534511?l=chechekawalkee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/feeds/6854934676254534511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/2011/12/him.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824360692858963763/posts/default/6854934676254534511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824360692858963763/posts/default/6854934676254534511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/2011/12/him.html' title='him'/><author><name>chelseakate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10561950906585403705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pHXZoXDZdOo/TzDgPlVFGzI/AAAAAAAACY4/sdbYjoHEADw/s220/IMG_3095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-A0xzVwTZ2cg/TvwQE875h7I/AAAAAAAACN4/TjGSP6IWYYg/s72-c/375469_10150488934528383_781783382_10505910_2074416323_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8824360692858963763.post-246779195013830495</id><published>2011-12-25T05:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T23:19:36.741-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holiday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Craig'/><title type='text'>Merry Christmas!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YWRLH1nbkjU/TvaIY9YfxLI/AAAAAAAACNs/ROAC46E1QgI/s1600/securedownload.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="476" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YWRLH1nbkjU/TvaIY9YfxLI/AAAAAAAACNs/ROAC46E1QgI/s640/securedownload.jpeg" width="640" /&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/8824360692858963763-246779195013830495?l=chechekawalkee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/feeds/246779195013830495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/2011/12/merry-christmas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824360692858963763/posts/default/246779195013830495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824360692858963763/posts/default/246779195013830495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/2011/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas!!'/><author><name>chelseakate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10561950906585403705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pHXZoXDZdOo/TzDgPlVFGzI/AAAAAAAACY4/sdbYjoHEADw/s220/IMG_3095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YWRLH1nbkjU/TvaIY9YfxLI/AAAAAAAACNs/ROAC46E1QgI/s72-c/securedownload.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8824360692858963763.post-7884089268742315694</id><published>2011-12-24T13:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-24T13:03:57.096-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Adeline'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holiday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><title type='text'>birth</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;When the Christmas season is here, its also birthday season in the Walker household. Little Miss Adi and I celebrated our birthdays, this week. On the twentieth, Adi turned ten and on the twenty-first, I turned twenty-one. (i'm old, now)&amp;nbsp;I'd say we both had a pretty good day in celebrating the anniversaries of our birth.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_jsVMzaRo7U/TvY7KAMN7KI/AAAAAAAACNA/8XgTr57VItM/s1600/382600_10150532971718383_781783382_10657364_662486250_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_jsVMzaRo7U/TvY7KAMN7KI/AAAAAAAACNA/8XgTr57VItM/s640/382600_10150532971718383_781783382_10657364_662486250_n.jpg" width="473" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YAk98pASxCw/TvY7LKSmpYI/AAAAAAAACNI/D1iPyyhe7BY/s1600/408819_10150532971878383_781783382_10657366_621232948_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YAk98pASxCw/TvY7LKSmpYI/AAAAAAAACNI/D1iPyyhe7BY/s640/408819_10150532971878383_781783382_10657366_621232948_n.jpg" width="473" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cute Adi (for the second year in a row) had her dance recital on her birthday, so on my birthday we combined our birthday celebration. Our family and Craig, went to PF Changs then went back home to relax, have fun and eat pie. It was a very, very good day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sz8euv0Xyy8/TvY7MKrz3_I/AAAAAAAACNQ/YeXXe3tpLMQ/s1600/390765_10150532972138383_781783382_10657370_459893269_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sz8euv0Xyy8/TvY7MKrz3_I/AAAAAAAACNQ/YeXXe3tpLMQ/s640/390765_10150532972138383_781783382_10657370_459893269_n.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Hp6ORiwdeB4/TvY7XYrBsZI/AAAAAAAACNY/nRCAPACKer4/s1600/DSC_1103.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Hp6ORiwdeB4/TvY7XYrBsZI/AAAAAAAACNY/nRCAPACKer4/s640/DSC_1103.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(i have a cute boyfriend)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-awykumOzwyg/TvY7lXjSz3I/AAAAAAAACNg/tMm0AkmamOU/s1600/DSC_1106.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-awykumOzwyg/TvY7lXjSz3I/AAAAAAAACNg/tMm0AkmamOU/s640/DSC_1106.jpg" width="427" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(you're right. this is a boring post but i'm laying here on the couch with my laptop on christmas eve watching the santa clause and had nothing else to do and when i started typing, i discovered i wasn't in a creative-writey mood...but i still wanted to post the pictures and such)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And while I'm here, I hope you all have a &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;VERY&lt;/i&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS!!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8824360692858963763-7884089268742315694?l=chechekawalkee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/feeds/7884089268742315694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/2011/12/birth.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824360692858963763/posts/default/7884089268742315694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824360692858963763/posts/default/7884089268742315694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/2011/12/birth.html' title='birth'/><author><name>chelseakate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10561950906585403705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pHXZoXDZdOo/TzDgPlVFGzI/AAAAAAAACY4/sdbYjoHEADw/s220/IMG_3095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_jsVMzaRo7U/TvY7KAMN7KI/AAAAAAAACNA/8XgTr57VItM/s72-c/382600_10150532971718383_781783382_10657364_662486250_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8824360692858963763.post-5797662007860408966</id><published>2011-12-19T01:19:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-19T01:20:12.686-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Craig'/><title type='text'>just because..</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;,&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ayt0Day7N8c/Tu8BZnmikAI/AAAAAAAACLU/MDWi9KE5Eek/s1600/securedownload.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="343" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ayt0Day7N8c/Tu8BZnmikAI/AAAAAAAACLU/MDWi9KE5Eek/s400/securedownload.jpeg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;photo credit: kolob ysa ward&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8824360692858963763-5797662007860408966?l=chechekawalkee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/feeds/5797662007860408966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/2011/12/just-because.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824360692858963763/posts/default/5797662007860408966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824360692858963763/posts/default/5797662007860408966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/2011/12/just-because.html' title='just because..'/><author><name>chelseakate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10561950906585403705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pHXZoXDZdOo/TzDgPlVFGzI/AAAAAAAACY4/sdbYjoHEADw/s220/IMG_3095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ayt0Day7N8c/Tu8BZnmikAI/AAAAAAAACLU/MDWi9KE5Eek/s72-c/securedownload.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8824360692858963763.post-4066140958651311645</id><published>2011-12-12T11:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-13T11:31:11.054-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yours Truly'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Craig'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='health'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adventures'/><title type='text'>Ruptured</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q55EbcrUs4s/TuUO96syaLI/AAAAAAAACKc/IzY1LTbtTh8/s1600/securedownload-3.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q55EbcrUs4s/TuUO96syaLI/AAAAAAAACKc/IzY1LTbtTh8/s400/securedownload-3.jpeg" width="297" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;photo credit: craig&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;December 10th, 2011&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;It started off like any other day. I woke up, I was tired, blah, blah, blah... I dinked around for a few hours, keeping in mind I had tithing settlement at 2:30 but should get there around 1:50 because Dani {my best friend} had her appointment then and it never hurts to be with her more...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I got in my car and I started driving to my church in Provo. I was feeling fine and was excited to see Dani, Craig and our two other friends, Eric and Ryan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Then it &lt;i&gt;happened&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was probably two minutes {or so} away from the church when all the sudden the &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;WORST&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; pain I've ever felt pretty much &lt;i&gt;attacked&lt;/i&gt; my lower abdomen. I don't know how to explain it, really. Cramps x1,000,000,000... something like that except it was more on the side of my body than the middle.. &lt;i&gt;Annnnnyway&lt;/i&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've had weird pains shoot through my body before so I just convinced myself it was nothing to worry about and I'd be fine in a few minutes. When I had parked my car and started walking towards the church, I sort of started to figure out this wasn't a &lt;i&gt;normal&lt;/i&gt; pain I'd had before and 'a few minutes' wasn't going to heal me. I couldn't stand up straight for the life of me, the pain was constant - it never let up, and I couldn't think clearly. In short, &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;I was in a whole lotta pain.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I let Dani know that I was hurting but wasn't trying to make a huge deal out of it. Wellp, I guess I don't have a good poker face because next thing I know, everyone was asking me what was wrong. I explained my symptoms and my friends were worried, telling me I should go to a doctor. Dani and I went into the bathroom to check it out, you know, see if there was any &lt;i&gt;visible&lt;/i&gt; problem. I was kind of bruised but nothing too serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had my interview with my awesome Bishop, then went back into the hall where Craig, Dani, Ryan and Eric were, also. I sat on the floor, trying to roll into a ball without drawing too much attention to myself and staying modest..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sooo...You know you have a &lt;i&gt;good&lt;/i&gt; best friend when she starts reading your mind and is saying the things you are too prideful to say. Dani told the boys I wasn't doing too well and thats when they started really pressuring me to go to the hospital. At first I was fighting it, telling them I'd be fine, but then I caved to the pressure. I was hurting and I wanted to be better...so the hospital seemed like the right place to go. After I received a blessing and some well-wishes,&lt;i&gt; Craig and I were off.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I could sit here and bore you with details about my looong visit to the ER with my super sweet boyfriend, but boring blogs aren't fun to read, so I'll try to just gloss over what went down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got there and the funny little moments began. Lets just say, Craig now knows allllll about me and my body. They ask a lot of questions there. When was your last period? Was it normal? How much do you weigh? How tall are you? When is your birthday? Are you sexually active? Any chance you're pregnant? Have you had any pain going to the bathroom? Have you noticed blood in your urine, etc, etc. Ah yeah, that was fun... Oh, and I'm pretty sure they asked those same questions like, ten thousand times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Yxj9w0kCyV8/TuUO_nzDB1I/AAAAAAAACKk/T4mRQZ-KCd0/s1600/securedownload-2.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Yxj9w0kCyV8/TuUO_nzDB1I/AAAAAAAACKk/T4mRQZ-KCd0/s400/securedownload-2.jpeg" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;photo credit: craig&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to give a urine sample, I was hooked up to an IV (scary) and had some blood taken, I had a cat scan, I was given some weird thing through my IV that made me warm and feel weird and made my fingers and toes hurt and gave me this funky metal taste in my mouth, I was poked and pressed, I was given some morphine...which is an excellent drug. I now see why people become addicted to things. I felt great! No pain after that pumped through my veins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first, the doctors/nurses had their suspicions that I could have something wrong with my&lt;i&gt; appendix&lt;/i&gt; but it was more likely that it was&lt;i&gt; kidney stones&lt;/i&gt;. But of course, it would take a while before we'd really be able to know anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Fof7HBqP420/TuUPBZCTqZI/AAAAAAAACKs/lMMsAokBWwI/s1600/securedownload-1.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Fof7HBqP420/TuUPBZCTqZI/AAAAAAAACKs/lMMsAokBWwI/s400/securedownload-1.jpeg" width="297" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;photo credit: craig&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Craig and I did a &lt;i&gt;lot&lt;/i&gt; of sitting around and waiting. Like, a lot. Poor Craig. I'm sure this isn't how he wanted to spend his saturday. However, like I've said before, he's the biggest sweetheart &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;ever&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;! He never complained and he was a great distraction from the pain, sitting there next to me, smiling and ready to talk, always asking how he could make me more comfortable, laughing with me when the drugs took over and I became loopy and twitchy, trying to get me to fall asleep, listening to the doctors and nurses because I was too drugged to really pay attention and the list goes on and on. I'm really not sure how in the world I got so lucky to be with this great guy :) Yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few hours later they finally had a diagnosis for me.. "The bad news,"the doctor said, was that I still would hurt. "The good news?" &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Its nothing serious&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;. Just some&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;ruptured ovarian cysts&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/span&gt;which are apparently ranked in the&lt;i&gt; top 10&lt;/i&gt; as far as pain goes. (&lt;b&gt;i agree&lt;/b&gt;.) He informed me after a few days I should be as good as new and feel great. &lt;i&gt;Whew&lt;/i&gt;. Dodged a bullet there, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and just in case I didn't tell everyone there enough times that there was &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;no&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; chance I was pregnant and that I'm not sexually active, they went ahead and took a pregnancy test anyway.&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt; It came back negative&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;i&gt;Told ya&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lFzhXN1ETsY/TuUPCurNVqI/AAAAAAAACK0/arYphLDjWBQ/s1600/securedownload.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lFzhXN1ETsY/TuUPCurNVqI/AAAAAAAACK0/arYphLDjWBQ/s400/securedownload.jpeg" width="297" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;craig's doggie and me, nappin' on the couch&lt;br /&gt;photo credit: craig&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;After our fun little adventure at the ER Craig took me back to his house where I crashed on his couch for &lt;i&gt;hours&lt;/i&gt;! I took a few naps, we watched movies, I ate toast, it was good. Craig and his great family took good, &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; care of me. Like I've said before, &lt;b&gt;I'm one &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;lucky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; gal&lt;/b&gt;. Very, &lt;i&gt;very&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;A few hours later, my cute Craig took me home and I slept pretty decently that night... Now here we are two days later and just like my doc said, every day I'm feeling a little better! The Lortab sure helps me feel better, too :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8824360692858963763-4066140958651311645?l=chechekawalkee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/feeds/4066140958651311645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/2011/12/ruptured.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824360692858963763/posts/default/4066140958651311645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824360692858963763/posts/default/4066140958651311645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/2011/12/ruptured.html' title='Ruptured'/><author><name>chelseakate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10561950906585403705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pHXZoXDZdOo/TzDgPlVFGzI/AAAAAAAACY4/sdbYjoHEADw/s220/IMG_3095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q55EbcrUs4s/TuUO96syaLI/AAAAAAAACKc/IzY1LTbtTh8/s72-c/securedownload-3.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8824360692858963763.post-8529019073487032418</id><published>2011-12-11T12:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T12:25:07.692-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Adeline'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holiday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Craig'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='activities'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Savannah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>gingerbread</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #274e13;"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #274e13;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #274e13;"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #274e13;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is just around the corner, folks. I'll be more specific, it is in &lt;i&gt;fourteen&lt;/i&gt; days. Two weeks away.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;YAYYYY!!!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Anyway, Christmas isn't Christmas without a few traditions, right? Thats actually a funny introductory sentence to this paragraph because the subject of this blog post isn't at all a Walker-family-tradition... But maybe this is the beginning of a new one. Alright, enough small talk.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;We made &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #274e13;"&gt;gingerbread&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;houses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; two days ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Savannah. Adi. Craig {thats my new, cutie-boy}, and myself. It was &lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;so&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, super much &lt;b&gt;fun&lt;/b&gt;! And I've got to say, we finished with four &lt;i&gt;real good lookin'&lt;/i&gt; houses any gingerbread man would fight to live in.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;But don't take my word for it, see for yourself:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-e3vc-kh9R8w/TuUOIqjufRI/AAAAAAAACJU/Z2jXTlbwxLk/s1600/DSCN0419.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-e3vc-kh9R8w/TuUOIqjufRI/AAAAAAAACJU/Z2jXTlbwxLk/s640/DSCN0419.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;building a gingerbread house wasn't a one-person job for us girlies&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tJRZvYhDDNE/TuUONwMRhtI/AAAAAAAACJc/FYqIxQ8TMcA/s1600/DSCN0422.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tJRZvYhDDNE/TuUONwMRhtI/AAAAAAAACJc/FYqIxQ8TMcA/s640/DSCN0422.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;hard at work&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VxgfTkto3ho/TuUOTomt2CI/AAAAAAAACJk/WSJd9oIiMp0/s1600/DSCN0425.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VxgfTkto3ho/TuUOTomt2CI/AAAAAAAACJk/WSJd9oIiMp0/s640/DSCN0425.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;yes, craig put frosting on my face&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-U3ScgIKrFzU/TuUOZfl9JdI/AAAAAAAACJs/naZWf6XBExs/s1600/DSCN0420.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-U3ScgIKrFzU/TuUOZfl9JdI/AAAAAAAACJs/naZWf6XBExs/s640/DSCN0420.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;little miss bizbannah showing off (yet again) that she's the artsy one in the family&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MTuLluMh3js/TuUOed73p8I/AAAAAAAACJ0/yETnmKNzmN8/s1600/DSCN0426.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MTuLluMh3js/TuUOed73p8I/AAAAAAAACJ0/yETnmKNzmN8/s640/DSCN0426.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;mine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ax23FosQkPo/TuUOjp9suFI/AAAAAAAACJ8/i8yUIawO61o/s1600/DSCN0431.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ax23FosQkPo/TuUOjp9suFI/AAAAAAAACJ8/i8yUIawO61o/s640/DSCN0431.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;craigs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MYkLqZGKMY8/TuUOoitUwgI/AAAAAAAACKE/yjW016Z_FEk/s1600/DSCN0441.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MYkLqZGKMY8/TuUOoitUwgI/AAAAAAAACKE/yjW016Z_FEk/s640/DSCN0441.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;savannahs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Pbaz_tEEkBY/TuUOtocPBnI/AAAAAAAACKM/axY0EIf6cdY/s1600/DSCN0436.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Pbaz_tEEkBY/TuUOtocPBnI/AAAAAAAACKM/axY0EIf6cdY/s640/DSCN0436.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;adelines&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UW7L5BamryA/TuUOyiyC-PI/AAAAAAAACKU/B_wl0FO2-Yc/s1600/DSCN0454.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UW7L5BamryA/TuUOyiyC-PI/AAAAAAAACKU/B_wl0FO2-Yc/s640/DSCN0454.JPG" width="640" /&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/8824360692858963763-8529019073487032418?l=chechekawalkee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/feeds/8529019073487032418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/2011/12/gingerbread.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824360692858963763/posts/default/8529019073487032418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824360692858963763/posts/default/8529019073487032418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/2011/12/gingerbread.html' title='gingerbread'/><author><name>chelseakate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10561950906585403705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pHXZoXDZdOo/TzDgPlVFGzI/AAAAAAAACY4/sdbYjoHEADw/s220/IMG_3095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-e3vc-kh9R8w/TuUOIqjufRI/AAAAAAAACJU/Z2jXTlbwxLk/s72-c/DSCN0419.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8824360692858963763.post-5109281995579534559</id><published>2011-12-06T03:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T12:28:42.210-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Craig'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>quicky late-night update</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The end of the semester is nearing. In fact, its really near...and you know what that means.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Finals&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ugh&lt;/i&gt;. Studying is &lt;u&gt;not&lt;/u&gt; one of my greater talents. I don't have a good enough attention span to do anything that feels like worth-while, productive studying and I'm &lt;i&gt;so&lt;/i&gt; sick of writing paper after paper. I need to work on developing a better attitude towards school, eh? {&lt;i&gt;especially&lt;/i&gt; finals/tests}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5sZ5UEyR4nI/Tt30CSoguOI/AAAAAAAACIw/lxDV-vfznOA/s1600/d80539a81f7a11e19e4a12313813ffc0_7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5sZ5UEyR4nI/Tt30CSoguOI/AAAAAAAACIw/lxDV-vfznOA/s400/d80539a81f7a11e19e4a12313813ffc0_7.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;view from my studying spot at the uvu library&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;This definitely won't be a semester I'll miss. I try to have a positive attitude towards all aspects of my life, but I'll just cut to the chase, I &lt;i&gt;very&lt;/i&gt; strongly disliked this semester. &lt;i&gt;I won't miss it,&lt;/i&gt; not even the smallest bit. Hopefully next semester is better, but I'm not sure if it will be, its a jam-packed semester full of classes that sound pretty difficult and are most likely full of homework...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;What a shame.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Especially since my social life has been quite &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;fantastic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, lately! No like, &lt;i&gt;really&lt;/i&gt;. Guess what? I've been dating a super sweet, cutie-boy who makes me wonder what I saw in the past guys I've dated. Yep, he's &lt;i&gt;that&lt;/i&gt; good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lMXsxqga-Ys/Tt30MudMpNI/AAAAAAAACI4/51Yrlph1BwU/s1600/387589_10150483605618383_781783382_10490731_1864435169_n.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lMXsxqga-Ys/Tt30MudMpNI/AAAAAAAACI4/51Yrlph1BwU/s400/387589_10150483605618383_781783382_10490731_1864435169_n.jpg" width="322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Other than school and that handsome guy ^^ there isn't much else to say except that&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;life is good&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;! &lt;/span&gt;Remember a while ago when I was always bummy and no fun and I always talked about that light at the end of the tunnel I was working towards?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Well&lt;/i&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I've reached the light &lt;i&gt;finally&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/span&gt;:) Everything is &lt;u&gt;good&lt;/u&gt;, again. I'm a &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;super&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; blessed, lucky little lady. I always have been, actually, I'm just finally starting to see it, again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;And there you have it. The last few weeks of worth-while stuff in my life in a little blog nutshell.&amp;nbsp;&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/8824360692858963763-5109281995579534559?l=chechekawalkee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/feeds/5109281995579534559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/2011/12/quicky-late-night-update.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824360692858963763/posts/default/5109281995579534559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824360692858963763/posts/default/5109281995579534559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/2011/12/quicky-late-night-update.html' title='quicky late-night update'/><author><name>chelseakate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10561950906585403705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pHXZoXDZdOo/TzDgPlVFGzI/AAAAAAAACY4/sdbYjoHEADw/s220/IMG_3095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5sZ5UEyR4nI/Tt30CSoguOI/AAAAAAAACIw/lxDV-vfznOA/s72-c/d80539a81f7a11e19e4a12313813ffc0_7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8824360692858963763.post-5188569218340039225</id><published>2011-11-26T11:33:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-26T11:33:35.797-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mommy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photographs'/><title type='text'>Momma's Prom Dress</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5h1ktVl8wcA/TtE-5vOGB7I/AAAAAAAACIc/lPO2XGS1j0g/s1600/1c24527a180211e19896123138142014_7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5h1ktVl8wcA/TtE-5vOGB7I/AAAAAAAACIc/lPO2XGS1j0g/s400/1c24527a180211e19896123138142014_7.jpg" width="400" /&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/8824360692858963763-5188569218340039225?l=chechekawalkee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/feeds/5188569218340039225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/2011/11/mommas-prom-dress.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824360692858963763/posts/default/5188569218340039225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824360692858963763/posts/default/5188569218340039225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/2011/11/mommas-prom-dress.html' title='Momma&apos;s Prom Dress'/><author><name>chelseakate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10561950906585403705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pHXZoXDZdOo/TzDgPlVFGzI/AAAAAAAACY4/sdbYjoHEADw/s220/IMG_3095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5h1ktVl8wcA/TtE-5vOGB7I/AAAAAAAACIc/lPO2XGS1j0g/s72-c/1c24527a180211e19896123138142014_7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8824360692858963763.post-3508177888249649246</id><published>2011-11-26T01:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-26T01:08:17.711-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poems'/><title type='text'>Owl Eyes</title><content type='html'>I like to write, you know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I especially really like to write poetry...or, my own little spin on poetry, I guess. I'm not sure what is technically considered &lt;i&gt;real&lt;/i&gt; poetry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I think that my blog {&lt;i&gt;this&lt;/i&gt; blog} should just be my &lt;i&gt;life&lt;/i&gt; blog. You know, my blog about daily little things, or whatever else I may choose to write about. Whenever I post my 'poetry' I write, I feel like it disturbs the 'flow,' if you will, of this here blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sooo, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I've decided to start &lt;i&gt;another&lt;/i&gt; blog.&lt;/span&gt; A &lt;i&gt;ChelseaKate-Poetry blog&lt;/i&gt;. I think it'd be kind of cool if you'd read it or at least take a peek at it from time to time. I understand poetry isn't everyones cup of tea, but you know, I thought it'd be worth a try to get y'all to take a looksie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The address is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://chelseakate-owleyes.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;chelseakate-owleyes.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you'll give it a chance. If not, its cool, we can still be friends (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're all grand.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8824360692858963763-3508177888249649246?l=chechekawalkee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/feeds/3508177888249649246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/2011/11/owl-eyes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824360692858963763/posts/default/3508177888249649246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824360692858963763/posts/default/3508177888249649246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/2011/11/owl-eyes.html' title='Owl Eyes'/><author><name>chelseakate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10561950906585403705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pHXZoXDZdOo/TzDgPlVFGzI/AAAAAAAACY4/sdbYjoHEADw/s220/IMG_3095.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8824360692858963763.post-1892309502826254903</id><published>2011-11-24T10:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-24T10:52:04.821-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holiday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>there's so much to be thankful for</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-left: 10px; margin-right: 10px; text-align: left;"&gt;These are the lyrics from &lt;b&gt;Josh Groban's&lt;/b&gt; (yum) song called, &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;'Thankful.'&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;Great&lt;/u&gt; Thanksgiving song.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-left: 10px; margin-right: 10px; text-align: left;"&gt;Hope you're all having a &lt;i&gt;fabulous&lt;/i&gt; Thanksgiving and take a moment or two to really think about how blessed we all are.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; There's &lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;SO&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt; much to be thankful for!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-left: 10px; margin-right: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-left: 10px; margin-right: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-left: 10px; margin-right: 10px;"&gt;Somedays we forget&lt;br /&gt;To look around us&lt;br /&gt;Somedays we can't see&lt;br /&gt;The joy that surrounds us&lt;br /&gt;So caught up inside ourselves&lt;br /&gt;We take when we should give.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for tonight we pray for&lt;br /&gt;What we know can be.&lt;br /&gt;And on this day we hope for&lt;br /&gt;What we still can't see.&lt;br /&gt;It's up to us to be the change&lt;br /&gt;And even though we all can still do more&lt;br /&gt;There's so much to be thankful for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look beyond ourselves&lt;br /&gt;There's so much sorrow&lt;br /&gt;It's way too late to say&lt;br /&gt;I'll cry tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;Each of us must find our truth&lt;br /&gt;It's so long overdue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for tonight we pray for&lt;br /&gt;What we know can be&lt;br /&gt;And every day we hope for&lt;br /&gt;What we still can't see&lt;br /&gt;It's up to us to be the change&lt;br /&gt;And even though we all can still do more&lt;br /&gt;There's so much to be thankful for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even with our differences&lt;br /&gt;There is a place we're all connected&lt;br /&gt;Each of us can find each other's light&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for tonight we pray for&lt;br /&gt;What we know can be&lt;br /&gt;And on this day we hope for&lt;br /&gt;What we still can't see&lt;br /&gt;It's up to us to be the change&lt;br /&gt;And even though this world needs so much more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's so much to be thankful for&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 13px;"&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/8824360692858963763-1892309502826254903?l=chechekawalkee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/feeds/1892309502826254903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/2011/11/theres-so-much-to-be-thankful-for.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824360692858963763/posts/default/1892309502826254903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824360692858963763/posts/default/1892309502826254903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/2011/11/theres-so-much-to-be-thankful-for.html' title='there&apos;s so much to be thankful for'/><author><name>chelseakate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10561950906585403705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pHXZoXDZdOo/TzDgPlVFGzI/AAAAAAAACY4/sdbYjoHEADw/s220/IMG_3095.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8824360692858963763.post-7645960462764933814</id><published>2011-11-20T17:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T21:09:03.164-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poems'/><title type='text'>Every Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;When I'm with you,&lt;i&gt; I am happy.&lt;/i&gt; I like to be by your side.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Every time I have the chance to speak to you, I wonder if you see the butterflies as they fly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;There's something 'bout your magical eyes, your crooked smile and your strong arms.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Your will to serve, your friendly voice, your listening ear, your genuine concern for who I am, my well being.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I'm someone special in your presence&lt;/i&gt;, every time I'm there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Your arms are where I find myself &lt;i&gt;wishing&lt;/i&gt; I were.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Every day I long for the deep, beautiful conversations we lose ourselves in, each time we have one another.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;You make me smile.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;The passenger seat of your car...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Its too easy to recall how it feels sitting there watching you, so confident, handsome and nonchalant.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;I feel my heart &lt;i&gt;wish&lt;/i&gt; for those bright lights.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;I hear my breath as it leaves me because you, who you are, takes my breath away every time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;You make my heart beat out of control.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;You make my smile emerge, no hope of concealing it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Your touch makes me spin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Your hugs make me believe in this shining moment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Your voice gives me chills.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Your eyes melt my soul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;You, you make me fall more and more each day...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Every time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8824360692858963763-7645960462764933814?l=chechekawalkee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/feeds/7645960462764933814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/2011/11/every-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824360692858963763/posts/default/7645960462764933814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824360692858963763/posts/default/7645960462764933814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/2011/11/every-time.html' title='Every Time'/><author><name>chelseakate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10561950906585403705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pHXZoXDZdOo/TzDgPlVFGzI/AAAAAAAACY4/sdbYjoHEADw/s220/IMG_3095.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8824360692858963763.post-5945390476788657748</id><published>2011-11-17T14:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-17T14:10:49.725-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LDS'/><title type='text'>"Be Thou an Example of the Believers.."</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I had the &lt;i&gt;coolest&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;experience happen to me today.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get my e-mail on my phone and usually when it comes through and I hear its specific little 'ding' I ignore it until a later time. Today was no exception, but when I did look at it, I found an e-mail from an address I wasn't familiar with. Normally, I'd immediately delete them but from my phone, I could see a small part of the e-mail that struck my interest...so, I decided to open this mysterious e-mail and &lt;i&gt;boy&lt;/i&gt; am I glad that I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was an e-mail from a girl from Pennsylvania who has been reading my blog for some time, now...actually, here's a better idea...I'm going to go ahead and copy and paste this e-mail to the blog so you can read it! {she gave me permission, so its okay!}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Dear Chelsea,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;My name is Catherine and I am a 28 year old woman from Pennsylvania which I know is far from Utah but I much like you have difficulties falling asleep at night so sometimes to try and "wear myself out" I will look at blogs and hit the "next blog" button. Several months ago I came across your blog in this way and was pulled into it quickly. I enjoy the way you write and your sense of humor, you seem like your a very fun girl with a great personality. I found myself late one night reading many posts in your blog way back even to 2009. You have a great life! The whole time I read your posts I kept thinking that you have this special light in your life and I couldn't put my finger on why I thought that. Several times I almost e-mailed you in hoping to ask you about your life and possibly discover why you seem so well rounded and bright. Then I came across a post you did where you talked in great detail about being a member of the Mormon church or as you taught me, it is called the LDS church. I felt very happy when I read about your religion so I clicked on your tag called "LDS" and then read all of your posts on your church. I was overwhelmed with this feeling that I wanted to have that cool religion in my life to. I read your posts on your general conference where the prophets of your church spoke and I visited the link you had to the church website and learned a little bit about your book of Mormon which seems to be a lot like the Holy Bible but with more to do with the LDS faith. I decided to order one and recieved it only a few days ago and finally started reading it. I am in the book called 1 Nephi only a couple chapters in but I am enjoying learning about Nephi and Lehi and his brothers. When I read about your blog I read about your ex boyfriend who was a missionary for your church and when I looked at your church website i learned more about missionaries so I decided to contact missionaries through the Mormon website. They are coming to my apartment later this week. I just wanted to show my appreciation to you for being so open and faithful about your church because I believe it is about to change my life and I doubt I would have been interested in it if it weren't for you blog and the passion you have about your faith. Thank you for being a example to me in a time when i needed one most. Please tell this story and I will hope that people will learn from it and see they can learn about your church to.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;God be with you,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Catherine&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How neat is that???? Who knew I could do Missionary work through my blog?! I am so glad that this sweet lady found my blog and is reading The Book of Mormon and meeting with the Missionaries! I know it will bless her life (:&lt;br /&gt;This whole experience has just really reminded me to always be an example of the Church of Jesus Christ of Later-Day Saints because you never know who is watching (or reading) your actions and examples!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With this in mind, I looked up the General Conference talk about being an example, read it, and loved it even more than I did the first time. Feel free to read it, &lt;a href="http://lds.org/general-conference/2010/10/be-thou-an-example-of-the-believers?lang=eng" target="_blank"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8824360692858963763-5945390476788657748?l=chechekawalkee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/feeds/5945390476788657748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/2011/11/be-thou-example-of-believers.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824360692858963763/posts/default/5945390476788657748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824360692858963763/posts/default/5945390476788657748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/2011/11/be-thou-example-of-believers.html' title='&quot;Be Thou an Example of the Believers..&quot;'/><author><name>chelseakate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10561950906585403705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pHXZoXDZdOo/TzDgPlVFGzI/AAAAAAAACY4/sdbYjoHEADw/s220/IMG_3095.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8824360692858963763.post-6566616868820773695</id><published>2011-11-17T10:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-17T10:22:47.134-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Angus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Puppy'/><title type='text'>From a Mop to a Blonde</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I'm breaking away from the 'thankful' posts, today. Well, actually I guess I'm thankful for what I'm going to talk about, but I am posting with the intention of showing off my adorable puppy (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;A couple days ago, my little mop-like puppy, Angus, got his first haircut. Now it is official, he is the CUTEST dog on planet earth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wIgi3G-7t3A/TsVQY8hGN4I/AAAAAAAACGc/VQHeL5pK7B0/s1600/303653_10150361330893383_781783382_9829713_24866589_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="428" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wIgi3G-7t3A/TsVQY8hGN4I/AAAAAAAACGc/VQHeL5pK7B0/s640/303653_10150361330893383_781783382_9829713_24866589_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;mop-puppy&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aQEJEXr6p-k/TsVQZfPnGzI/AAAAAAAACGk/Itk_jwHlwQU/s1600/377990_10150453876463383_781783382_10388331_1940060404_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aQEJEXr6p-k/TsVQZfPnGzI/AAAAAAAACGk/Itk_jwHlwQU/s640/377990_10150453876463383_781783382_10388331_1940060404_n.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;brand spankin' new puppy! who knew under all that hair he was a blondie!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8824360692858963763-6566616868820773695?l=chechekawalkee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/feeds/6566616868820773695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/2011/11/from-mop-to-blonde.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824360692858963763/posts/default/6566616868820773695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824360692858963763/posts/default/6566616868820773695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/2011/11/from-mop-to-blonde.html' title='From a Mop to a Blonde'/><author><name>chelseakate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10561950906585403705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pHXZoXDZdOo/TzDgPlVFGzI/AAAAAAAACY4/sdbYjoHEADw/s220/IMG_3095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wIgi3G-7t3A/TsVQY8hGN4I/AAAAAAAACGc/VQHeL5pK7B0/s72-c/303653_10150361330893383_781783382_9829713_24866589_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8824360692858963763.post-6149728582218967537</id><published>2011-11-14T08:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-14T08:49:27.794-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='health'/><title type='text'>Meds</title><content type='html'>I'm &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;SO&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; thankful for &lt;i&gt;medicine&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The last two days I have NOT felt good. The blame goes to being a girl - cramps murder me and effect my whole body - and I think I've got some sort of sinus cold thing going on and I have a deadly headache. Its the opposite of joyful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, unfortunately medicine only works on me about 40% of the time, but when it &lt;i&gt;does&lt;/i&gt; work, theres pretty much nothing better in the world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;..and hey, when medicine doesn't do the job, naps work, too.. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8824360692858963763-6149728582218967537?l=chechekawalkee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/feeds/6149728582218967537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/2011/11/meds.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824360692858963763/posts/default/6149728582218967537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824360692858963763/posts/default/6149728582218967537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/2011/11/meds.html' title='Meds'/><author><name>chelseakate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10561950906585403705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pHXZoXDZdOo/TzDgPlVFGzI/AAAAAAAACY4/sdbYjoHEADw/s220/IMG_3095.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8824360692858963763.post-6048842573196117866</id><published>2011-11-12T11:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-12T11:50:44.998-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boys'/><title type='text'>Dates&amp;Boys</title><content type='html'>Ohhh, dates (:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I like 'em.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I like boys.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I like when boys take me on dates.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The good ones are fabulous...and the bad ones turn into good stories. Therefore, I'm thankful for them all!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been on a few dates recently that have been extra good - that is what inspired this post.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm grateful that there are still some good guys out there who will call you and ask you on a date. I'm thankful for the boys who come pick you up at your door rather than honk or text you and tell you they're in your driveway. I'm thankful for guys who open doors for girls. I'm thankful for the guys who have tremendous manners. I'm thankful for the guys that somehow make me feel so incredibly special and important throughout our whole date. I'm thankful for the guys who walk a girl to the door and give her a hug/kiss/whatever it may be, even if the thought of it is awkward.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am very, very thankful for good dates, but I just discovered I am even more thankful for good, good guys (:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8824360692858963763-6048842573196117866?l=chechekawalkee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/feeds/6048842573196117866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/2011/11/dates.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824360692858963763/posts/default/6048842573196117866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824360692858963763/posts/default/6048842573196117866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/2011/11/dates.html' title='Dates&amp;Boys'/><author><name>chelseakate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10561950906585403705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pHXZoXDZdOo/TzDgPlVFGzI/AAAAAAAACY4/sdbYjoHEADw/s220/IMG_3095.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8824360692858963763.post-1371643405591414466</id><published>2011-11-11T08:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-11T08:52:38.572-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Disney'/><title type='text'>Disney</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;I am thankful for Disney.&lt;br /&gt;Disney makes my family and me happy. We go to both Disneyland and Disney World often and theres never been a trip there we haven't completely loved. Disney makes me smile and feel a big ol' happiness nothing else can give me. (: Disney, I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PeT8hBrOaNc/Tr1RO7W5aiI/AAAAAAAACF8/Jf-5hFut3GI/s1600/IMG_0083.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PeT8hBrOaNc/Tr1RO7W5aiI/AAAAAAAACF8/Jf-5hFut3GI/s400/IMG_0083.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wIuFviWLNF8/Tr1RabjjK2I/AAAAAAAACGE/CHocL5NLWeE/s1600/IMG_0117.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wIuFviWLNF8/Tr1RabjjK2I/AAAAAAAACGE/CHocL5NLWeE/s400/IMG_0117.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BgfxzzHpi5g/Tr1Rpohdd7I/AAAAAAAACGM/EwjeaJ_X77Q/s1600/IMG_0358.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BgfxzzHpi5g/Tr1Rpohdd7I/AAAAAAAACGM/EwjeaJ_X77Q/s400/IMG_0358.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q6tTn9ECvpk/Tr1SGIR5OGI/AAAAAAAACGU/LIfeUaRX3Hw/s1600/IMG_0262.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q6tTn9ECvpk/Tr1SGIR5OGI/AAAAAAAACGU/LIfeUaRX3Hw/s400/IMG_0262.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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/8824360692858963763-1371643405591414466?l=chechekawalkee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/feeds/1371643405591414466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/2011/11/disney.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824360692858963763/posts/default/1371643405591414466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824360692858963763/posts/default/1371643405591414466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/2011/11/disney.html' title='Disney'/><author><name>chelseakate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10561950906585403705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pHXZoXDZdOo/TzDgPlVFGzI/AAAAAAAACY4/sdbYjoHEADw/s220/IMG_3095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PeT8hBrOaNc/Tr1RO7W5aiI/AAAAAAAACF8/Jf-5hFut3GI/s72-c/IMG_0083.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8824360692858963763.post-8597965115347365734</id><published>2011-11-08T20:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-09T07:29:20.066-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yoga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='health'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exercise'/><title type='text'>exercise..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Today I am thankful, so very thankful for&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;EXERCISE!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Being an exercise major, I guess you would expect me to say this, but really, exercise brings me some heavy-duty &lt;i&gt;joy&lt;/i&gt; whether or not I'm studying this in school - and even on the days that I'd rather do &lt;i&gt;anything&lt;/i&gt; else over exercising, I'm thankful for it because I know in the long run its keeping me healthy and in good shape. Exercise keeps me happy, confident and active, I don't see a thing wrong with this (:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xyrVibSztLw/TroA1lB6YTI/AAAAAAAACFM/A8oFKsfU54k/s1600/tn.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xyrVibSztLw/TroA1lB6YTI/AAAAAAAACFM/A8oFKsfU54k/s400/tn.jpeg" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YIsfqowXI-c/TroA9ZHUreI/AAAAAAAACFU/plC_1i5z4nA/s1600/securedownload.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YIsfqowXI-c/TroA9ZHUreI/AAAAAAAACFU/plC_1i5z4nA/s400/securedownload.jpeg" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FrbIWzQGeWA/TroBCIbue3I/AAAAAAAACFc/aY0Lg0mg9Fg/s1600/securedownload-2.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FrbIWzQGeWA/TroBCIbue3I/AAAAAAAACFc/aY0Lg0mg9Fg/s400/securedownload-2.jpeg" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s5vV5EDBXU4/TroBKV3ULeI/AAAAAAAACFk/9NZu2zs0te0/s1600/securedownload-1.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s5vV5EDBXU4/TroBKV3ULeI/AAAAAAAACFk/9NZu2zs0te0/s400/securedownload-1.jpeg" width="298" /&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/8824360692858963763-8597965115347365734?l=chechekawalkee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/feeds/8597965115347365734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/2011/11/one-of-my-biggest-thankfuls.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824360692858963763/posts/default/8597965115347365734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824360692858963763/posts/default/8597965115347365734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/2011/11/one-of-my-biggest-thankfuls.html' title='exercise..'/><author><name>chelseakate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10561950906585403705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pHXZoXDZdOo/TzDgPlVFGzI/AAAAAAAACY4/sdbYjoHEADw/s220/IMG_3095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xyrVibSztLw/TroA1lB6YTI/AAAAAAAACFM/A8oFKsfU54k/s72-c/tn.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8824360692858963763.post-3275825324129685548</id><published>2011-11-08T11:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-08T11:56:29.166-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LDS'/><title type='text'>I Belong to the Church..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Today I am thankful for the gospel. I am thankful to be born and raised a member of the Church of Jesus Christ of Later-Day Saints. I am grateful that I know the truth of this gospel and that I have a friendship with Heavenly Father and Jesus Christ. I am thankful for the opportunity to go to church each week and to have the continual motivation to better myself because of it. I am grateful for the scriptures and the lessons they've taught me and comfort they've given me. I'm thankful for the power of prayer and the chance it gives me to talk to my Father in Heaven. I'm thankful for the Plan of Salvation and the fact that I can live with my family forever, even after we die. I'm thankful for the Atonement and that I can be forgiven of my many sins. I'm thankful for the happiness and peace the gospel brings me in my life (:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9CEbRi76GwA/TrmHhOgMsEI/AAAAAAAACFE/vvKOObrROLg/s1600/securedownload.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9CEbRi76GwA/TrmHhOgMsEI/AAAAAAAACFE/vvKOObrROLg/s400/securedownload.jpeg" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you'd like to learn more about The Church of Jesus Christ of Later-Day Saints, click &lt;a href="http://lds.org/" target="_blank"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8824360692858963763-3275825324129685548?l=chechekawalkee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/feeds/3275825324129685548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-belong-to-church.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824360692858963763/posts/default/3275825324129685548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824360692858963763/posts/default/3275825324129685548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-belong-to-church.html' title='I Belong to the Church..'/><author><name>chelseakate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10561950906585403705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pHXZoXDZdOo/TzDgPlVFGzI/AAAAAAAACY4/sdbYjoHEADw/s220/IMG_3095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9CEbRi76GwA/TrmHhOgMsEI/AAAAAAAACFE/vvKOObrROLg/s72-c/securedownload.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8824360692858963763.post-4190395853483757414</id><published>2011-11-07T17:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-07T17:16:20.764-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Music to my Ears</title><content type='html'>It is November. The month of being grateful and thankful (:&lt;br /&gt;I've really been wanting to post about something...anything, but haven't had much to talk about really, so I came up with this idea. Seeing as its the month of Thanksgiving, starting today I am going to post every day about something I'm thankful for. Unfortunately I missed the first few days of November so maybe if I ever get some extra free time I'll do a few make-up posts. Sound good? Yeah, I think it sounds good, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I am thankful for:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;MUSIC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have Pandora {basically a personalized radio} on my phone and I've been unable to separate from it for quite some time. Music makes me happy especially when I can find some tunes that go perfectly with my mood and how I'm feeling. Its the perfect way to express your opinions and great for if you need to vent or express severe happiness. I love all sorts of music to from classical and Mo-Tab to rap - to me, it is all good and fascinating to listen to. Can you imagine how awful the world would be without music? Gross...I'd be bummed. A lot. There'd be a big piece of my heart missing. I love music, listening to it, writing it, thinking about it. If it has to do with music, I love it. Music is my addiction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thankful for music.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8824360692858963763-4190395853483757414?l=chechekawalkee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/feeds/4190395853483757414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/2011/11/music-to-my-ears.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824360692858963763/posts/default/4190395853483757414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824360692858963763/posts/default/4190395853483757414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/2011/11/music-to-my-ears.html' title='Music to my Ears'/><author><name>chelseakate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10561950906585403705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pHXZoXDZdOo/TzDgPlVFGzI/AAAAAAAACY4/sdbYjoHEADw/s220/IMG_3095.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8824360692858963763.post-412268390538503969</id><published>2011-10-31T21:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-31T21:13:10.124-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><title type='text'>The People You Meet</title><content type='html'>I wasn't going to blog about this story, but I can't stop thinking about it. Its too weird &amp;amp; funny not to share.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And? Its a very fitting Halloween tale.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;T&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;he other day I was at school in a particularly boring class. I always sit by the same boy in this class and we usually do a pretty good job and keeping each other entertained, but this particular day I guess we weren't doing it for each other because we both started talking to the guy that was on my other side.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At first it was just your typical small-talk. You know, how are you? Whats your name? Whats your major? All that..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then we started talking about &lt;i&gt;jobs&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Where do you work?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I replied - I don't have a job. My friend talked about his job for a second. Then this stranger told us about his job.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;"I just work in my cult."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My friend and I both looked at this guy, puzzled. &lt;b&gt;"Your &lt;i&gt;cult&lt;/i&gt;?"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Guess what he said? Keep in mind he said this &lt;u&gt;completely&lt;/u&gt; seriously...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;"Yeah, I'm a vampire."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A vampire. &lt;i&gt;Really&lt;/i&gt;? Wow...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kind of ridiculously awesome, really.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, and just ridiculous.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Apparently they &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;do&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; exist.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't know how I didn't see this, before, to be honest. He has &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;fangs&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, yes, &lt;i&gt;actual&lt;/i&gt; fangs and just looks...&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;vampire-y&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, I guess. Perhaps I just never assumed/guessed he was a vampire because its not every day you meet one! Heck, I didn't know they existed!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bahahahahaha. Wow.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We heard the news that our acquaintance was a vampire and we both knew we could NOT make eye contact with each other or we'd lose it in a laughing-fit. Did you know its really, &lt;i&gt;really&lt;/i&gt; hard to keep your composure when a guy is telling you about his cult and the ways of Vampire-ism?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Then my very un-shy friend asks, &lt;b&gt;"So do you drink blood and stuff?"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The vampire then answered, again, dead serious, &lt;b&gt;"We'll drink our own or each others but we're civil, we're not the kind that go out and attack people for blood."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Oh."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Cool."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I mean really, what do you say to that?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At least he wasn't one that &lt;i&gt;attacked&lt;/i&gt;, I guess?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To say the least,&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt; I felt like I met Edward Cullen that day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;...I kept waiting {maybe slightly &lt;i&gt;wishing&lt;/i&gt;, too} for him to tell me my blood smelled delicious and he wanted it, badly, and then he'd confess to me that he couldn't resist me, etc.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Guys, he &lt;i&gt;could have&lt;/i&gt; been &lt;b&gt;my Edward&lt;/b&gt;...I could have been &lt;b&gt;his Bella&lt;/b&gt;...Then I would have&lt;b&gt; found a Jacob&lt;/b&gt;...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It could have been cool. Like, real cool. But &lt;b&gt;I guess my blood doesn't entice him enough&lt;/b&gt; for us to start living that &lt;i&gt;twisted&lt;/i&gt; fairy-tale.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And there you have it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I know a vampire.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;HAPPY HALLOWEEN!!&amp;nbsp;&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/8824360692858963763-412268390538503969?l=chechekawalkee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pHXZoXDZdOo/TzDgPlVFGzI/AAAAAAAACY4/sdbYjoHEADw/s220/IMG_3095.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8824360692858963763.post-6409516802162198808</id><published>2011-10-31T14:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-31T14:58:32.719-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mommy'/><title type='text'>My Momma's Cooler Than Yours</title><content type='html'>Last night while I was trying to fall asleep I texted my pretty mommy and asked her to tell me a story, so I could fall asleep...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was the GENIUS story that awesome lady texted me back: {&lt;i&gt;enjoy&lt;/i&gt;}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Once there was a slug.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;He was very slow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;He wished he knew how to play the flugelhorn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;But he couldn't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;He didn't have lips.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;He wished he could tap dance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;But he couldn't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;He didn't have feet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;He wished he could sculpt an amazing statue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;But he couldn't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;He didn't have hands.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;He noticed he left behind a disgusting trail of slime.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;He decided to start a disgusting slime trail collection.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;If only he had a bottle to store it in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;But he didn't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;He was under a log.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;And he had only traveled an inch since the sun came up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;THE END&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/8824360692858963763-6409516802162198808?l=chechekawalkee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/feeds/6409516802162198808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/2011/10/my-mommas-cooler-than-yours.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824360692858963763/posts/default/6409516802162198808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824360692858963763/posts/default/6409516802162198808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/2011/10/my-mommas-cooler-than-yours.html' title='My Momma&apos;s Cooler Than Yours'/><author><name>chelseakate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10561950906585403705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pHXZoXDZdOo/TzDgPlVFGzI/AAAAAAAACY4/sdbYjoHEADw/s220/IMG_3095.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8824360692858963763.post-2728749730981367789</id><published>2011-10-23T14:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-23T14:30:46.452-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mommy'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;to the coolest, most amazing, fantastic, hilarious, selfless, perfect momma in the whole entire land.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I love you, mommy!!&lt;/b&gt; (: (:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LGUmSw2I8Gs/TqSHEeksDdI/AAAAAAAACAo/mZY6VielDUk/s1600/IMG_0469.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LGUmSw2I8Gs/TqSHEeksDdI/AAAAAAAACAo/mZY6VielDUk/s400/IMG_0469.JPG" width="400" /&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/8824360692858963763-2728749730981367789?l=chechekawalkee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/feeds/2728749730981367789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/2011/10/happy-birthday-to-coolest-most-amazing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8824360692858963763.post-1324222881601210759</id><published>2011-10-21T23:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-21T23:11:23.688-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crushes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='What I Love'/><title type='text'>Quality Entertainment &amp; Hotties</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;There have been nooooo good movies, lately. Until recently. Two of my new favorite movies came out. What are these movies?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;FOOTLOOSE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jd7_Etc-EUQ/TqJdUlgTMLI/AAAAAAAAB_0/va5qn5jEVCY/s1600/Footloose-2011-Movie-Poster1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jd7_Etc-EUQ/TqJdUlgTMLI/AAAAAAAAB_0/va5qn5jEVCY/s640/Footloose-2011-Movie-Poster1.jpg" width="424" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;THE THREE MUSKETEERS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-o8YpvyrYXdo/TqJdZv-sxjI/AAAAAAAAB_8/7NF7fR90Npc/s1600/The-Three-Musketeers-2011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-o8YpvyrYXdo/TqJdZv-sxjI/AAAAAAAAB_8/7NF7fR90Npc/s640/The-Three-Musketeers-2011.jpg" width="428" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Best movies in a long, long while, folks. If my opinion matters even the tiniest bit to you, I'd suggest you go see them as soon as you can.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;As an added bonus, you'll get to look at these hottie-mc-hott-hott men! (: Yum.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ngdeKY1ohiI/TqJdmRBsDGI/AAAAAAAACAE/6_aaKEwrow8/s1600/images-1.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ngdeKY1ohiI/TqJdmRBsDGI/AAAAAAAACAE/6_aaKEwrow8/s400/images-1.jpeg" width="265" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Logan Lerman&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--CyTxisj5z4/TqJdm7iCWeI/AAAAAAAACAM/L5Qt7wtwWSI/s1600/Kenny-Wormald-2-e1277242948508-550x431.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="312" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--CyTxisj5z4/TqJdm7iCWeI/AAAAAAAACAM/L5Qt7wtwWSI/s400/Kenny-Wormald-2-e1277242948508-550x431.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kenny Wormald&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PvqPWbpNjTE/TqJdoXGRePI/AAAAAAAACAU/6-ooMO5F6XI/s1600/orlandobloom300.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PvqPWbpNjTE/TqJdoXGRePI/AAAAAAAACAU/6-ooMO5F6XI/s400/orlandobloom300.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Orlando Bloom...still love him with all my heart&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&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/8824360692858963763-1324222881601210759?l=chechekawalkee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/feeds/1324222881601210759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/2011/10/quality-entertainment-hotties.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824360692858963763/posts/default/1324222881601210759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824360692858963763/posts/default/1324222881601210759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/2011/10/quality-entertainment-hotties.html' title='Quality Entertainment &amp; Hotties'/><author><name>chelseakate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10561950906585403705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pHXZoXDZdOo/TzDgPlVFGzI/AAAAAAAACY4/sdbYjoHEADw/s220/IMG_3095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jd7_Etc-EUQ/TqJdUlgTMLI/AAAAAAAAB_0/va5qn5jEVCY/s72-c/Footloose-2011-Movie-Poster1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8824360692858963763.post-1620016050354098241</id><published>2011-10-18T23:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-18T23:43:30.679-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>Wishin' it was Thursday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Confession time: That whole nerd thing?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Yeah, didn't last. I don't even know if it lasted an hour, to be honest. Oops.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Anyway, I have midterms tomorrow. Well, technically, today. (its late) In six and a half hours.. Boo. Because I didn't magically transform into a schoolastic nerd like I really, &lt;i&gt;really&lt;/i&gt; hoped I would, all day today was filled with cramming for those awful exams. And I really mean &lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;all&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt; day. I didn't even put make up on or get dressed, I was so devoted to school work. It is now 12:40am and my brain is fried. I cannot take one more schooly thing or I may explode. Because I've been such a good procrastinating student, I rewarded myself by allowing a quick blog post before I get back to that evil.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;It felt good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Now, sadly, tis time to get back to studying and deciding if I should pull an all-nighter or not. 5 o'clock is right around the corner anyway, right?! Ugh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Oh and please, please, please WISH ME LUCK! (:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LlPMm2kxVZU/Tp5vndbcHZI/AAAAAAAAB_s/u1j32SxPzyw/s1600/securedownload.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LlPMm2kxVZU/Tp5vndbcHZI/AAAAAAAAB_s/u1j32SxPzyw/s400/securedownload.jpeg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;studyin'..oh my lanta..&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8824360692858963763-1620016050354098241?l=chechekawalkee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/feeds/1620016050354098241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/2011/10/wishin-it-was-thursday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824360692858963763/posts/default/1620016050354098241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824360692858963763/posts/default/1620016050354098241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/2011/10/wishin-it-was-thursday.html' title='Wishin&apos; it was Thursday'/><author><name>chelseakate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10561950906585403705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pHXZoXDZdOo/TzDgPlVFGzI/AAAAAAAACY4/sdbYjoHEADw/s220/IMG_3095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LlPMm2kxVZU/Tp5vndbcHZI/AAAAAAAAB_s/u1j32SxPzyw/s72-c/securedownload.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8824360692858963763.post-3186261600368484497</id><published>2011-10-16T20:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-16T20:45:33.333-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LDS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crushes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fame'/><title type='text'>Mr. Brandon Flowers {is hott}</title><content type='html'>Brandon Flowers is the lead singer for the band, The Killers, and he is a Mormon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is awesome. Go ahead and watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="270" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/4PF0h7oqUEQ?fs=1" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8824360692858963763-3186261600368484497?l=chechekawalkee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/feeds/3186261600368484497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/2011/10/mr-brandon-flowers-is-hott.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824360692858963763/posts/default/3186261600368484497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824360692858963763/posts/default/3186261600368484497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/2011/10/mr-brandon-flowers-is-hott.html' title='Mr. Brandon Flowers {is hott}'/><author><name>chelseakate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10561950906585403705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pHXZoXDZdOo/TzDgPlVFGzI/AAAAAAAACY4/sdbYjoHEADw/s220/IMG_3095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/4PF0h7oqUEQ/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8824360692858963763.post-3971662874307277233</id><published>2011-10-16T01:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-16T01:03:25.118-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dates'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='activities'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>spooky</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I can't sleep tonight. Again. [shock.] So how about another post?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I went on a &lt;b&gt;date&lt;/b&gt; tonight. A very fun date! My date, Trevor, and I doubled with my best friend Dani and her boyfriend, Dallin. For this date, we went to Thanksgiving Points little Halloween fest, called, &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Cornbelly's.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v05K8SYHjsM/TpqMmssus1I/AAAAAAAAB_E/pqP0MYv35as/s1600/freebies2deals-cornbellys.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="78" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v05K8SYHjsM/TpqMmssus1I/AAAAAAAAB_E/pqP0MYv35as/s400/freebies2deals-cornbellys.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5cIcAN-JLiY/TpqMoVJZIyI/AAAAAAAAB_I/kNls0SL28T4/s1600/n111519856515_2406.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5cIcAN-JLiY/TpqMoVJZIyI/AAAAAAAAB_I/kNls0SL28T4/s400/n111519856515_2406.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;don't let this happy corn-man fool you...its scary there.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;This place wasn't messing around. They had something there for everyone. We'd initially gone thinking there was just one haunted corn maze you go through. Turns out there was much, &lt;i&gt;much&lt;/i&gt; more. Normal corn mazes, a haunted one, haunted "creatures" you walk through, a clown house and some more, but I won't bore you with the details.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;We were &lt;i&gt;brave&lt;/i&gt; people and took on the scary ones. I think its safe to say we were very, &lt;i&gt;very&lt;/i&gt; scared. Or Dani and I were, at least. Very. I don't know why people do that kind of stuff for &lt;i&gt;fun&lt;/i&gt;. Crazies. I can think of a million more fun things to do than scare yourself silly. I am a screamer and I feel like thats almost all I did tonight. It didn't help that I was that "lucky" person that kept getting scary people up in my face! Jeepers..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Regardless of the crazy scariness I partook in, I had a fabulous time with those three amazing people and feel pretty proud of us for braving such scary places - and I'm glad Trev didn't seem to mind me sticking like glue to him anytime I was scared. We made some pretty good memories there, too (: I'd share...but I think in this case, what happened in the corn maze, stays in the corn maze!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-G-vwyPj3GTY/TpqMpxPKGcI/AAAAAAAAB_U/UR40TSSA1_0/s1600/298647_10150409217548383_781783382_10126828_472298845_n.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-G-vwyPj3GTY/TpqMpxPKGcI/AAAAAAAAB_U/UR40TSSA1_0/s640/298647_10150409217548383_781783382_10126828_472298845_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;trevor &amp;amp; myself&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DtwPqEhghjY/TpqMrOG40-I/AAAAAAAAB_Y/zM8rh1MpDyE/s1600/294649_10150409218228383_781783382_10126844_1231238448_n.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DtwPqEhghjY/TpqMrOG40-I/AAAAAAAAB_Y/zM8rh1MpDyE/s640/294649_10150409218228383_781783382_10126844_1231238448_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;dani &amp;amp; chels&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sorry, didn't take a picture of myself with dallin ;)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8824360692858963763-3971662874307277233?l=chechekawalkee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/feeds/3971662874307277233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/2011/10/spooky.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824360692858963763/posts/default/3971662874307277233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824360692858963763/posts/default/3971662874307277233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/2011/10/spooky.html' title='spooky'/><author><name>chelseakate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10561950906585403705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pHXZoXDZdOo/TzDgPlVFGzI/AAAAAAAACY4/sdbYjoHEADw/s220/IMG_3095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v05K8SYHjsM/TpqMmssus1I/AAAAAAAAB_E/pqP0MYv35as/s72-c/freebies2deals-cornbellys.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8824360692858963763.post-2610160957607693147</id><published>2011-10-15T12:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-15T12:29:22.563-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='What I Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weddings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>::swoon::</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I could look at wedding pictures alllllllllll dayyyyyyyyyyyy longgggggggggg, if I could.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Today I was looking on FB and this girl I know posted this picture. I don't think its anyone she knows, she was just saying she wants a picture like this when she gets married.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Um, ME TOO!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;And...This is the CUTEST picture on planet earth. So I had to blog about it so you all could see how darling it was, too.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;LOVE! Ps, I teared up a bit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;if that ain't true love, then i don't know what is!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-c45XJqDIo18/TpneWndeZvI/AAAAAAAAB-0/WgKDj2tTqtQ/s1600/298688_10151033790980001_805910000_21374794_384119047_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="478" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-c45XJqDIo18/TpneWndeZvI/AAAAAAAAB-0/WgKDj2tTqtQ/s640/298688_10151033790980001_805910000_21374794_384119047_n.jpg" width="640" /&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/8824360692858963763-2610160957607693147?l=chechekawalkee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/feeds/2610160957607693147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/2011/10/swoon.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824360692858963763/posts/default/2610160957607693147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824360692858963763/posts/default/2610160957607693147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/2011/10/swoon.html' title='::swoon::'/><author><name>chelseakate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10561950906585403705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pHXZoXDZdOo/TzDgPlVFGzI/AAAAAAAACY4/sdbYjoHEADw/s220/IMG_3095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-c45XJqDIo18/TpneWndeZvI/AAAAAAAAB-0/WgKDj2tTqtQ/s72-c/298688_10151033790980001_805910000_21374794_384119047_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8824360692858963763.post-1420979053336524295</id><published>2011-10-12T21:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-13T09:33:18.635-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crushes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fame'/><title type='text'>One Mans Trash...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;My lovely mother has taken on the challenge of cleaning out our garage. In the process of doing so, she found this old treasure of mine...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DzCI6ddEHJ8/TpZhFeQqF-I/AAAAAAAAB9c/EbH8EfuYfh8/s1600/securedownload.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DzCI6ddEHJ8/TpZhFeQqF-I/AAAAAAAAB9c/EbH8EfuYfh8/s640/securedownload.jpeg" width="478" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-q-JPSoUF4mk/TpZhQFz01oI/AAAAAAAAB9k/V77HSclXXAM/s1600/securedownload-1.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-q-JPSoUF4mk/TpZhQFz01oI/AAAAAAAAB9k/V77HSclXXAM/s640/securedownload-1.jpeg" width="478" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;So what is this old, dirty feeling, poorly cared for notebook filled with, might you ask?...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UFIgittPE6I/TpZhXwSNbOI/AAAAAAAAB9s/mYfLI45DEOE/s1600/tn-1.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UFIgittPE6I/TpZhXwSNbOI/AAAAAAAAB9s/mYfLI45DEOE/s640/tn-1.jpeg" width="478" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Orlando Bloom, duh!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I think back in the day I could have very well been his #1 fan. I was unhealthily obsessed with this gorgeous, gorgeous, freaking hot, beautiful, lovely, enchanting man. My room was (literally) covered in pictures of this handsome british fella. When I slowly was fading from my Orlando obsession (wish that never happened...i miss him) I took down all the pictures and taped them into this notebook, because of course I couldn't get rid of them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Pe_cIhqmq5w/TpZhcbHwlqI/AAAAAAAAB90/NYNrcbj8-ec/s1600/tn.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Pe_cIhqmq5w/TpZhcbHwlqI/AAAAAAAAB90/NYNrcbj8-ec/s640/tn.jpeg" width="478" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dbwC9s6UES8/TpZhomfV7II/AAAAAAAAB98/LqBmpZc4O3Q/s1600/securedownload-2.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dbwC9s6UES8/TpZhomfV7II/AAAAAAAAB98/LqBmpZc4O3Q/s640/securedownload-2.jpeg" width="478" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a Valentine my old neighbor, Austin gave me, one year (: I think his cute momma helped him in choosing which Valentine to send my way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-maYdX-CEUjg/TpZhw2K5k7I/AAAAAAAAB-E/AU20HyIPqQU/s1600/securedownload-3.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-maYdX-CEUjg/TpZhw2K5k7I/AAAAAAAAB-E/AU20HyIPqQU/s640/securedownload-3.jpeg" width="478" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I would display/hang up pictures even if I had a million repeats of one picture...I think I have about 30 of this one! (no sarcasm)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ktvSdlPI--0/TpZh6LbW5SI/AAAAAAAAB-M/Qxs0xAN0zEU/s1600/securedownload-4.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ktvSdlPI--0/TpZh6LbW5SI/AAAAAAAAB-M/Qxs0xAN0zEU/s640/securedownload-4.jpeg" width="478" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Orlando was even gorgeous as a blond, long-haired elf. (even though i never was a Lord of the Rings fan)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fF-sS88p-GM/TpZiKqEdWpI/AAAAAAAAB-c/z24-mDAL8vA/s1600/securedownload-5.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fF-sS88p-GM/TpZiKqEdWpI/AAAAAAAAB-c/z24-mDAL8vA/s640/securedownload-5.jpeg" width="478" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Orlando, once, was in a Gap add...This picture is barely larger than my thumb nail. But of course I had to cut it out, hang it and eventually tape in in my Orlando shrine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0REgK2z9LGY/TpZkH8PiMKI/AAAAAAAAB-s/CTUWM2jP1TE/s1600/securedownload.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0REgK2z9LGY/TpZkH8PiMKI/AAAAAAAAB-s/CTUWM2jP1TE/s640/securedownload.jpeg" width="478" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;My mom keeps telling me to throw it away (its currently sitting on our fireplace) but I just can't get myself to do it! To my mom, it may be trash. But to me, it is my childhood. Like they say, one mans trash is another mans treasure.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8824360692858963763-1420979053336524295?l=chechekawalkee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/feeds/1420979053336524295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/2011/10/one-mans-trash.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824360692858963763/posts/default/1420979053336524295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824360692858963763/posts/default/1420979053336524295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/2011/10/one-mans-trash.html' title='One Mans Trash...'/><author><name>chelseakate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10561950906585403705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pHXZoXDZdOo/TzDgPlVFGzI/AAAAAAAACY4/sdbYjoHEADw/s220/IMG_3095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DzCI6ddEHJ8/TpZhFeQqF-I/AAAAAAAAB9c/EbH8EfuYfh8/s72-c/securedownload.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8824360692858963763.post-4512930531759715807</id><published>2011-10-07T16:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-07T16:55:43.144-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='health'/><title type='text'>Professional Potty-Dancer</title><content type='html'>Its pretty sad when the thought of blogging about drinking water is more exciting than your homework. But you know what? The thought of blogging about drinking water &lt;i&gt;IS&lt;/i&gt; more exciting than my homework. &lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;Much&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt; more exciting. So I decided to make that thought a reality...&lt;i&gt;here I am&lt;/i&gt;. Blogging about drinking water. {i'll be a nerd later..}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;It is recommended that you drink eight 8 ounce glasses of water a day.&lt;/b&gt; For those of you, like me, who hate math, allow me to be terribly kind and do the math for you. That equals&lt;b&gt; &lt;i&gt;64&lt;/i&gt; ounces of water a day.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was evaluating my health the other day and made a few personal goals regarding how I can become&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;healthier&lt;/i&gt;. One of them was to start drinking the recommended amount of water. {and maybe lay off downing Diet Coke like theres no tomorrow}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Um.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you know drinking 64 ounces of water a day feels like you're slowly drowning yourself throughout the day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SBbp6ZexDI4/To6elpVvvdI/AAAAAAAAB8E/7BjDvlAqVyc/s1600/securedownload.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SBbp6ZexDI4/To6elpVvvdI/AAAAAAAAB8E/7BjDvlAqVyc/s640/securedownload.jpeg" width="476" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;yes, i have an epic batman blankie&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Holy cow.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Actually&lt;/i&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imma toot my own horn here real quick. I've been averaging about&lt;b&gt; 96-128 ounces of water a day&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I &lt;i&gt;am&lt;/i&gt; drowning myself?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now comes the "rant."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drinking water is &lt;b&gt;great&lt;/b&gt;! &lt;i&gt;So&lt;/i&gt; healthy! It keeps your skin clear, helps you maintain/lose weight in a healthy manner, it flushes toxins from your body, keeps you hydrated, gives you more energy, I think I've heard it helps your brain work better?...You know...&lt;i&gt;good&lt;/i&gt; stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But want to know the heavy-duty &lt;i&gt;downside&lt;/i&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;You have to go to the bathroom &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;allllllllllllllllll&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; the time!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;All. The. Time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I do the potty-dance 24/7.&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;I even find myself waking up in the few hours that I manage to sleep because my bladder was so full.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, the perks to being a healthy person...along with the "perks" those kettlebells brought me...SO, SO sore. My arms and shoulders &lt;i&gt;don't&lt;/i&gt; work, in case you wondered. (but that is a different post)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. Thats it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to &lt;b&gt;sprint&lt;/b&gt; to the bathroom, now...(been doin' the potty-dance through this whole post)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Drink your water &lt;/b&gt;and&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;be healthy&lt;/b&gt;, loves.&lt;br /&gt;Buh-bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8824360692858963763-4512930531759715807?l=chechekawalkee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/feeds/4512930531759715807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/2011/10/professional-potty-dancer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824360692858963763/posts/default/4512930531759715807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824360692858963763/posts/default/4512930531759715807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/2011/10/professional-potty-dancer.html' title='Professional Potty-Dancer'/><author><name>chelseakate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10561950906585403705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pHXZoXDZdOo/TzDgPlVFGzI/AAAAAAAACY4/sdbYjoHEADw/s220/IMG_3095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SBbp6ZexDI4/To6elpVvvdI/AAAAAAAAB8E/7BjDvlAqVyc/s72-c/securedownload.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8824360692858963763.post-1825945259437514154</id><published>2011-10-06T23:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-06T23:17:35.305-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LDS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beliefs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='What I Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><title type='text'>Your Happily Ever After</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Once Upon A Time...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I just finished reading the &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;BEST&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; book!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;While watching General Conference last week, I chose to watch the shows in between the sessions. That meant that I also watched the &lt;i&gt;commercials&lt;/i&gt;. I am convinced there were only six commercials, total, but there was one that stuck out to me each time it aired. It was the commercial about &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Dieter F. Uchtdorf's book, &lt;b&gt;"Your Happily Ever After."&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_i7xvzXq1r8/To6Wj9aQoLI/AAAAAAAAB8A/T-vv8gz1KB4/s1600/Your-Hapily_Ever-After.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_i7xvzXq1r8/To6Wj9aQoLI/AAAAAAAAB8A/T-vv8gz1KB4/s400/Your-Hapily_Ever-After.jpg" width="397" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Maybe I was drawn to this book because&lt;i&gt; I've always been a sucker for fairy-tales&lt;/i&gt; or maybe it was because &lt;i&gt;President Uchtdorf has always been my favorite&lt;/i&gt; since he was made a member of the Quorum of the Twelve. I don't know what it was but I'm so grateful that I got that continual urge to get my hands on that book.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8BSu4EYEpaA/To6UXGSfFkI/AAAAAAAAB74/PB-1wdVy3mc/s1600/UchtdorfDFApril08_medium.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8BSu4EYEpaA/To6UXGSfFkI/AAAAAAAAB74/PB-1wdVy3mc/s400/UchtdorfDFApril08_medium.jpg" width="318" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;My cute mommy (i wuv yoo) bought it for me this afternoon and I sat down with it a few minutes, ago...and its &lt;i&gt;already completed&lt;/i&gt;. It isn't a long book or a difficult read, at all and obviously it doesn't take much of your time so guess what I'm going to do?&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt; I am going to recommend that YOU &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;READ&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; IT!&lt;/span&gt; Really, do. Go take a visit to lovely &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://deseretbook.com/"&gt;Deseret Book&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; and purchase this lovely thing. I think it was only $15? Not positive, but I can tell you that its so good and worth that money. It should be $100! (haha okay that was cheesey) Mm, so good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;It is a book directed towards young girls, single girls, girls experiencing difficult times or in the process of overcoming trials. President Uchtdorf compares us princesses to Cinderella, Belle and the millers daughter, in that we, much like those princesses, have to &lt;b&gt;endure trials&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;overcome hardships&lt;/b&gt; before we can reach our own&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt; happily ever after.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; He also says that our &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Once Upon A Time&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; is &lt;u&gt;now&lt;/u&gt; and one day we will look back at our journey and be able to see that we &lt;i&gt;are&lt;/i&gt; living happily ever after.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I want to go on, but its a short book and I don't want to tell you everything so you'll find an excuse not to read it. So, as I said before, &lt;b&gt;GO BUY IT&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;i&gt;read&lt;/i&gt; it and &lt;i&gt;love&lt;/i&gt; it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;This book filled my heart full of hope and reinforced my faith and trust in Heavenly Father's plan for me and especially in His timing!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Okay, I'm done...&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Happy reading!!&lt;/b&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/8824360692858963763-1825945259437514154?l=chechekawalkee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/feeds/1825945259437514154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/2011/10/your-happily-ever-after.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824360692858963763/posts/default/1825945259437514154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824360692858963763/posts/default/1825945259437514154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/2011/10/your-happily-ever-after.html' title='Your Happily Ever After'/><author><name>chelseakate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10561950906585403705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pHXZoXDZdOo/TzDgPlVFGzI/AAAAAAAACY4/sdbYjoHEADw/s220/IMG_3095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_i7xvzXq1r8/To6Wj9aQoLI/AAAAAAAAB8A/T-vv8gz1KB4/s72-c/Your-Hapily_Ever-After.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8824360692858963763.post-7550073911886171008</id><published>2011-10-05T19:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-05T19:13:35.725-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>Nurdy.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Do you think I'd be a cute nerd?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think I am going to take up &lt;b&gt;nerd-ism.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No, I don't &lt;i&gt;think&lt;/i&gt; I am. I &lt;i&gt;know&lt;/i&gt; I am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While I was sitting in Ethics and Values today at school,&lt;b&gt; I had a great epiphany come to me&lt;/b&gt;...probably like the epiphanies Socrates believed he frequently received. {yep, believe it or not i listen in school} So what was this epiphany, you might ask? &lt;i&gt;Simple&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt; I, Chelsea Kate Walker, need to &lt;b&gt;turn nerd&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well what does that mean?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Again, its quite simple. I'm going to become quite &lt;i&gt;school-y.&lt;/i&gt; Meaning that I am going to do my homework during the day {not after midnight} and do everything in my power to &lt;i&gt;love&lt;/i&gt; it. I'm going to study, lots, too. Guess what else? I'm going to take up doing the extra credit assignments. &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Classic nerd&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (: I'm &lt;i&gt;lovin' &lt;/i&gt;it. Feel free to be jealous. I wouldn't blame you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll admit, I've always envied people like this. So I'm &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;proudly&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; jumping on the bandwagon.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Imma work hard and get my nerd on. Now all I need are some strangely large classes, a fanny-pack, suspenders and pants that don't fit right. &lt;i&gt;Mmmm&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hellllooooooo A's!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hellloooooo sooner graduation!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hellllooooo happy parents!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Helllloooooo legit Chelsea!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ooh, baby. This is gonna be gooood.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8824360692858963763-7550073911886171008?l=chechekawalkee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/feeds/7550073911886171008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/2011/10/nurdy.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824360692858963763/posts/default/7550073911886171008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824360692858963763/posts/default/7550073911886171008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/2011/10/nurdy.html' title='Nurdy.'/><author><name>chelseakate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10561950906585403705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pHXZoXDZdOo/TzDgPlVFGzI/AAAAAAAACY4/sdbYjoHEADw/s220/IMG_3095.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8824360692858963763.post-760097367364720559</id><published>2011-10-05T18:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-06T23:44:17.766-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='health'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exercise'/><title type='text'>yowza</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Kettlebells&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uIt5U9ARSi4/To0HBs-2_OI/AAAAAAAAB7s/T04n3qX_hjM/s1600/images-1.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="293" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uIt5U9ARSi4/To0HBs-2_OI/AAAAAAAAB7s/T04n3qX_hjM/s400/images-1.jpeg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My new love/worst enemy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;To be brief, I have never felt so sore after a work out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;BUT &lt;b&gt;sore=good.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And that is all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8824360692858963763-760097367364720559?l=chechekawalkee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/feeds/760097367364720559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/2011/10/yowza.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824360692858963763/posts/default/760097367364720559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824360692858963763/posts/default/760097367364720559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/2011/10/yowza.html' title='yowza'/><author><name>chelseakate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10561950906585403705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pHXZoXDZdOo/TzDgPlVFGzI/AAAAAAAACY4/sdbYjoHEADw/s220/IMG_3095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uIt5U9ARSi4/To0HBs-2_OI/AAAAAAAAB7s/T04n3qX_hjM/s72-c/images-1.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8824360692858963763.post-213523103696766924</id><published>2011-10-04T22:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-05T18:54:54.386-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daddy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='What I Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poems'/><title type='text'>Daddy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;I want this one to be&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;perfect&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;For the&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;one&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;man who has&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;always&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;been there for me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;The one who has&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;never&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;let me down, broke my heart or stopped my dreams.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;My first true love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;My first taste of the good, good life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;My daddy.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;To the man who gave me everything, I give you my heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;To the man who always had a smile reserved just for me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;Even when his day was one of the worst.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;To the spiritual giant I've been blessed to admire each day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;To the hard-worker who taught through his actions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;To the silent scripture reader, ponderer and prayer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;To the hero who always chased away the bad guys&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;And put strength back in his b.o.j.'s heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;To the believer who always had more faith in me than I did.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;To the happy man who radiates optimism.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;To the motivator who pushed me to chase my dreams&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;All of the dreams, no matter how far-fetched.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;To the daddy who raised the bar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;And set high expectations.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;Thank you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;For teaching me right from wrong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;For giving me his testimony to start my own.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;For catching me each time I fall.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;For reminding me there is good in the world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;For proving to me I deserve nothing less than the best.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;For being the one who started my love of activity.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;For laughing with me when I need it the most.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;For encouraging me to be the best, even if its hard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;For proving hard work pays off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;For keeping me humble, faithful and righteous.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;For never letting me give up or sell myself short.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;For having genuine concern about his daughters lives.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;For loving me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;You're my hero, big guy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;You're the only man I need right now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;And when the other guy I need does comes around&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;Don't worry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;You'll always be my first love, my first real love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;No one can take your place in my life, in my heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;You know, I hope that guy is just like you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;Mom is one lucky woman.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;Daddy, I love you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;I always have, I always will.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;You got me where I am and you'll be there where I go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;I'll never see why I'm so lucky&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;Just remember I am thankful for you even when I don't show it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;At the end of the day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;My heart is happy because you're my daddy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;My buddy, my pal, my hero, my example.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;And just as you'll always be mine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;I'll always be yours.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;Your little girl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;Your biggest fan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Your boj.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vu_5MasiPMc/Tovu22QGngI/AAAAAAAAB7o/_tnZgCJsURw/s1600/311845_10150394352673383_781783382_10040705_915256593_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vu_5MasiPMc/Tovu22QGngI/AAAAAAAAB7o/_tnZgCJsURw/s640/311845_10150394352673383_781783382_10040705_915256593_n.jpg" width="476" /&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/8824360692858963763-213523103696766924?l=chechekawalkee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/feeds/213523103696766924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/2011/10/daddy.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824360692858963763/posts/default/213523103696766924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824360692858963763/posts/default/213523103696766924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/2011/10/daddy.html' title='Daddy'/><author><name>chelseakate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10561950906585403705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pHXZoXDZdOo/TzDgPlVFGzI/AAAAAAAACY4/sdbYjoHEADw/s220/IMG_3095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vu_5MasiPMc/Tovu22QGngI/AAAAAAAAB7o/_tnZgCJsURw/s72-c/311845_10150394352673383_781783382_10040705_915256593_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8824360692858963763.post-6417186865783705902</id><published>2011-10-03T16:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-03T16:05:40.492-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LDS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='What I Love'/><title type='text'>Part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;It just didn't feel right...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Posting about Saturday's General Conference and not Sundays.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Didya watch it? Did you love it?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I did. I did.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Favorite talks, ready go!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;[morning session]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Robert D. Hales:&lt;/b&gt; He spoke about patience and submitting ourselves to the Lords will. He spoke a lot about having faith and trusting in the Lord's timing and His plan, too. I was able to really apply this one to my life because I swear I'm just about the most impatient person on earth and so frequently I get caught up in wanting what I want, when I want it. It was great to be reminded that its all going to happen in God's time and its going to work better that way and make me happier, as well!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Elaine S. Dalton:&lt;/b&gt; She spoke a lot about dads and their examples and important role in their daughters lives. Mostly, I just loved this one because I've got my wonderful daddy who is the father to three girls and I think he does his daddy-jobs, perfectly. It made me smile. She explained what a good dad should be, traits he should have, things he should do, etc. and my daddy was everything she described. This talk made me even more thankful for the fabulous daddy Savannah, Adi and I have been blessed with.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;M. Russell Ballard:&lt;/b&gt; His talk was about taking the name of Christ upon us and taking that seriously. The most important thing in this talk, to me was when he stressed the name of our church. It is called The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints and should be referred to that more often that being referred to as LDS, Mormon, Christian, and the other nicknames our church has.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;President Thomas S. Monson:&lt;/b&gt; To me, it seemed our Prophet stressed the importance of prayer. I was so happy to hear him speak so sincerely and passionately about how important it is to talk to our Father in Heaven, daily, and to keep a strong, unbreakable relationship with Him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;[afternoon session]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;J. Devn Cornish:&lt;/b&gt; This talk, too, was about praying and having faith in our own prayers. What specifically stuck out to me is when he said when we ask for something, we need to have faith we will receive it. Also, we need to pray sincerely and realize how special it is to pray.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;..&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I am so thankful for General Conference.&lt;/span&gt; I learned so much and heard so many great things and have set several new goals for myself to work towards (: The gospel is amazing and I'm SO happy that &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I am a member of &lt;b&gt;The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;**************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: right;"&gt;On a side note, the day before General Conference, &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I finished the Book of Mormon! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;I think this was my fourth time finishing! I &lt;i&gt;love&lt;/i&gt; reading the Book of Mormon because each time you read it, you learn something new, get new feelings and the spirit is never dull just because you've already read it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TyR55dAWJG0/Too7TMD_2pI/AAAAAAAAB7U/CUuMBS4RSiY/s1600/securedownload.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TyR55dAWJG0/Too7TMD_2pI/AAAAAAAAB7U/CUuMBS4RSiY/s640/securedownload.jpeg" width="478" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love the scriptures!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;I've got a question, now... I'm still deciding if I'm going to read the Book of Mormon, again, or shift my focus to Doctrine and Covenants or the New Testament, but either way, do any of you have any study habits that have worked very well for you? This time around I'm interested in changing my study habits to see if I can learn more new things!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8824360692858963763-6417186865783705902?l=chechekawalkee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/feeds/6417186865783705902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/2011/10/part-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824360692858963763/posts/default/6417186865783705902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824360692858963763/posts/default/6417186865783705902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/2011/10/part-2.html' title='Part 2'/><author><name>chelseakate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10561950906585403705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pHXZoXDZdOo/TzDgPlVFGzI/AAAAAAAACY4/sdbYjoHEADw/s220/IMG_3095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TyR55dAWJG0/Too7TMD_2pI/AAAAAAAAB7U/CUuMBS4RSiY/s72-c/securedownload.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8824360692858963763.post-1130336438613655506</id><published>2011-10-01T15:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-01T15:38:36.868-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LDS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='What I Love'/><title type='text'>#ldsconf</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Did you watch &lt;b&gt;General Conference&lt;/b&gt;, today?&lt;/span&gt; I did. Oh golly, I &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;love&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; General Conference. There is absolutely nothing better than hearing the council from the Prophet, the 12 Apostles and the rest of the church leaders. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;They are truly inspired men called of God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sLFy60pl8ZA/ToeRkGKrCII/AAAAAAAAB7Q/7CurY3EOVqs/s1600/tn.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sLFy60pl8ZA/ToeRkGKrCII/AAAAAAAAB7Q/7CurY3EOVqs/s640/tn.jpeg" width="478" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;My view from the floor watching the Saturday Afternoon Session&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Did you hear the news? &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Provo is getting a &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;second&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; temple!!&lt;/span&gt; Two temples in Provo! That news made my heart skip a beat or two. I can't wait to visit it...and stalk it while its being built! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so what was your &lt;i&gt;favorite&lt;/i&gt; talk? I know there are still two sessions tomorrow {and Priesthood tonight for you lucky men} but you can have a favorite talk of the day, you know? I think I had three favorite talks, today, all in the afternoon session.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)&lt;b&gt; Ian S. Ardern. &lt;/b&gt;He talked about &lt;b&gt;using our time wisely&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;prioritizing&lt;/b&gt; and making sure we&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt; use our time to serve God and prepare to meet God&lt;/span&gt;, one day. He specifically hit on technology distracting us from using our time wisely. I am &lt;i&gt;guilty&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;of this. I'm an avid Facebooker, blog-stalker, tweeter... Definitely something I'll have to work on. I'm thankful to have heard this talk. (&amp;amp; i loved his accent)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)&lt;b&gt; LeGrand R. Curtis Jr&lt;/b&gt;. He talked about the &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Plan of Redemption. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;I just love that we're all fortunate enough to be able to repent of our wrong doings and still make it back to live with Heavenly Father, someday, if we live a righteous life. &lt;b&gt;We're far luckier than we deserve&lt;/b&gt;, you know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) &lt;b&gt;D. Todd Christofferson&lt;/b&gt;. This one is probably my &lt;i&gt;very&lt;/i&gt; favorite talk...so far. He, too, talked about &lt;b&gt;repentance&lt;/b&gt;. Something that really stuck out to me is when he said there has to be &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;effort&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; behind repentance instead of just thinking of repentance in your mind, you need to &lt;i&gt;actively&lt;/i&gt; change. Love it. He also talked about the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;5 aspects of repentance&lt;/span&gt;. 1: The invitation to repent. 2: Striving to change. 3: Abandon sin/commit to obedience. 4: Willingness to persevere (sp?). 5: Whatever the cost of forgiveness, it is swallowed up by the joy of being forgiven. &lt;i&gt;So amazing.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3hxNVVvN7c0/ToeQxPBQpgI/AAAAAAAAB7A/J7jf-dAPC3Q/s1600/securedownload-2.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3hxNVVvN7c0/ToeQxPBQpgI/AAAAAAAAB7A/J7jf-dAPC3Q/s640/securedownload-2.jpeg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Taking notes (:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;I feel like I smiled all through these two amazing sessions... I can't wait for tomorrow's sessions! (: I hope you all get the chance to listen to/watch/read the talks, too! They're truly &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;inspired&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; and will, without a doubt, &lt;b&gt;help you in your life &lt;/b&gt;if you take the council with an open heart!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BmxXKDWcN2Q/ToeRSqlACAI/AAAAAAAAB7M/D2CLiAYFSVk/s1600/tn.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BmxXKDWcN2Q/ToeRSqlACAI/AAAAAAAAB7M/D2CLiAYFSVk/s640/tn.jpeg" width="478" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yes, I still play Conference Bingo. No, you're never too old to do so.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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/8824360692858963763-1130336438613655506?l=chechekawalkee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/feeds/1130336438613655506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/2011/10/ldsconf.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824360692858963763/posts/default/1130336438613655506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824360692858963763/posts/default/1130336438613655506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/2011/10/ldsconf.html' title='#ldsconf'/><author><name>chelseakate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10561950906585403705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pHXZoXDZdOo/TzDgPlVFGzI/AAAAAAAACY4/sdbYjoHEADw/s220/IMG_3095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sLFy60pl8ZA/ToeRkGKrCII/AAAAAAAAB7Q/7CurY3EOVqs/s72-c/tn.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8824360692858963763.post-5818082156309696241</id><published>2011-09-26T20:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T20:24:07.405-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Adeline'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='What I Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Savannah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>simply wonderful</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;The last few days...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: right;"&gt;Have been absolutely &lt;i&gt;wonderful&lt;/i&gt;. I won't bore you with details or anything, but the past few weeks of my life haven't been the easiest, so having these great days all in a row has been stinkin' &lt;i&gt;awesome&lt;/i&gt;. School hasn't been too bad, I actually like my classes - I find them interesting, I have cool people in my classes, my professors are good people and somehow I'm managing to not &lt;i&gt;completely&lt;/i&gt; hate getting up at 5am. Even better than school, though, has been&lt;b&gt; the&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;time I've spent with my adorable family&lt;/b&gt;, more specific, my cute-as-buttons, sisters. Holy smokes, folks, they're &lt;i&gt;fabulous&lt;/i&gt;! There really just aren't words to explain how great they are. Sorry guys, but I'm the &lt;b&gt;luckiest&lt;/b&gt; one on earth when it comes to siblings. Savannah and Adi are the two most selfless, sweet, genuine girls and they're the &lt;i&gt;perfect&lt;/i&gt; cure to a bad day. &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-w71u4pTYDcA/ToE8rYMPyWI/AAAAAAAAB6k/KVugVAcQ44g/s1600/297556_10150383365093383_781783382_9972928_493124053_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-w71u4pTYDcA/ToE8rYMPyWI/AAAAAAAAB6k/KVugVAcQ44g/s640/297556_10150383365093383_781783382_9972928_493124053_n.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;hiking the "Y"&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;The girls and I are always close, but I feel like we've been doing a lot more with each other the last few days...Or at least bonding more than normal...if thats even possible. The other day we sat outside, late at night, under the stars for hours just talking, dancing, being ninjas {yup, you read that right-ninjas} and laughing the night away. Couldn't have asked for a better night.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sUQvBqaSJs8/ToE8r1zwm2I/AAAAAAAAB6o/jPZYtArxLzA/s1600/305113_10150379465938383_781783382_9943070_341850063_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sUQvBqaSJs8/ToE8r1zwm2I/AAAAAAAAB6o/jPZYtArxLzA/s640/305113_10150379465938383_781783382_9943070_341850063_n.jpg" width="476" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;the girls bundled up on the night we were outside forever (:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I think it was two days ago, but the girls and I, along with our mommy-girl, went to Gardner Village. It was so much fun just to have some girl time and look at cute stuff, eat good food and make some more lovely memories. There is this witch scavenger hunt going on at Gardner Village that we decided to do..we competed with each other. Mommy&amp;amp;Adi vs. Savannah&amp;amp;Chels. It was too much fun running around the place, hiding from each other and trying desperately to find the witches before the other team did.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-askxzBEMQQs/ToE8sTA7IyI/AAAAAAAAB6s/bip5dJKTHqo/s1600/311650_10150380562673383_781783382_9950876_943524464_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-askxzBEMQQs/ToE8sTA7IyI/AAAAAAAAB6s/bip5dJKTHqo/s640/311650_10150380562673383_781783382_9950876_943524464_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;@ Gardner Village&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;This afternoon after I picked the girls up from school, we decided to go hike the "Y." &amp;nbsp;Just like everything else we ever do, we made the best of it and had so, so much fun! We hiked the majority of it in the dark which added a new twist to the hike we're so used to, it was great! I feel like we didn't even feel tired or like we'd been all worked out because we were too busy laughing, taking funny pictures and videos and talking to each other. Fun, fun, fun stuff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-o6cxUs4z4AQ/ToE8s2fVZNI/AAAAAAAAB6w/mYHqusqC2lc/s1600/320134_10150379470758383_781783382_9943079_991469022_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="476" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-o6cxUs4z4AQ/ToE8s2fVZNI/AAAAAAAAB6w/mYHqusqC2lc/s640/320134_10150379470758383_781783382_9943079_991469022_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Savannah &amp;amp; me being ninjas...told ya it was true..&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;I can't wait to see what tomorrow brings (: Every day spent with my sisters is a new adventure that always brings about something to smile like crazy over. I, Chelsea Kate Walker, am a lucky little lady.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sisters are like ladybugs...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;They're little ladies&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Who bug each other!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8824360692858963763-5818082156309696241?l=chechekawalkee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/feeds/5818082156309696241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/2011/09/simply-wonderful.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824360692858963763/posts/default/5818082156309696241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824360692858963763/posts/default/5818082156309696241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/2011/09/simply-wonderful.html' title='simply wonderful'/><author><name>chelseakate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10561950906585403705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pHXZoXDZdOo/TzDgPlVFGzI/AAAAAAAACY4/sdbYjoHEADw/s220/IMG_3095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-w71u4pTYDcA/ToE8rYMPyWI/AAAAAAAAB6k/KVugVAcQ44g/s72-c/297556_10150383365093383_781783382_9972928_493124053_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8824360692858963763.post-1491805728657053050</id><published>2011-09-24T22:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-05T18:55:39.726-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Adeline'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='What I Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Savannah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poems'/><title type='text'>My Angels</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;I will never understand it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;I can't comprehend it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;Why I've been so blessed in being given the two most incredible angels God has to give.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;I've searched myself&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;And I've no idea what I've done to deserve this beauty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;Perhaps I'll never know why everything I've needed has been handed effortlessly to me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;So in that case, my angels...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;I thank you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;You two precious, perfect little girls will never know the impact you've made on my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;I may be older than you both by several years&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;But you're the ones who are the shining examples.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;The mature, loving, selfless, phenomenal beings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;How is it that you're&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;mine&lt;/i&gt;?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;The way you both look up to me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;Your sparkly brown and blue-green eyes eager to watch me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;Encourages me, daily, to be a better person.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;The person, the big sister, you motivate me to be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;Because of you sweet little girls, I strive for excellence.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;I am who I am because I know you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;I'm becoming who I should because of you both.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;I cannot imagine my life without you. Life would be nothing without you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;Since the magical days you were each brought to this earth&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;You've been there for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;Your loving touches, your sweet smiles, your happy, uplifting words...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;You're my rocks. My support. My cheerleaders.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;My best friends.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;Dears, I hope you know I'll never leave, never let you down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;Forever and always&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;I'm here for you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;Thats what big sisters are for, after all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;And it is my sincerest pleasure to be yours.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;Life will come at you fast, sooner than you know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;Your heart will be tried, happiness tested and faith shaken.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;Please never forget&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;When you're feeling low, lost or forgotten&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;You'll have me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;You will&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;always&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;have me, girls.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;How lucky are the three of us to have each other and to love each other so much?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;You two have created the real, true smile I wear on my face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You're my angels.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;I'll never understand it. I'll never know why I'm the luckiest one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;All I can say, my angels, is thank you from the bottom of my heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;Savannah Klaire, Adeline Kayde,&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;I love you&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;my little angels.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iLC0gNdyYZc/Tn61LJZMhpI/AAAAAAAAB6c/-teBR-AjYNE/s1600/294058_10150370540768383_781783382_9892106_208823366_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iLC0gNdyYZc/Tn61LJZMhpI/AAAAAAAAB6c/-teBR-AjYNE/s640/294058_10150370540768383_781783382_9892106_208823366_n.jpg" style="cursor: move;" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xRh-RBh0Qbc/Tn61LiC6qgI/AAAAAAAAB6g/VpTBylZY01U/s1600/310107_10150380558013383_781783382_9950860_1793674659_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xRh-RBh0Qbc/Tn61LiC6qgI/AAAAAAAAB6g/VpTBylZY01U/s640/310107_10150380558013383_781783382_9950860_1793674659_n.jpg" style="cursor: move;" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&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/8824360692858963763-1491805728657053050?l=chechekawalkee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/feeds/1491805728657053050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/2011/09/my-angels.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824360692858963763/posts/default/1491805728657053050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824360692858963763/posts/default/1491805728657053050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/2011/09/my-angels.html' title='My Angels'/><author><name>chelseakate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10561950906585403705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pHXZoXDZdOo/TzDgPlVFGzI/AAAAAAAACY4/sdbYjoHEADw/s220/IMG_3095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iLC0gNdyYZc/Tn61LJZMhpI/AAAAAAAAB6c/-teBR-AjYNE/s72-c/294058_10150370540768383_781783382_9892106_208823366_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8824360692858963763.post-7786926526725622740</id><published>2011-09-20T15:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-20T15:19:52.789-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yours Truly'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='What I Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poems'/><title type='text'>Girl Under the Stars</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Andale Mono';"&gt;As I lie under the stars I’m coming to realize just how small I am. Small, but&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Andale Mono';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;worth&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Andale Mono';"&gt;&amp;nbsp;something…because&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Andale Mono';"&gt;&lt;u&gt;here I am&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Andale Mono';"&gt;, under the stars with a chance, a blessed opportunity, to live life to its fullest and make my mark and leave a legacy. Even if only the stars notice my impact. I&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Andale Mono';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;am&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Andale Mono';"&gt;&amp;nbsp;someone. I’ve burned my bridges and broken bonds with tremendous people, but I’ve mended my ways. I’ve fixed myself and seen the bright lights. Perhaps the people I long for the most will &lt;i&gt;never&lt;/i&gt; see the change, but I saw it, I &lt;i&gt;see&lt;/i&gt; it. The Lord sees it. Undoubtedly, the difficult days aren’t over with and I’ve still got a line of never ending trials in my future days but I’ve learned so much about myself. I have strength. I know I can rise up against the pain, conquer the sorrow and find happiness, peace and grow more in this eternal journey. These stars will forever give me&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Andale Mono';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;hope&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Andale Mono';"&gt;. Its like after all this time of doubt and uncertainty I’ve found the respect and confidence in who I am inside and outside. I’m beautiful, strong, worth it and special – someone worth loving and taking care of. &lt;b&gt;Chelsea&lt;/b&gt;. I’ll lie under the stars a while longer with these emotions trickling down my cheek. Tears of happiness, finally. Acceptance, relief and joy. I’ll thank the sky for always being there as it twinkles at me. I’ll shine here in the moonlight and feel my heart beat out of my chest. Its my time, now because I’m someone amazing. I’ll leave my mark. My legacy will be one of triumph and courage. Even if only the stars notice. I’ll lay here, &lt;i&gt;thankful&lt;/i&gt;. Finally the girl I’ve always wanted to be, the girl I love. Me. &lt;i&gt;Just me&lt;/i&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Andale Mono';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The special girl under the stars.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hsDT_g16m0Q/TnkP5FRNN4I/AAAAAAAAB6Y/pd1kqc7pSY0/s1600/260920_781783382_23929962_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hsDT_g16m0Q/TnkP5FRNN4I/AAAAAAAAB6Y/pd1kqc7pSY0/s400/260920_781783382_23929962_n.jpg" style="cursor: move;" width="302" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8824360692858963763-7786926526725622740?l=chechekawalkee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/feeds/7786926526725622740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/2011/09/girl-under-stars.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824360692858963763/posts/default/7786926526725622740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824360692858963763/posts/default/7786926526725622740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/2011/09/girl-under-stars.html' title='Girl Under the Stars'/><author><name>chelseakate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10561950906585403705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pHXZoXDZdOo/TzDgPlVFGzI/AAAAAAAACY4/sdbYjoHEADw/s220/IMG_3095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hsDT_g16m0Q/TnkP5FRNN4I/AAAAAAAAB6Y/pd1kqc7pSY0/s72-c/260920_781783382_23929962_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8824360692858963763.post-6440946866857131666</id><published>2011-09-18T13:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-18T17:06:27.582-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Adeline'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='What I Love'/><title type='text'>just a cute photograph..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-U8pYn_KV8Go/TnZNoaBY-0I/AAAAAAAAB58/kEbGagG_tss/s1600/securedownload.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-U8pYn_KV8Go/TnZNoaBY-0I/AAAAAAAAB58/kEbGagG_tss/s640/securedownload.jpeg" width="480" /&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/8824360692858963763-6440946866857131666?l=chechekawalkee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/feeds/6440946866857131666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/2011/09/this-is-post-there-is-no-point-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824360692858963763/posts/default/6440946866857131666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824360692858963763/posts/default/6440946866857131666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/2011/09/this-is-post-there-is-no-point-to.html' title='just a cute photograph..'/><author><name>chelseakate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10561950906585403705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pHXZoXDZdOo/TzDgPlVFGzI/AAAAAAAACY4/sdbYjoHEADw/s220/IMG_3095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-U8pYn_KV8Go/TnZNoaBY-0I/AAAAAAAAB58/kEbGagG_tss/s72-c/securedownload.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8824360692858963763.post-3597551102341277740</id><published>2011-09-09T00:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-05T18:56:18.922-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>Lesson Learned</title><content type='html'>You know when something sounds like a really good idea and then later on you question your sanity, wondering why on earth you would have thought that idea was a good one?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got three words for you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;7 am History.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blech.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a typical night, I'm not even asleep until after 2am. If I want to look any sort of cute and ready for school, I have to wake up around 5 or 5:30. (i swear that should be a sin) Are you doing the math? I'll do it for you. It equals &lt;b&gt;no&lt;/b&gt; sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some reason when I was signing up for classes a few months ago, I thought I would &lt;i&gt;magically&lt;/i&gt; transform into a morning person. In comes the questioning of my sanity. I've known myself my &lt;i&gt;entire&lt;/i&gt; life and &lt;u&gt;never&lt;/u&gt;, &lt;u&gt;never&lt;/u&gt;, &lt;u&gt;ever&lt;/u&gt;, not even &lt;u&gt;once&lt;/u&gt;, have I been a morning person. So then &lt;i&gt;whyyyyyyy&lt;/i&gt; the 7 am class, Chelsea? &lt;b&gt;WHY?!&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;You know how much you loathe waking up so early! Not to mention its &lt;i&gt;history&lt;/i&gt;... History is a cool subject, I actually am a lot more into it than I ever was in high school (btw, still &lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;so&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt; glad those days are d.o.n.e.) but regardless, its not something I want to think and be quizzed about so early in the morning..not that there are a lot of things I want to think and be quizzed about that early, but &lt;i&gt;still&lt;/i&gt;. History is an especially difficult early-morning subject.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I don't learn anything else this semester, I've learned this: &lt;b&gt;Early classes stink.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{but I &lt;i&gt;really&lt;/i&gt; hope I learn a few more things than that..just sayin'.}&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8824360692858963763-3597551102341277740?l=chechekawalkee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/feeds/3597551102341277740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/2011/09/lesson-learned.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824360692858963763/posts/default/3597551102341277740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824360692858963763/posts/default/3597551102341277740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/2011/09/lesson-learned.html' title='Lesson Learned'/><author><name>chelseakate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10561950906585403705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pHXZoXDZdOo/TzDgPlVFGzI/AAAAAAAACY4/sdbYjoHEADw/s220/IMG_3095.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8824360692858963763.post-686718050844969716</id><published>2011-09-06T21:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-06T21:31:21.410-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>Save the Boobies</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Warning:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt; I'm on a rant, here, and this is (&lt;i&gt;somewhat&lt;/i&gt;) of an &lt;b&gt;adult-type subject&lt;/b&gt;. I don't even know if your adorable children read my blog, or if you, yourself, reading this right now are an adorable little child..just &lt;b&gt;take caution&lt;/b&gt; before reading. I don't want to offend anyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Do you have Facebook? Because if you don't, some of this post may not be as close-to-home as it will to those who do have FB. But please, even if you don't have Facebook, keep reading. You know, if you'd like. I'm not going to force you to do anything you don't want to do. Thats rude.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SO.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;u&gt;I'm back in school.&lt;/u&gt; (&lt;i&gt;woo-hoo&lt;/i&gt;!) I'm taking an English class. I like English, alright. I consider myself a decent writer, so I am confident in this class and I've always got good grades in English classes so that helps my confidence level. I'm not a huge fan of all the writing assignments though. I really, really, &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;really&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; don't like being told to write about a certain, assigned subject, I'd &lt;i&gt;much&lt;/i&gt; rather be given a vague, broad topic and be able to &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;choose&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; what I'd like to write about based off of my own interests, likes, etc. Do you get it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Lucky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; for Chelsea, my first real paper in this class is an argumentative, two-sided essay and the topic is something of &lt;i&gt;our choosing.&lt;/i&gt; Thank you, Professor. I decided to choose something that I will probably regret later because I know I'm going to become &lt;b&gt;obsessed&lt;/b&gt; over this subject and stress about it like a mad-woman and I'd be willing to bet I'll lose some sleep over it. Unfortunately, or maybe fortunately, I don't know, yet, if its a homework assignment I really want to do good on, or &lt;i&gt;know&lt;/i&gt; that I can do really good on, this is how I handle it. Hey, its who I am. I'm embracing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Subject: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Breast Cancer Awareness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is where FB comes into play. Have you seen all of the ways people, specifically girls, I guess, are trying to promote awareness for this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Allow me to give you a few examples.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(at least i think these were all breast cancer awareness games...to be honest, i didn't pay much attention to them when i'd get the messages encouraging me to "play" them...so correct me if i'm wrong. &lt;i&gt;really&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;do&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, though, because i'm going to write a paper on this and i want it to be &lt;u&gt;right&lt;/u&gt;. &lt;b&gt;oh&lt;/b&gt;! and if there were any more ways to become aware, please inform me, if you wouldn't mind.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;There was one time when a message was sent around FB to all the girls that instructed you to change your status to "I like it on ______." In the blank, you were supposed to write where you usually put your purse. For example, mine would probably have been, &lt;i&gt;"I like it on the floor"&lt;/i&gt; or &lt;i&gt;"I like it in the closet." &lt;/i&gt;The idea of this is to make the boys scratch their heads over what on earth this status could mean. But, naturally, their minds are going to go towards dirty thoughts, I mean lets face reality, people, a person who has been exposed to &lt;i&gt;any&lt;/i&gt; media is going to think this is the location of where a person is having sex. Okay, so whatever, its a &lt;i&gt;bit&lt;/i&gt; comical, but what &lt;i&gt;on earth&lt;/i&gt; does where you like to have "it" have to do with breast cancer?!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;There was another message that went around saying that you should put the &lt;i&gt;color of your bra &lt;/i&gt;on your status. Okay, this one is a little more closely related to breast cancer. Bra's hold your breasts...so there you go, &lt;i&gt;sort of &lt;/i&gt;related. But &lt;i&gt;still&lt;/i&gt;... Are we going to read so-and-so's status that says "&lt;i&gt;red&lt;/i&gt;" or "&lt;i&gt;purple&lt;/i&gt;" and immediately think of supporting breast cancer? Maybe I'm the odd one out here, but I know that wasn't what I thought when I'd read those status's. I guess at least this one doesn't put your mind in the gutter as bad as the first one...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;This one, I'm not necessarily sure has to do with promoting breast cancer awareness, I heard it was, but I don't know. Regardless, its gross. Anyway, the message was that girls were supposed to put your shoe size with a frowny face after it. For example, mine would be: &lt;i&gt;7 :(&lt;/i&gt; I didn't get this one at first, but rumor on the street has it that this is supposed to be the size of..you know, male anatomy. Why does a &lt;b&gt;girl&lt;/b&gt; have to put this, though?! (Not that a boy should, either, though) And again, &lt;i&gt;how in the H &lt;/i&gt;does this promote breast cancer awareness or show your support? This one just makes me feel dirty and puts my mind in a place it shouldn't be.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My last FB-point is the most recent "game" floating around. This one deals with your birthday. Your status is supposed to read, "I'm ___ weeks and craving ___." In the first blank, you put your birth month, in the second blank, you take your birth day and there is a list provided of 31 different food items and you match the food with your birth day number. Mine would be, &lt;i&gt;"I'm 12 weeks and craving creme eggs."&lt;/i&gt; (ps i will &lt;i&gt;never&lt;/i&gt; crave those. never. they're icky.) This one bothers me on &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;so&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; many different levels. This is offensive to me and I've never even had breast cancer or any sort of cancer, at that. Ugh. Okay,&lt;i&gt; rant time&lt;/i&gt;. Most women who have had cancer, survived cancer, etc. become infertile and cannot have children. I don't know, but I'd assume this would become somewhat of a fragile subject for these amazing cancer-fighters/survivors. Right? Then how is pretending your pregnant on FB showing your support for this cancer? &lt;b&gt;Its not!&lt;/b&gt; This one, in my opinion, is more for the comical/entertainment factor rather than the support. I wonder if whoever started this "game" thought that one through...Probably not, I'm guessing. In no way, shape or form does this have anything to do with breast cancer.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alright, there you have my Facebook argument.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, here is the part I'm torn about. How do you feel about the &lt;b&gt;"I Love Boobies"&lt;/b&gt; paraphernalia? This one is at least &lt;i&gt;somewhat&lt;/i&gt; good because (to my understanding) some of the money from the purchase of the shirt, bracelet, etc. go towards breast cancer research. That is good, yeah? However, do you wonder if people buy the products with the intention of giving some of their money to the research? Or do they just want the product because its amusing to wear an item of clothing or to sport an accessory that says, "I Love Boobies," and it just so happens that some of the money goes to the good cause? I think there is a very fine line between good intentions and not-so-good intentions on this one. I don't know, what do you guys think? I need help on this one. I'm torn, torn, torn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then there is the breast cancer awareness and support that I &lt;i&gt;fully&lt;/i&gt; am in favor of. The pink ribbon items, for example. I'm all for the pink ribbon magnets on your car, the opportunities we have to buy items at the store that are pink and some of the proceeds go towards research. For some reason I find it more supportive towards breast cancer if you have the &lt;i&gt;choice&lt;/i&gt; to buy a hair straightener that is pink and the money goes towards research or a plain one. Do you know what I mean? If you have the &lt;i&gt;choice&lt;/i&gt; to support and you &lt;i&gt;choose&lt;/i&gt; to support, that, to me, means so much more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's also the runs/races. I support these, too. You get the shirts that have clever little boob references, but they're acceptable to me because when you see the person in that shirt, you know they ran to &lt;u&gt;support&lt;/u&gt; the cause. This race shirt is different than the "I Love Boobies" shirt to me because you had to work in order to wear the race shirt and do physical work and actually &lt;i&gt;show&lt;/i&gt; your support, physically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I'm trying to get at is this: There are so many &lt;b&gt;good&lt;/b&gt; ways to promote breast cancer awareness and show your support without being completely ridiculous, stepping over too many lines and maybe insulting cancer survivors and fighters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One last thing..sort of on the subject, sort of not and I can't decide if this is going to be in my English essay or not, please feel free to give me your opinion, I &lt;b&gt;need&lt;/b&gt; it! &amp;nbsp;Why do you think breast cancer is &lt;i&gt;sooooo&lt;/i&gt; widely supported and well-known when there are &lt;i&gt;so&lt;/i&gt; many other cancers that deserve just as much attention? Is there a reason breast cancer is more commonly advertised than other cancers?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, alright. I think I'm done, now. I know my argument, so far, is a little Facebook heavy, but I'm going to try and have my other points get a little stronger, in the process of writing however many drafts I write of this paper.&amp;nbsp;&lt;u&gt;Please&lt;/u&gt;, &lt;i&gt;please&lt;/i&gt;, &lt;b&gt;please&lt;/b&gt; leave your comments, feedback, arguments, let me know if there's any more points I should make, important things I've left out that would be beneficial to this paper, etc! I need &lt;b&gt;all&lt;/b&gt; sorts of help with this paper. :) Yup, I love you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, if you wanted to &lt;i&gt;wish me luck&lt;/i&gt; on this paper that'd be nice, too. &lt;b&gt;:)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;kthanks.loveyou.bye.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;chelseakate.&lt;/b&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/8824360692858963763-686718050844969716?l=chechekawalkee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/feeds/686718050844969716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/2011/09/save-boobies.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824360692858963763/posts/default/686718050844969716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824360692858963763/posts/default/686718050844969716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/2011/09/save-boobies.html' title='Save the Boobies'/><author><name>chelseakate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10561950906585403705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pHXZoXDZdOo/TzDgPlVFGzI/AAAAAAAACY4/sdbYjoHEADw/s220/IMG_3095.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8824360692858963763.post-7037169766819066190</id><published>2011-08-22T23:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-22T23:36:24.991-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i need purpose in my life, again.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I &lt;u&gt;need&lt;/u&gt; school to start. Like, &lt;i&gt;bad&lt;/i&gt;. No, really. &lt;b&gt;I do.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Never in my life did I think I'd be a person who missed school and craved learning new things and doing homework. But here I am..&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;very&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; much that person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;School starts again the 29th. Going full time. &lt;i&gt;Can't wait.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Meanwhile..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I'll spend my days wasting my time on the computer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f4vbpVYU3qY/TlNJaKpRbYI/AAAAAAAAB4U/PBUfAoL3ijo/s1600/securedownload-1.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f4vbpVYU3qY/TlNJaKpRbYI/AAAAAAAAB4U/PBUfAoL3ijo/s640/securedownload-1.jpeg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and getting cute pen-tattoes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VRXCG5pPR64/TlNJc6iF49I/AAAAAAAAB4Y/pHDGyG0nBOQ/s1600/securedownload.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VRXCG5pPR64/TlNJc6iF49I/AAAAAAAAB4Y/pHDGyG0nBOQ/s640/securedownload.jpeg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8824360692858963763-7037169766819066190?l=chechekawalkee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/feeds/7037169766819066190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-need-purpose-in-my-life-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824360692858963763/posts/default/7037169766819066190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824360692858963763/posts/default/7037169766819066190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-need-purpose-in-my-life-again.html' title='i need purpose in my life, again.'/><author><name>chelseakate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10561950906585403705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pHXZoXDZdOo/TzDgPlVFGzI/AAAAAAAACY4/sdbYjoHEADw/s220/IMG_3095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f4vbpVYU3qY/TlNJaKpRbYI/AAAAAAAAB4U/PBUfAoL3ijo/s72-c/securedownload-1.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8824360692858963763.post-9117209356834202310</id><published>2011-08-16T12:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-16T12:16:02.858-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-e1IURjN7BHE/TkrB5wNw8TI/AAAAAAAAB4Q/Iya9GoNWPNc/s1600/117978877_7mZX1Nfv_c.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-e1IURjN7BHE/TkrB5wNw8TI/AAAAAAAAB4Q/Iya9GoNWPNc/s640/117978877_7mZX1Nfv_c.jpg" width="532" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8824360692858963763-9117209356834202310?l=chechekawalkee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/feeds/9117209356834202310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/2011/08/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824360692858963763/posts/default/9117209356834202310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824360692858963763/posts/default/9117209356834202310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/2011/08/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>chelseakate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10561950906585403705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pHXZoXDZdOo/TzDgPlVFGzI/AAAAAAAACY4/sdbYjoHEADw/s220/IMG_3095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-e1IURjN7BHE/TkrB5wNw8TI/AAAAAAAAB4Q/Iya9GoNWPNc/s72-c/117978877_7mZX1Nfv_c.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8824360692858963763.post-4989381293615984632</id><published>2011-08-12T11:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-12T11:36:18.259-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LDS'/><title type='text'>the P word</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Patience.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Ah, the very word makes me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;cringe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;. You know how everyone has that one trial they have to battle their whole lives, or for a large portion of it? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Mine is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;patience&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt; Stinkin', evil, stressful patience. (As you can see, I've still got a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt; way to go before I conquer this one.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Well, last night while I was laying in bed and trying to fall asleep, I was reading General Conference talks and came across one entitled,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt; "Continue in Patience"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt; that was given by the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;amazing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;, Dieter F. Uchtdorf. I knew I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;had&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt; to read this one, and so I did. There was a section in his talk that particularly stuck out to me:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2f393a; font-size: 13px; line-height: 13px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 13px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;div class="" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 20px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;" uri="/general-conference/2010/04/continue-in-patience.p5"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;"Waiting can be hard. Children know it, and so do adults. We live in a world offering fast food, instant messaging, on-demand movies, and immediate answers to the most trivial or profound questions. We don’t like to wait. Some even feel their blood pressure rise when their line at the grocery store moves slower than those around them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 20px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;" uri="/general-conference/2010/04/continue-in-patience.p6"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Patience—the ability to put our desires on hold for a time—is a precious and rare virtue. We want what we want, and we want it now. Therefore, the very idea of patience may seem unpleasant and, at times, bitter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 20px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;" uri="/general-conference/2010/04/continue-in-patience.p7"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Nevertheless, without patience, we cannot please God; we cannot become perfect. Indeed, patience is a purifying process that refines understanding, deepens happiness, focuses action, and offers hope for peace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 20px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;" uri="/general-conference/2010/04/continue-in-patience.p8"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;As parents, we know how unwise it would be to indulge our children’s every desire. But children are not the only ones who spoil when showered with immediate gratification. Our Heavenly Father knows what good parents come to understand over time: if children are ever going to mature and reach their potential, they must learn to wait."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;I'm &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt; glad I came across this talk, more specifically, this section of this great talk.. President Uchtdorf says it perfectly, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;waiting &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt; hard..but worth it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt; I hope one day (soon) I can &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;finally&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt; grasp this concept or at least get better at enduring patience in a positive way! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Have a good day, my loves!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 13px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8824360692858963763-4989381293615984632?l=chechekawalkee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/feeds/4989381293615984632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/2011/08/patience.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824360692858963763/posts/default/4989381293615984632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824360692858963763/posts/default/4989381293615984632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/2011/08/patience.html' title='the P word'/><author><name>chelseakate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10561950906585403705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pHXZoXDZdOo/TzDgPlVFGzI/AAAAAAAACY4/sdbYjoHEADw/s220/IMG_3095.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8824360692858963763.post-6069014131358700666</id><published>2011-08-06T00:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-06T00:17:19.358-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lately...I'm still me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;I realize it has been a while since I've posted..or at least posted something other than being a Harry Potter nerd..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Turns out even after all this time, I don't have much to really post about that has been, in my opinion, &lt;i&gt;blog-worthy.&lt;/i&gt; So, I've decided to just give y'all an update on my good ol' life. It may be boring and not worth reading, but its something. Kay? K.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Where shall I begin? Okay. Go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;I've sort of decided to sacrifice my summer and be in school. Maybe I've already told you this? I can't remember and I'm too lazy to look. I haven't overwhelmed myself with tons of classes or credits or anything (thats next semester), but its been enough to keep me busy and and keep me learning. UVU is a really good school, I'm having a great time attending it and feel blessed to be able to attend a University and further my education and get closer to graduating!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; As I've mentioned, before, I'm working at the local Snoshack and am really enjoying myself, there. I'll be honest, sometimes it gets a little long spending five hours in a box by myself, especially on the slower days, but its a great job, my bosses are incredible people and I make good money!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; If you haven't caught on from some of the previous posts, I am no longer dating Todd. It took me a while to really be able to grasp that reality, but I can proudly say that &lt;i&gt;finally&lt;/i&gt; I am okay with it and accepting of it! In fact, I'm &lt;i&gt;glad&lt;/i&gt; it happened. I'll always be happy with the memories Todd and I made and I'll never regret dating him and spending time with him and loving him, but now that it is all said and done, I can see that our ending was a blessing in disguise. God most &lt;i&gt;definitely&lt;/i&gt; has a plan for me and this is all part of it! Todd and I are on good terms and are still good friends and we both respect each other, but sometimes you're just better off friends than lovers, you know? And in this case, although I &lt;i&gt;never&lt;/i&gt; thought this is how it would be, we are meant to be friends and only that. I've had a lot of blessings come my way since then that I know I wouldn't have received if we kept dating, so I am thankful! ...On that note, I'm not going to say much about this...yet...but I just may happen to like someone new who is an incredible, fantastic, amazing, as perfect as they come man.. :) &lt;b&gt;I'm happy!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &lt;/b&gt;I promise I'm not trying to sound like I am bragging or anything, but this summer I've really made my health and fitness a priority and I've seen and felt the results of living my life in such a way. It is so cool to see the benefits living a healthy lifestyle can give you. I swear I say this all the time, but I can't wait to be able to, one day, help people create healthy lives for themselves and assist them in seeing the benefits, long term and short term from doing so!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; About two months ago, my home ward asked me to start attending the Singles Ward. In doing this, it meant I would be released from my amazing calling, being a Sunbeam teacher and would leave my incredible teaching companion and those beautiful little kiddos I looked forward to seeing and playing with each week. When I got this news, I'll be honest, although I accepted it, I had a &lt;i&gt;horrible&lt;/i&gt; attitude about it. I was a bummed-out girlie. However, after I gave it time, I'm happy to say that I &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;love&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; my Singles Ward and I adore the spirit that is always there, the incredible lessons I hear each week, and the people I've met! It just enforced my knowledge that the church is true and that the spirit is the same no matter what ward or building you are in!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Well, I suppose thats it. I warned you I didn't have a lot of excitement in my life at the moment...but I happen to think my life is freaking awesome, especially lately! God is great and has blessed me so much-more than I deserve, thats for sure! I have the best family who I'm so lucky to be able to see and play with daily and further my great relationships with. However, I do hope someday something epic will come along my way that I'll be able to blog about and create a little more sparkle to my blog that has been a bit sparkle-lacking, lately! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8824360692858963763-6069014131358700666?l=chechekawalkee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/feeds/6069014131358700666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/2011/08/latelyim-still-me.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824360692858963763/posts/default/6069014131358700666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824360692858963763/posts/default/6069014131358700666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/2011/08/latelyim-still-me.html' title='Lately...I&apos;m still me.'/><author><name>chelseakate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10561950906585403705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pHXZoXDZdOo/TzDgPlVFGzI/AAAAAAAACY4/sdbYjoHEADw/s220/IMG_3095.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8824360692858963763.post-4940819219992298037</id><published>2011-07-26T00:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-26T00:19:51.565-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crushes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fame'/><title type='text'>HP Fever</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I &lt;i&gt;never&lt;/i&gt; thought it would happen. But it &lt;b&gt;did&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I became a Harry Potter nerd.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And I find myself very &lt;i&gt;proud&lt;/i&gt; to admit it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Scary.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Once or twice I tried to jump on the HP bandwagon but it never lasted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I read a few of the books but my interest in them quickly dwindled.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Then, Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows (part 1) came out and &lt;b&gt;I've never been the same.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The movie blew my mind and &lt;b&gt;I fell in love.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I found myself, for the first time, looking forward to the next (and &lt;i&gt;sadly&lt;/i&gt;, last) Harry Potter film.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;It gave me a rush.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Finally, Part 2 came out and I still &lt;i&gt;loved&lt;/i&gt; it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Sometimes in my life I get bored. Not long ago I decided to fill my time of boredom by...&lt;b&gt;reading&lt;/b&gt; the Harry Potter books.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Yep, &lt;i&gt;reading&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;You can tell I must really love it because I am &lt;u&gt;not&lt;/u&gt; a reader.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I started reading mid-July..I started the 3rd book, today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;For me that is &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;epic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Now, just for the heck of it, my fav HP characters:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Oh, Harry Potter, the joy you have brought me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9uY-riFgryU/Ti5oCo3MmyI/AAAAAAAAB2c/fAYNhrE2k9U/s1600/harry-potter-and-the-deathly-hallows-part-2-04.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9uY-riFgryU/Ti5oCo3MmyI/AAAAAAAAB2c/fAYNhrE2k9U/s640/harry-potter-and-the-deathly-hallows-part-2-04.jpg" width="430" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I want to be Hermione. No, like really, I do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GiedhyJsgQI/Ti5oEc3kGkI/AAAAAAAAB2g/i4mFlycPNr4/s1600/Harry-Potter-and-the-Deathly-Hallows-Part-2-action-poster-Hermione-Granger.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GiedhyJsgQI/Ti5oEc3kGkI/AAAAAAAAB2g/i4mFlycPNr4/s640/Harry-Potter-and-the-Deathly-Hallows-Part-2-action-poster-Hermione-Granger.jpg" width="432" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ron is&lt;b&gt; my imaginary boyfriend.&lt;/b&gt; I love him. &lt;i&gt;Yum&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yRzigJ3wPzA/Ti5oFiEhA7I/AAAAAAAAB2k/JSVO9aQt5Ys/s1600/Harry-Potter-and-the-Deathly-Hallows-Part-2-action-poster-Ron-Weasley.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yRzigJ3wPzA/Ti5oFiEhA7I/AAAAAAAAB2k/JSVO9aQt5Ys/s640/Harry-Potter-and-the-Deathly-Hallows-Part-2-action-poster-Ron-Weasley.jpg" width="432" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Neville got hot and &lt;i&gt;I like it.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oNm5tZAPYfU/Ti5oGTXHiqI/AAAAAAAAB2o/YqW0va7whNw/s1600/harry-potter-deathly-hallows2-neville-longbottom-poster2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oNm5tZAPYfU/Ti5oGTXHiqI/AAAAAAAAB2o/YqW0va7whNw/s640/harry-potter-deathly-hallows2-neville-longbottom-poster2.jpg" width="432" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;By the way, it makes me sad that all these movie posters say, &lt;b&gt;"It All Ends."&lt;/b&gt; Do they really have to keep reminding me the movies are over?! &lt;i&gt;Sad&lt;/i&gt;..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;One last thing, this is the Harry Potter trailer...with a &lt;b&gt;twist&lt;/b&gt;. I find it quite hilarious. Go ahead, give it a watchy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="295" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/MahTKZDHXaA?fs=1" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8824360692858963763-4940819219992298037?l=chechekawalkee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/feeds/4940819219992298037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/2011/07/hp-fever.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824360692858963763/posts/default/4940819219992298037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824360692858963763/posts/default/4940819219992298037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/2011/07/hp-fever.html' title='HP Fever'/><author><name>chelseakate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10561950906585403705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pHXZoXDZdOo/TzDgPlVFGzI/AAAAAAAACY4/sdbYjoHEADw/s220/IMG_3095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9uY-riFgryU/Ti5oCo3MmyI/AAAAAAAAB2c/fAYNhrE2k9U/s72-c/harry-potter-and-the-deathly-hallows-part-2-04.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8824360692858963763.post-649661843089404427</id><published>2011-07-16T22:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-16T22:54:41.709-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Adeline'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='activities'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Savannah'/><title type='text'>"Y" + A Very Potter Picnic = Perfect Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;You know when you sit down at night and think back on your day and can't help but smile because it was &lt;i&gt;that&lt;/i&gt; good of a day? Today was that glorious day for me. Too great, I tell ya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;My beautiful day started off early this morning when my daddy, Adi and me hiked the "Y". Basically, hiking the Y is fantastic. Tiring, but grand. After hiking, we went and got breakfast. Nice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Now, enjoy some pictures from our lovely hike:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_KlCZGYs85g/TiJy0MfmgtI/AAAAAAAAB1A/2Si3sAe9Uks/s1600/securedownload-18.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_KlCZGYs85g/TiJy0MfmgtI/AAAAAAAAB1A/2Si3sAe9Uks/s640/securedownload-18.jpeg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sitting on the "Y"&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kmxdwf5YrDo/TiJy3bHvKCI/AAAAAAAAB1E/f027NHui3ug/s1600/securedownload-14.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kmxdwf5YrDo/TiJy3bHvKCI/AAAAAAAAB1E/f027NHui3ug/s640/securedownload-14.jpeg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gotta have a silly photograph, we believe.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JahaXq4mAKw/TiJy7u_Fr2I/AAAAAAAAB1I/adJUg87bJAA/s1600/securedownload-12.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JahaXq4mAKw/TiJy7u_Fr2I/AAAAAAAAB1I/adJUg87bJAA/s640/securedownload-12.jpeg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is my daddy-o man.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-e2iQTiMHpew/TiJy_KuL4bI/AAAAAAAAB1M/qeQNMycDx9E/s1600/securedownload-13.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-e2iQTiMHpew/TiJy_KuL4bI/AAAAAAAAB1M/qeQNMycDx9E/s640/securedownload-13.jpeg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Adi Kayde being too cool for school.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-15bDSJeM9zQ/TiJzDLFarmI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/cMnu3N6wxeo/s1600/securedownload-15.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-15bDSJeM9zQ/TiJzDLFarmI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/cMnu3N6wxeo/s640/securedownload-15.jpeg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mid-hike&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;My dads work (1800contacts) has an annual party at a field at Thanksgiving Point and every year, it is super fun. Definitely something to look forward to! This years was the best one they've had, so far! It was titled, A Very Potter Picnic. As you may have guessed, the theme was Harry Potter (by the way-the most recent Harry Potter film is the BEST movie. Best! Holy crap..)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;There is always so much to do at these parties and lots of snacks and food to eat, ice cold water, delicious lemonade, you know, all the good stuff.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uW4NUGBviMk/TiJzQipFpVI/AAAAAAAAB1U/zlG9Ennc20Q/s1600/securedownload-11.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uW4NUGBviMk/TiJzQipFpVI/AAAAAAAAB1U/zlG9Ennc20Q/s640/securedownload-11.jpeg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;me&amp;amp;buggie&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5Aw79X2Vs1w/TiJzUD0p9yI/AAAAAAAAB1Y/uY1kQ_WDY40/s1600/securedownload-10.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5Aw79X2Vs1w/TiJzUD0p9yI/AAAAAAAAB1Y/uY1kQ_WDY40/s640/securedownload-10.jpeg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;a better one&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;All the girls, yes, including mommy, got tattoos. They're pretty cool if I do say so myself. Snakes. Oh yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VIsUuKomwNg/TiJzWVeCiTI/AAAAAAAAB1c/5-CzhmmWumI/s1600/securedownload-9.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VIsUuKomwNg/TiJzWVeCiTI/AAAAAAAAB1c/5-CzhmmWumI/s640/securedownload-9.jpeg" width="476" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Showin' off that tats.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&amp;nbsp;There were so many activities there! As usual, Adi took full advantage of all the fun-ness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CmBeG_16amI/TiJzXxQve6I/AAAAAAAAB1g/83epgb68GjQ/s1600/securedownload-6.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="476" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CmBeG_16amI/TiJzXxQve6I/AAAAAAAAB1g/83epgb68GjQ/s640/securedownload-6.jpeg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here's the cute girl going through a little obstacle course thingy&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-STIcfSAvYfE/TiJzZQZdWfI/AAAAAAAAB1k/dsqxY31MWN0/s1600/securedownload-7.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="476" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-STIcfSAvYfE/TiJzZQZdWfI/AAAAAAAAB1k/dsqxY31MWN0/s640/securedownload-7.jpeg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Savannah and me waiting while Adi goes through the course.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-S8zzAXKcODM/TiJzzz6E95I/AAAAAAAAB1o/tsqmE0te41E/s1600/securedownload-8.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-S8zzAXKcODM/TiJzzz6E95I/AAAAAAAAB1o/tsqmE0te41E/s640/securedownload-8.jpeg" width="476" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The girls are braver than me. They pet a giant, scary, scary, scary snake.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3fZBK0p2O1o/TiJ06Uhu7kI/AAAAAAAAB2I/UaF5sqFbOiw/s1600/securedownload-5.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="476" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3fZBK0p2O1o/TiJ06Uhu7kI/AAAAAAAAB2I/UaF5sqFbOiw/s640/securedownload-5.jpeg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here we are with Dumbledore and..a witch?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Then we got sorted into our Houses! It was epic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-30Hq8jhCN-c/TiJz5EZNqsI/AAAAAAAAB1s/Pctzl7rRacs/s1600/securedownload-2.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-30Hq8jhCN-c/TiJz5EZNqsI/AAAAAAAAB1s/Pctzl7rRacs/s640/securedownload-2.jpeg" width="476" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;HUFFLEPUFF!!!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2LZo-YEDAxM/TiJz6nRx9mI/AAAAAAAAB1w/QSeZ8bZmY-0/s1600/securedownload-17.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2LZo-YEDAxM/TiJz6nRx9mI/AAAAAAAAB1w/QSeZ8bZmY-0/s640/securedownload-17.jpeg" width="476" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;SLYTHERIN!!!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-m_zjADot0lA/TiJz7wgjD1I/AAAAAAAAB10/ZZENuDZNAC4/s1600/securedownload-4.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-m_zjADot0lA/TiJz7wgjD1I/AAAAAAAAB10/ZZENuDZNAC4/s640/securedownload-4.jpeg" width="476" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;RAVENCLAW!!!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fOsZIZPcISg/TiJz-tUNQuI/AAAAAAAAB14/jwfMBTIgiTw/s1600/securedownload-16.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fOsZIZPcISg/TiJz-tUNQuI/AAAAAAAAB14/jwfMBTIgiTw/s640/securedownload-16.jpeg" width="476" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;GRYFFINDOR!!!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PzwHvbRFpHs/TiJ0Au2ZNuI/AAAAAAAAB18/Y0Uf-eSI9HA/s1600/securedownload-1.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="476" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PzwHvbRFpHs/TiJ0Au2ZNuI/AAAAAAAAB18/Y0Uf-eSI9HA/s640/securedownload-1.jpeg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Coloring our pet snakes..&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fcbohHTJwXE/TiJ0B7u0V4I/AAAAAAAAB2A/VAH3C4wFfRw/s1600/securedownload-3.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fcbohHTJwXE/TiJ0B7u0V4I/AAAAAAAAB2A/VAH3C4wFfRw/s640/securedownload-3.jpeg" width="476" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sitting in Hagrid's giant chair.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yC1AW1WzjHc/TiJ0HOAcuDI/AAAAAAAAB2E/OSkiu0RMXqM/s1600/securedownload.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="476" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yC1AW1WzjHc/TiJ0HOAcuDI/AAAAAAAAB2E/OSkiu0RMXqM/s640/securedownload.jpeg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Us with our snakies at the awards ceremony.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, as you can plainly see, my day was awe-some. It was the bomb.com, if you will. Its days like today that remind me that I'm a lucky, lucky gal and because I love y'all so much I thought I'd share my fantabulous day with you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope your day is just as marvelous.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8824360692858963763-649661843089404427?l=chechekawalkee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/feeds/649661843089404427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/2011/07/y-very-potter-picnic-perfect-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824360692858963763/posts/default/649661843089404427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824360692858963763/posts/default/649661843089404427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/2011/07/y-very-potter-picnic-perfect-day.html' title='&quot;Y&quot; + A Very Potter Picnic = Perfect Day'/><author><name>chelseakate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10561950906585403705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pHXZoXDZdOo/TzDgPlVFGzI/AAAAAAAACY4/sdbYjoHEADw/s220/IMG_3095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_KlCZGYs85g/TiJy0MfmgtI/AAAAAAAAB1A/2Si3sAe9Uks/s72-c/securedownload-18.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8824360692858963763.post-6049798726273329901</id><published>2011-07-05T00:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-05T00:14:51.538-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crushes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>Mrs.Paisley...if only..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I am terribly, awfully jealous of &lt;b&gt;Brad Paisley&lt;/b&gt;'s wife..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Lets just say that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I love him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt; I'd also love &lt;i&gt;marrying&lt;/i&gt; him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Al1UpCiYFO0/ThK5TARHYAI/AAAAAAAAB08/jhxnwMC2tOY/s1600/securedownload.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Al1UpCiYFO0/ThK5TARHYAI/AAAAAAAAB08/jhxnwMC2tOY/s640/securedownload.jpeg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;And this would be &lt;i&gt;"our song."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/-AtaZ_NU_tU?fs=1" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8824360692858963763-6049798726273329901?l=chechekawalkee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/feeds/6049798726273329901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/2011/07/mrspaisleyif-only.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824360692858963763/posts/default/6049798726273329901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824360692858963763/posts/default/6049798726273329901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/2011/07/mrspaisleyif-only.html' title='Mrs.Paisley...if only..'/><author><name>chelseakate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10561950906585403705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pHXZoXDZdOo/TzDgPlVFGzI/AAAAAAAACY4/sdbYjoHEADw/s220/IMG_3095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Al1UpCiYFO0/ThK5TARHYAI/AAAAAAAAB08/jhxnwMC2tOY/s72-c/securedownload.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8824360692858963763.post-5086269708884099101</id><published>2011-07-02T15:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-02T15:18:52.714-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>musica</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Joe Jonas&lt;/span&gt; and I have had our up and downs. I can never decide if I &lt;b&gt;love&lt;/b&gt; or &lt;b&gt;hate&lt;/b&gt; him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Can't live with him, can't live without him.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But right now...&lt;i&gt;its love.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;He recently released this song. I'm fairly certain he wrote the lyrics with my "relationship" situation, in mind. What a gem. &lt;i&gt;Thanks, Joe boy.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/jFx_kjlTh8w?fs=1" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;(the quality of the picture isn't the best, but its the words &amp;amp; music i wanted you to hear, anyway.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8824360692858963763-5086269708884099101?l=chechekawalkee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/feeds/5086269708884099101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/2011/07/joe-jonas-and-i-have-had-our-up-and.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824360692858963763/posts/default/5086269708884099101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824360692858963763/posts/default/5086269708884099101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/2011/07/joe-jonas-and-i-have-had-our-up-and.html' title='musica'/><author><name>chelseakate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10561950906585403705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pHXZoXDZdOo/TzDgPlVFGzI/AAAAAAAACY4/sdbYjoHEADw/s220/IMG_3095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/jFx_kjlTh8w/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8824360692858963763.post-414024558442543555</id><published>2011-06-30T23:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-01T00:26:57.421-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><title type='text'>the working college gal</title><content type='html'>Believe it or not, &lt;b&gt;I am a busy college student.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And?&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I like it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Having a job, school, homework, friend time and family matters is freaking &lt;i&gt;awesome&lt;/i&gt;. It gets a little hectic and chaotic, sometimes, but that only makes it &lt;b&gt;better&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;See, for twenty years, I was boring. I was just lazy and had loads of free time. I was livin' "the life." But after so long, I realized I didn't really like, "the life," very much. (even though sometimes i won't/wouldn't admit it.) I wanted a busy life that gave me purpose. Now, I'm proud to announce that after years of procrastination and such, &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I have a busy life and I'm enjoying myself, incredibly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its 12:48 p.m. right now and I still have homework to do, I've had a busy day and tomorrow will be even more busy. I think in a normal situation I'd be going crazy with the stress and overwhelming amount of "stuff," but if you saw me right now, you'd see a &lt;i&gt;smile&lt;/i&gt; pasted on my face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Because I like being a busy college student.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8824360692858963763-414024558442543555?l=chechekawalkee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/feeds/414024558442543555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/2011/06/working-college-gal.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824360692858963763/posts/default/414024558442543555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824360692858963763/posts/default/414024558442543555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/2011/06/working-college-gal.html' title='the working college gal'/><author><name>chelseakate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10561950906585403705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pHXZoXDZdOo/TzDgPlVFGzI/AAAAAAAACY4/sdbYjoHEADw/s220/IMG_3095.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8824360692858963763.post-2022389056822878184</id><published>2011-06-23T00:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-23T00:55:00.094-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yours Truly'/><title type='text'>a deeper me</title><content type='html'>Tonight while I was blog-stalking my friends, a particular blog caught my attention. It was the blog of an old, dear friend of mine. The idea of her post came from the blog of her friend, who came from the blog of another friend, I believe. Anyway, I loved it and decided I wanted to do it, too. Its a countdown about myself! Its random, but its cute.&amp;nbsp;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Read if you'd like to or go ahead and ignore this post. I'll still think you're cool because you read this far...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, I'll begin:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;Ten Things I Wish I Could Say To 10 Different People&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. You'll never understand what your friendship means to me and what you've done for my happiness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Thank you for talking to me and making me feel amazing when you didn't even have to acknowledge me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. I love you with every fiber of my being.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. I desperately wish you'd take a hint.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. We better stay friends forever and ever and ever because you're my other half and the thought of living without you gets me emotional.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. I wish you saw how incredible, beautiful and special you are. You're as close to perfect as they come.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. I miss the way things used to be between us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8. From the moment I laid eyes on you I was drawn to you and felt a strong connection.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9. I miss spending every day with you doing nothing but laugh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10. I admire the way you live life so optimistically and spiritually and never let anything get you down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;Nine Things About Myself&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Food scares me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. I'm a yoga-junky.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. I say I love to run, but during the first few minutes of running, I HATE it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. You may never get me to admit it, but I like college.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. I want to live the rest of my life getting people healthy and active.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. I'm not as shy as people assume I am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. I'm a closet cry-baby.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8. I would shop 24/7 if I could.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9. Even though I'm nowhere near marriage, I'm so stressed out about finding my wedding dress.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;Eight Ways To Win My Heart&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Be honest. Always.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Sing to me and I'm yours.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Support me in my dreams no matter how dorky or far-fetched they may be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Follow through with your promises.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. Have ambition and be excited about life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. Don't be afraid to be silly and laugh at things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. Give me a few moments that would be seen in a lovey dovey movie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8. Have an open mind but keep your standards. (also, have standards)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;Seven Things That Cross My Mind A Lot&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. I need to work out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. I wonder what my future will be like.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. He's cute/hot/handsome/gorgeous/etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Lyrics&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. One day I'll try _______ (usually something i see)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. I need to write that down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. Significant people in my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;Six Things I Do Before I Fall Asleep&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Pray&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Read my scriptures&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Wash my face/brush my teeth&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Write in my journal&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. Yoga&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. Think about everything. A lot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;Five People Who Mean &amp;nbsp;A Lot&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Daddy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Mommy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Savannah Klaire&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Adeline Kayde&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. Every single one of my friends...(its seriously impossible for me to put just one name here)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;Four Things I'm Wearing&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Disneyland sweats&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Pink and white shirt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Glasses&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. A sparkly ring&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;Three Songs I Listen To Often&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Just A Kiss -Lady Antebellum&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. I Wouldn't Mind -He is We&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Turning Tables -Gwenyth Paltrow (originally by Adele)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;Two Things I Want To Do Before I Die&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Go on a service trip somewhere outside of the US&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Write a book&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;One Confession&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. I was born terribly worrisome. I can stress myself out to high heaven due to worrying whether it be about myself, a loved one, or a stranger I saw on the street who looked like they were having a bad day or needed help or some luck. I will think and worry about me/that particular person for hours/days/weeks.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8824360692858963763-2022389056822878184?l=chechekawalkee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/feeds/2022389056822878184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/2011/06/deeper-me.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824360692858963763/posts/default/2022389056822878184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824360692858963763/posts/default/2022389056822878184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/2011/06/deeper-me.html' title='a deeper me'/><author><name>chelseakate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10561950906585403705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pHXZoXDZdOo/TzDgPlVFGzI/AAAAAAAACY4/sdbYjoHEADw/s220/IMG_3095.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8824360692858963763.post-6912167745817147823</id><published>2011-06-22T19:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-22T19:48:42.638-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Adeline'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='activities'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer'/><title type='text'>summa lovin'</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Yesterday, &lt;i&gt;June 21st,&lt;/i&gt; was the first official day of summer. Summer is &lt;b&gt;here&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Hallelujah!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;::happy dance::&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;My darling sister, Savannah, is at her first year of Girls Camp, right now {i miss her} so Adi-Lu and I decided to welcome in the beautiful summer season by going to &lt;b&gt;7 Peaks &lt;/b&gt;water park.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;warning: i was particularly un photogenic, today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DvyFmfr8rfw/TgKkS6xwiAI/AAAAAAAAByw/hZ_nm8F9cYA/s1600/securedownload-3.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DvyFmfr8rfw/TgKkS6xwiAI/AAAAAAAAByw/hZ_nm8F9cYA/s640/securedownload-3.jpeg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;7 Peaks was b.u.s.y.!&lt;/b&gt; Apparently we weren't the only ones who had the genius idea to go play in the sunshine and water. &lt;i&gt;Shoot&lt;/i&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2Q8-NSWO718/TgKkVy-Fr8I/AAAAAAAABy0/kqXZIwZqxlo/s1600/securedownload-4.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2Q8-NSWO718/TgKkVy-Fr8I/AAAAAAAABy0/kqXZIwZqxlo/s640/securedownload-4.jpeg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It was an incredible &lt;b&gt;98 degrees&lt;/b&gt; and the water was &lt;i&gt;warm and cozy.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UbHpowQgu5w/TgKkPc4eT0I/AAAAAAAABys/97tXu9yMnlM/s1600/securedownload-2.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UbHpowQgu5w/TgKkPc4eT0I/AAAAAAAABys/97tXu9yMnlM/s640/securedownload-2.jpeg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--hiulcg_E8M/TgKkcuoL5LI/AAAAAAAABy8/dsokIFAeLcE/s1600/securedownload.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--hiulcg_E8M/TgKkcuoL5LI/AAAAAAAABy8/dsokIFAeLcE/s640/securedownload.jpeg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I talked Miss Adi into braving the "big" slides. In the words of the little beauty, she had, "so many butterflies I have to go potty," but that gutsy gal did it and loved them so much we went on them several times! The picture below is Adi on that blue slide...You fly down the slides really fast so I sort of missed her. (she is down there near the bottom of the long, blue slide) (oh, and the picture above is my shadow while i was wasting time waiting for adi to shoot down the slide)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zOnLp6dqjRo/TgKkZWewcOI/AAAAAAAABy4/q9XD0cQRa4w/s1600/securedownload-5.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zOnLp6dqjRo/TgKkZWewcOI/AAAAAAAABy4/q9XD0cQRa4w/s640/securedownload-5.jpeg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zRXE4bECq_0/TgKkfXP28fI/AAAAAAAABzA/7WDCaJdzl3I/s1600/securedownload-1.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zRXE4bECq_0/TgKkfXP28fI/AAAAAAAABzA/7WDCaJdzl3I/s640/securedownload-1.jpeg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Happy Summer, everyone! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Lets not forget what a &lt;i&gt;perfect&lt;/i&gt; season this is and make the most of it! :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8824360692858963763-6912167745817147823?l=chechekawalkee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/feeds/6912167745817147823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/2011/06/yesterday-june-21st-was-first-official.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824360692858963763/posts/default/6912167745817147823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824360692858963763/posts/default/6912167745817147823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/2011/06/yesterday-june-21st-was-first-official.html' title='summa lovin&apos;'/><author><name>chelseakate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10561950906585403705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pHXZoXDZdOo/TzDgPlVFGzI/AAAAAAAACY4/sdbYjoHEADw/s220/IMG_3095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DvyFmfr8rfw/TgKkS6xwiAI/AAAAAAAAByw/hZ_nm8F9cYA/s72-c/securedownload-3.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8824360692858963763.post-2228216234742035855</id><published>2011-06-21T22:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-21T22:54:30.899-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotes'/><title type='text'>Thank You, Neil Patrick Harris</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;"When I get sad,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I stop being sad and be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;AWESOME instead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;True Story."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-Neil Patrick Harris&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;my new motto&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8824360692858963763-2228216234742035855?l=chechekawalkee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/feeds/2228216234742035855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/2011/06/thank-you-neil-patrick-harris.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824360692858963763/posts/default/2228216234742035855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824360692858963763/posts/default/2228216234742035855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/2011/06/thank-you-neil-patrick-harris.html' title='Thank You, Neil Patrick Harris'/><author><name>chelseakate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10561950906585403705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pHXZoXDZdOo/TzDgPlVFGzI/AAAAAAAACY4/sdbYjoHEADw/s220/IMG_3095.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8824360692858963763.post-6842546585263239169</id><published>2011-06-18T23:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-18T23:01:34.571-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daddy'/><title type='text'>daddy day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;HAPPY FATHERS DAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;..to &lt;i&gt;all&lt;/i&gt; of you daddies out there..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;but, &lt;i&gt;especially&lt;/i&gt; mine!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-g2hqJ--V_T8/Tf2ObjOiZqI/AAAAAAAAByo/woIM3cZFgbI/s1600/securedownload-1.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="470" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-g2hqJ--V_T8/Tf2ObjOiZqI/AAAAAAAAByo/woIM3cZFgbI/s640/securedownload-1.jpeg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;10 Things I Love About My Daddy&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;1. His laugh when he is getting tickled&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;2. He is my spiritual giant&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;3. He's a hard worker&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;4. He still gets down on the floor and plays with all three of his girls&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;5. He is very goal oriented&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;6. He's always brainstorming things our family can do to have a good time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;7. When he sings and dances... :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;8. He supports my mom, sisters and me in whatever we're doing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;9. He understands what is really important and what we should be doing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;10. He is a family man&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jN0KXLwrXgI/Tf2OPUuSi3I/AAAAAAAAByk/yV0J0i7W520/s1600/securedownload.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jN0KXLwrXgI/Tf2OPUuSi3I/AAAAAAAAByk/yV0J0i7W520/s640/securedownload.jpeg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Happy Fathers Day, &lt;b&gt;daddy-o! &lt;/b&gt;I'm so glad I'm lucky enough to call you &lt;i&gt;mine&lt;/i&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/8824360692858963763-6842546585263239169?l=chechekawalkee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/feeds/6842546585263239169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/2011/06/daddy-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824360692858963763/posts/default/6842546585263239169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824360692858963763/posts/default/6842546585263239169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/2011/06/daddy-day.html' title='daddy day!'/><author><name>chelseakate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10561950906585403705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pHXZoXDZdOo/TzDgPlVFGzI/AAAAAAAACY4/sdbYjoHEADw/s220/IMG_3095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-g2hqJ--V_T8/Tf2ObjOiZqI/AAAAAAAAByo/woIM3cZFgbI/s72-c/securedownload-1.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8824360692858963763.post-7955593960257448702</id><published>2011-06-14T00:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-05T18:54:27.965-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Walter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Angus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Puppy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>Sticky &amp; Colorful</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: right;"&gt;It is summer. (well, &lt;i&gt;basically&lt;/i&gt;) My summer seems to be revolving around &lt;i&gt;one thing:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;w&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: right;"&gt;This is especially weird for me because never in my entire life have I been one of those people who, once summer comes around, craves &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;snow cones.&lt;/span&gt; In all honesty, I've never really even &lt;i&gt;liked&lt;/i&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan;"&gt;snow cones.&lt;/span&gt; If I went an entire summer without one, &lt;b&gt;I'd be a-okay&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;But!&lt;/span&gt; When you take a summer job working in two local snow shacks, you become &lt;i&gt;much&lt;/i&gt; better acquainted with them and, dare I say it, maybe even &lt;b&gt;like&lt;/b&gt; them and &lt;b&gt;crave&lt;/b&gt; them. (and get your fam. hooked, too)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I love my job&lt;/b&gt;. Even though some days are mind-bogglingly slow, its a fun job to have. I'm one lucky-ducky. It is fun/funny to come home from work with good money from tips, sticky arms and legs from sugar water and colorful hands from all the different syrups.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: right;"&gt;However, the main point of this post was that you know your summer revolves around &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;snow cones&lt;/span&gt; when your sisters makes &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;snow cones&lt;/span&gt; out of anything, really &lt;i&gt;anything&lt;/i&gt; for you. This is definitely something that we never would have done before this year. &lt;b&gt;Never&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: right;"&gt;Today while Savannah was doing dishes, she would fill cups up with bubbly soap and give them to me-&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;o&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;w&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: right;"&gt;I've received several drawings. of? &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;-&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #660000;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #bf9000;"&gt;w&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ffd966;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: right;"&gt;{pictured below} Adi has a little sandbox. What does she make with the sand and some caution cones?-&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;w&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;"&gt;c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5U-PPQcICA8/TfcCQUShutI/AAAAAAAAByY/xvpzo4OEkd0/s1600/securedownload.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5U-PPQcICA8/TfcCQUShutI/AAAAAAAAByY/xvpzo4OEkd0/s640/securedownload.jpeg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Ah, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;snow cones&lt;/span&gt; :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Cute.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;O&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;n a completely different topic, my &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Angus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; puppy is still cute as ever!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;About a week ago we took him to the vet..the little man is a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;whopping &lt;i&gt;one pound ten ounces.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;He is a hyper, wiggly little squeaky toy...who I'm sort of &lt;i&gt;crazy&lt;/i&gt; in-love with!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-371HdkfKMvg/TfcCO_h4_EI/AAAAAAAAByQ/Q-xDyFCJhIQ/s1600/securedownload-1.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-371HdkfKMvg/TfcCO_h4_EI/AAAAAAAAByQ/Q-xDyFCJhIQ/s320/securedownload-1.jpeg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Pc10bPQcSHs/TfcCPqARhKI/AAAAAAAAByU/ZLdV1dB6ihs/s1600/securedownload-2.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Pc10bPQcSHs/TfcCPqARhKI/AAAAAAAAByU/ZLdV1dB6ihs/s320/securedownload-2.jpeg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(this is one of my favorite pass times - taking naps or snuggling with &lt;b&gt;my two boys&lt;/b&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(in other news, walter is maybe finally sort of deciding to give angus a chance and not always be completely annoyed by him..fyi: angus &lt;b&gt;LOVES&lt;/b&gt; walter (: ...heres to hoping their love grows (in walters case) and lasts!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&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/8824360692858963763-7955593960257448702?l=chechekawalkee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/feeds/7955593960257448702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/2011/06/sticky-colorful.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824360692858963763/posts/default/7955593960257448702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824360692858963763/posts/default/7955593960257448702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/2011/06/sticky-colorful.html' title='Sticky &amp; Colorful'/><author><name>chelseakate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10561950906585403705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pHXZoXDZdOo/TzDgPlVFGzI/AAAAAAAACY4/sdbYjoHEADw/s220/IMG_3095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5U-PPQcICA8/TfcCQUShutI/AAAAAAAAByY/xvpzo4OEkd0/s72-c/securedownload.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8824360692858963763.post-448535137045252236</id><published>2011-06-13T21:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-13T21:34:27.706-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Adeline'/><title type='text'>Perry</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Perry the Platypus&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;is the adorable little crime-fighting platypus on Phinneas and Ferb.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YyfRjUwc_nU/TfbkNHRfrjI/AAAAAAAAByI/Qzk54a_awh0/s1600/how-to-draw-perry-the-platypus-from-phineas-and-ferb.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="380" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YyfRjUwc_nU/TfbkNHRfrjI/AAAAAAAAByI/Qzk54a_awh0/s640/how-to-draw-perry-the-platypus-from-phineas-and-ferb.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The other day, my adorable little energetic sister &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Adi&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; drew a picture of him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It was too cute not to share.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kZkpwxTzpu0/TfbkRyqbajI/AAAAAAAAByM/CWxxW75xFog/s1600/securedownload.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kZkpwxTzpu0/TfbkRyqbajI/AAAAAAAAByM/CWxxW75xFog/s640/securedownload.jpeg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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/8824360692858963763-448535137045252236?l=chechekawalkee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/feeds/448535137045252236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/2011/06/perry.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824360692858963763/posts/default/448535137045252236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824360692858963763/posts/default/448535137045252236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/2011/06/perry.html' title='Perry'/><author><name>chelseakate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10561950906585403705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pHXZoXDZdOo/TzDgPlVFGzI/AAAAAAAACY4/sdbYjoHEADw/s220/IMG_3095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YyfRjUwc_nU/TfbkNHRfrjI/AAAAAAAAByI/Qzk54a_awh0/s72-c/how-to-draw-perry-the-platypus-from-phineas-and-ferb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8824360692858963763.post-6360838254152293040</id><published>2011-06-11T00:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-11T00:27:46.821-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><title type='text'>My Closet &amp; I...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;We have a few needs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Remember how I have &lt;b&gt;insomnia&lt;/b&gt;? Remember how I've said I can waste countless hours googling random things on the internet? Yeah, I've been doing that, tonight..and I have work tomorrow at 9am. Oh well-not even tired.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;But really, look at these things. &lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;Love&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;These are &lt;u&gt;too&lt;/u&gt; cool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BwFnXF1lvIs/TfMXUhCkBHI/AAAAAAAABx0/2tMWAr1oD2M/s1600/custom_sandals.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="560" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BwFnXF1lvIs/TfMXUhCkBHI/AAAAAAAABx0/2tMWAr1oD2M/s640/custom_sandals.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;This dress just makes me happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u8GbRqKUT50/TfMXYdAvzwI/AAAAAAAABx8/bQu3KbJ2f7w/s1600/juicy-sundress.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u8GbRqKUT50/TfMXYdAvzwI/AAAAAAAABx8/bQu3KbJ2f7w/s640/juicy-sundress.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If you were thinking about getting me any of these items, &lt;b&gt;these are what I want the most.&lt;/b&gt; Ah, &lt;i&gt;please&lt;/i&gt;?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-m-2jE8K5hTQ/TfMXZRfutNI/AAAAAAAAByA/OosmLbaUXAE/s1600/tumblr_lfyi75vlXd1qgj1z8o1_500.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="478" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-m-2jE8K5hTQ/TfMXZRfutNI/AAAAAAAAByA/OosmLbaUXAE/s640/tumblr_lfyi75vlXd1qgj1z8o1_500.png" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;These remind me of the ocean, I think.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-m-2jE8K5hTQ/TfMXZRfutNI/AAAAAAAAByA/OosmLbaUXAE/s1600/tumblr_lfyi75vlXd1qgj1z8o1_500.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rl3v3r9BTHw/TfMXXxo3JKI/AAAAAAAABx4/lVYclbE94Tg/s1600/Hand_Painted_Leather_Sandals_.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rl3v3r9BTHw/TfMXXxo3JKI/AAAAAAAABx4/lVYclbE94Tg/s640/Hand_Painted_Leather_Sandals_.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Technically, I guess this is a &lt;i&gt;wedding dress&lt;/i&gt;..but I really love white sundresses and this ones darling.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-laoajzZhz3I/TfMXZ-KxFdI/AAAAAAAAByE/URFfkVnChz0/s1600/wedding_sundress.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-laoajzZhz3I/TfMXZ-KxFdI/AAAAAAAAByE/URFfkVnChz0/s640/wedding_sundress.jpg" width="446" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Alright, &lt;i&gt;thats all.&lt;/i&gt; Maybe I'll sleep now, but probably not. Maybe facebook needs some tlc from me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8824360692858963763-6360838254152293040?l=chechekawalkee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/feeds/6360838254152293040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/2011/06/my-closet-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824360692858963763/posts/default/6360838254152293040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824360692858963763/posts/default/6360838254152293040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/2011/06/my-closet-i.html' title='My Closet &amp; I...'/><author><name>chelseakate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10561950906585403705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pHXZoXDZdOo/TzDgPlVFGzI/AAAAAAAACY4/sdbYjoHEADw/s220/IMG_3095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BwFnXF1lvIs/TfMXUhCkBHI/AAAAAAAABx0/2tMWAr1oD2M/s72-c/custom_sandals.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8824360692858963763.post-3108887631440984662</id><published>2011-06-07T19:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-07T19:17:14.038-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thankful Day 10</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCHOOL &amp;amp; WORK&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Believe it or not, yes, I'm thankful for &lt;i&gt;school and for work.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thankful for school. (wow, mom and dad, did you &lt;i&gt;ever&lt;/i&gt; think i'd say that?!) I'm grateful I have the opportunity to learn and am able to take classes that are specific to things that &lt;i&gt;I&lt;/i&gt; want to learn about. (college is better than high school in that way) I'm grateful I get to meet new people and have new opportunities and experiences because of school and the people there. UVU is a great school, I'm thankful I am lucky enough to go because I know some people don't get these opportunities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thankful for work. I work at a &lt;b&gt;sno shack&lt;/b&gt; not too far away from my house and I'm also an &lt;b&gt;assistant yoga instructor &lt;/b&gt;at a class at UVU. They're both very new jobs to me but so far I &lt;i&gt;love&lt;/i&gt; them and I love the social aspect of it and the fact that I feel like I have purpose! Also, the money sure isn't a bad thing&lt;b&gt; :)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8824360692858963763-3108887631440984662?l=chechekawalkee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/feeds/3108887631440984662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/2011/06/thankful-day-10.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824360692858963763/posts/default/3108887631440984662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824360692858963763/posts/default/3108887631440984662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/2011/06/thankful-day-10.html' title='Thankful Day 10'/><author><name>chelseakate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10561950906585403705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pHXZoXDZdOo/TzDgPlVFGzI/AAAAAAAACY4/sdbYjoHEADw/s220/IMG_3095.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8824360692858963763.post-4258064917787000224</id><published>2011-06-05T23:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-05T23:24:28.080-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotes'/><title type='text'>Thankful Day 9</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;QUOTES&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love 'em.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quotes are great because you can relate to them, learn from them, create them, be in aw by them, etc. I've always been a &lt;b&gt;quote-aholic&lt;/b&gt;...I love the happy ones, the sad ones, you know, all of them. Quotes are g.r.a.n.d.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure that I have a favorite quote at the moment, my favorites change depending on my mood &amp;amp; what I'm going through. I have a few saved quotes on the computer..I chose a few random ones and decided they were the lucky ones that got posted on this days 'thankful.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8upcQV__H0U/TexxBLebtrI/AAAAAAAABw4/1NbPhTPmEKk/s1600/crying-diary-inspiration-life-photography-quote-Favim.com-52429.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8upcQV__H0U/TexxBLebtrI/AAAAAAAABw4/1NbPhTPmEKk/s640/crying-diary-inspiration-life-photography-quote-Favim.com-52429.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-T_rSdUyAFYw/TexxBhrvOQI/AAAAAAAABw8/ITao8r8xO5M/s1600/delicious+ambiguity.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-T_rSdUyAFYw/TexxBhrvOQI/AAAAAAAABw8/ITao8r8xO5M/s640/delicious+ambiguity.jpg" width="636" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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We were scared. We had pretty much no idea what to expect and although we were super excited, we were also border-line chickening out. But, we stayed brave and we went and we had the &lt;i&gt;BEST&lt;/i&gt; time! Who knew country dancing could be so, so fun?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still a little dizzy, though. Lots and lots and lots of spinning! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-C3hrMtj9Aws/TesxYX9MNzI/AAAAAAAABw0/ohwqku7GYpg/s1600/securedownload.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="420" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-C3hrMtj9Aws/TesxYX9MNzI/AAAAAAAABw0/ohwqku7GYpg/s640/securedownload.jpeg" width="640" /&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/8824360692858963763-8053492779087705980?l=chechekawalkee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/feeds/8053492779087705980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/2011/06/thankful-day-8.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824360692858963763/posts/default/8053492779087705980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824360692858963763/posts/default/8053492779087705980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/2011/06/thankful-day-8.html' title='Thankful Day 8'/><author><name>chelseakate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10561950906585403705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pHXZoXDZdOo/TzDgPlVFGzI/AAAAAAAACY4/sdbYjoHEADw/s220/IMG_3095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-C3hrMtj9Aws/TesxYX9MNzI/AAAAAAAABw0/ohwqku7GYpg/s72-c/securedownload.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8824360692858963763.post-7606844087038216658</id><published>2011-06-03T23:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-03T23:03:16.172-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thankful Day 7</title><content type='html'>Todays thankful is: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;DRIVES&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is probably nothing I love more than going on nice long (or short) drives in the car. Its &lt;i&gt;therapy&lt;/i&gt;. Its &lt;i&gt;happiness&lt;/i&gt;. Its &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;fabulous&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;. All sorts of drives are fun. Drives by myself, drives with my mommy, drives with my friends (like tonight, thanks whit!), drives with my sisters, drives with my daddy-o, drives with the whole fam, you get the picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just &lt;i&gt;looove&lt;/i&gt; talking and listening to music-if its warm with the windows down, if its cold with the heater and seat warmers on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmm, drives :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8824360692858963763-7606844087038216658?l=chechekawalkee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/feeds/7606844087038216658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/2011/06/thankful-day-7.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824360692858963763/posts/default/7606844087038216658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824360692858963763/posts/default/7606844087038216658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/2011/06/thankful-day-7.html' title='Thankful Day 7'/><author><name>chelseakate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10561950906585403705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pHXZoXDZdOo/TzDgPlVFGzI/AAAAAAAACY4/sdbYjoHEADw/s220/IMG_3095.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8824360692858963763.post-205586057309351702</id><published>2011-06-02T22:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-02T22:31:58.037-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Disney'/><title type='text'>Thankful Day 6</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;DISNEY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Yes, I am thankful for Disney. &lt;i&gt;All&lt;/i&gt; things Disney.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Disneyland&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Disney World&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Disney Channel&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Disney movies&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Disney characters&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Disney books&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Disney collectables&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Disney, Disney, Disney, etc, etc, etc&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;Disney is happy and who isn't thankful for &lt;i&gt;happy&lt;/i&gt;?!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SnIVpZS-BfE/TehxGnLll3I/AAAAAAAABws/FQyF18xBXPE/s1600/disney-castle.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SnIVpZS-BfE/TehxGnLll3I/AAAAAAAABws/FQyF18xBXPE/s640/disney-castle.jpg" width="532" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ApqSEOAFpAM/TehxHZLTRrI/AAAAAAAABww/ihfxLtW2K58/s1600/Disneyland-Vacation.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ApqSEOAFpAM/TehxHZLTRrI/AAAAAAAABww/ihfxLtW2K58/s640/Disneyland-Vacation.jpg" width="640" /&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/8824360692858963763-205586057309351702?l=chechekawalkee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/feeds/205586057309351702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/2011/06/thankful-day-6.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824360692858963763/posts/default/205586057309351702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824360692858963763/posts/default/205586057309351702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/2011/06/thankful-day-6.html' title='Thankful Day 6'/><author><name>chelseakate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10561950906585403705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pHXZoXDZdOo/TzDgPlVFGzI/AAAAAAAACY4/sdbYjoHEADw/s220/IMG_3095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SnIVpZS-BfE/TehxGnLll3I/AAAAAAAABws/FQyF18xBXPE/s72-c/disney-castle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8824360692858963763.post-4508068527726577183</id><published>2011-06-01T23:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-01T23:07:40.587-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LDS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Gratitude</title><content type='html'>{a school assignment...my teacher is all about getting her students outside of their comfort zone. this is usually a challenge i don't participate in, but i was feeling gutsy today. so, here it is. if you care to read, enjoy.}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I, Chelsea Kate Walker, am so, so very fortunate. Today, as I sat in my car in the school parking lot, a man, probably a few years older than me walked by. I quickly noticed he was well dressed, then I noticed he had an awful limp. Upon closer examination, I saw this man had a lot of physical damage done to all parts of his body I could see. It looked to me as if he'd been a burn-victim. As soon as I saw this, my thoughts immediately turned to gratitude for how fortunate I am. I admire than man. I can't imagine what he's been through and I can't imagine how fortunate he must feel, he survived a tragedy, can walk, go to school, support himself, etc. We are blessed people.&lt;br /&gt;Usually, actually, always, when I think of, or feel gratitude, I think of my kind and gracious, Heavenly Father. Yes, the Lord gives us trials, disabilities and insecurities, but time has taught me He does this not out of anger or cruelty, but out of indescribable, undying LOVE. Whenever I'm faced with a new trial, or I see someone else go through a trial, I like to think of it as a compliment from God. He doesn't give us, His children, trials we can't handle or overcome. That, to me, means Heavenly Father knows how strong we truly are and when He gives us these trials, He is giving us, too, the opportunity to get a glimpse of our strength.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps the best part of these hardships is that we never ever have to face them, alone. NO matter what the issue is, we can get on our knees and seek help from the Lord. He will never forsake us. He hears prayers. He is the Almighty and will never leave us feeling comfortless or alone.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so grateful I was able to see that man who inspired me to dig deeper into my gratitude and further recognize God's love for His children. I am thankful that his presence reminded me that, yes, hard times are inevitable, but there is always a way to make the best of a bad situation and grow and learn from it, and become a stronger person by doing so.&lt;br /&gt;Life is a gift and a test and I'm grateful, from the bottom of my heart, that I've been given the opportunity to live on earth and learn and grow stronger from the experiences my Heavenly Father has given me, graciously.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8824360692858963763-4508068527726577183?l=chechekawalkee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/feeds/4508068527726577183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/2011/06/gratitude.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824360692858963763/posts/default/4508068527726577183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824360692858963763/posts/default/4508068527726577183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/2011/06/gratitude.html' title='Gratitude'/><author><name>chelseakate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10561950906585403705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pHXZoXDZdOo/TzDgPlVFGzI/AAAAAAAACY4/sdbYjoHEADw/s220/IMG_3095.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8824360692858963763.post-8237833712128815142</id><published>2011-06-01T22:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-01T22:38:49.868-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thankful Day 5</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Memory.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know this is sort of a weird 'thankful,' but &lt;i&gt;I truly am thankful for memories.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am very thankful that I can remember things-the good the bad, the happy the sad, the pretty the ugly, etc. I'm thankful that I have so many memories, as well. I'm thankful for the memories I've made and for the opportunities I have to play those memories back in my mind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8824360692858963763-8237833712128815142?l=chechekawalkee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/feeds/8237833712128815142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/2011/06/thankful-day-5.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824360692858963763/posts/default/8237833712128815142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824360692858963763/posts/default/8237833712128815142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/2011/06/thankful-day-5.html' title='Thankful Day 5'/><author><name>chelseakate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10561950906585403705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pHXZoXDZdOo/TzDgPlVFGzI/AAAAAAAACY4/sdbYjoHEADw/s220/IMG_3095.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8824360692858963763.post-4361854665181323916</id><published>2011-05-31T21:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T21:25:39.753-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yoga'/><title type='text'>Thankful: Day 4</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Yoga.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have I bored you with all the yoga talk, yet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry, I'll keep it short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I. Love. Yoga. &lt;/b&gt;To make it even better, today I got a job as an assistant yoga instructor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yoga's fabulous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yoga. Yoga. Yoga. :) :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8824360692858963763-4361854665181323916?l=chechekawalkee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/feeds/4361854665181323916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/2011/05/thankful-day-4.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824360692858963763/posts/default/4361854665181323916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824360692858963763/posts/default/4361854665181323916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/2011/05/thankful-day-4.html' title='Thankful: Day 4'/><author><name>chelseakate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10561950906585403705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pHXZoXDZdOo/TzDgPlVFGzI/AAAAAAAACY4/sdbYjoHEADw/s220/IMG_3095.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8824360692858963763.post-6602147588502246412</id><published>2011-05-30T21:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-30T21:47:31.018-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Thankful Day 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;MY GIRLFRIENDS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I am the luckiest little lady in the land when it comes to friends, especially my girlfriends. They are fabulous and perfect and the greatest girls you'll ever, ever meet in your entire lifetimes.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I'm so thankful that I've been blessed enough to meet each of them and get to know them so personally and share so many great memories with them. I know that if I ever need anything, I can turn to any one of them and they'd come to my rescue and help me out until I'm 100% better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I'm so thankful for my friends :) :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;By the way, a lot of these pictures are from my phone and come with that annoying little black border... sorry!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0MVXUWaxRLM/TeRuuKgeAFI/AAAAAAAABvg/0ZDYdVK6uSo/s1600/securedownload-18.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0MVXUWaxRLM/TeRuuKgeAFI/AAAAAAAABvg/0ZDYdVK6uSo/s640/securedownload-18.jpeg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;me &amp;amp; whit&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bXKbyeIeiyw/TeRuzVs3e5I/AAAAAAAABvk/9IsD3aQ9tHc/s1600/securedownload-6.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bXKbyeIeiyw/TeRuzVs3e5I/AAAAAAAABvk/9IsD3aQ9tHc/s640/securedownload-6.jpeg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;me &amp;amp; katie&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fkaDJk0d4dY/TeRu7XXKSiI/AAAAAAAABvo/R4QXXPZdL3Y/s1600/securedownload-7.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fkaDJk0d4dY/TeRu7XXKSiI/AAAAAAAABvo/R4QXXPZdL3Y/s640/securedownload-7.jpeg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;chelsea, me &amp;amp; sarah&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n_O1vi9bx28/TeRvAFrHPFI/AAAAAAAABvs/XDK_TKhjkR8/s1600/securedownload-16.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n_O1vi9bx28/TeRvAFrHPFI/AAAAAAAABvs/XDK_TKhjkR8/s640/securedownload-16.jpeg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;kelsie &amp;amp; myself&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-C_WLGEejUIU/TeRvJMpukMI/AAAAAAAABvw/DjIx7mpwh9c/s1600/securedownload-4.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-C_WLGEejUIU/TeRvJMpukMI/AAAAAAAABvw/DjIx7mpwh9c/s640/securedownload-4.jpeg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;chelsea, whitney, me &amp;amp; sarah&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OTpaj8jeWk0/TeRvWyrxhWI/AAAAAAAABv0/7zMTIiGuaJQ/s1600/securedownload-10.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OTpaj8jeWk0/TeRvWyrxhWI/AAAAAAAABv0/7zMTIiGuaJQ/s640/securedownload-10.jpeg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;chels, me &amp;amp; cassie&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-upxTD3cLP4s/TeRvc-KqDmI/AAAAAAAABv4/Ejbc4jik9sM/s1600/securedownload-3.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-upxTD3cLP4s/TeRvc-KqDmI/AAAAAAAABv4/Ejbc4jik9sM/s640/securedownload-3.jpeg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;me &amp;amp; sarah&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-69GsP-b546U/TeRvhayXsGI/AAAAAAAABv8/ZaaPF4ptWAM/s1600/securedownload-2.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-69GsP-b546U/TeRvhayXsGI/AAAAAAAABv8/ZaaPF4ptWAM/s640/securedownload-2.jpeg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;whitney &amp;amp; meee&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iQanWNhiI1Y/TeRvprlkvRI/AAAAAAAABwA/ZuAOXHk0bXk/s1600/securedownload-15.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iQanWNhiI1Y/TeRvprlkvRI/AAAAAAAABwA/ZuAOXHk0bXk/s640/securedownload-15.jpeg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;kourtney &amp;amp; me&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-24NxknLCtgY/TeRvu0FY4qI/AAAAAAAABwE/x17eXA4p-Bw/s1600/securedownload.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-24NxknLCtgY/TeRvu0FY4qI/AAAAAAAABwE/x17eXA4p-Bw/s640/securedownload.jpeg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;chelsea, kourtney, me, whitney, sarah..oh &amp;amp; brennan :)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ReMCn63neRA/TeRv28xmcAI/AAAAAAAABwI/GqjHk4LSlCw/s1600/securedownload-1.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ReMCn63neRA/TeRv28xmcAI/AAAAAAAABwI/GqjHk4LSlCw/s640/securedownload-1.jpeg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;amanda, me, whitney, sarah, aubrie, chelsea, kim, chelsi, kourtney&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DgI_82rnFTw/TeRv87qTNrI/AAAAAAAABwM/5qeDKsNFN-M/s1600/securedownload-11.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DgI_82rnFTw/TeRv87qTNrI/AAAAAAAABwM/5qeDKsNFN-M/s640/securedownload-11.jpeg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;me &amp;amp; katie&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WLIwYMHlKHc/TeRwERg2yxI/AAAAAAAABwQ/6mtksvodwm0/s1600/securedownload-9.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WLIwYMHlKHc/TeRwERg2yxI/AAAAAAAABwQ/6mtksvodwm0/s640/securedownload-9.jpeg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;chelsea, sarah, me, cassie (in disneyland)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-y7bUTDgksCQ/TeRwJv2a3wI/AAAAAAAABwU/3tMgDzXwWd8/s1600/securedownload-13.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-y7bUTDgksCQ/TeRwJv2a3wI/AAAAAAAABwU/3tMgDzXwWd8/s640/securedownload-13.jpeg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;chelsea&amp;amp;chelsea&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RFSoh4xWnkc/TeRwSPD8lhI/AAAAAAAABwY/Q3SizVUkqf8/s1600/securedownload-14.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RFSoh4xWnkc/TeRwSPD8lhI/AAAAAAAABwY/Q3SizVUkqf8/s640/securedownload-14.jpeg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;kourt, me, cassie&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-040gIo58YPE/TeRwZEKh04I/AAAAAAAABwc/mz2KVvGdOps/s1600/securedownload-5.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-040gIo58YPE/TeRwZEKh04I/AAAAAAAABwc/mz2KVvGdOps/s640/securedownload-5.jpeg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;me &amp;amp; jenna&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j9NC3Nimzik/TeRwebHbC9I/AAAAAAAABwg/uxMLvsI-aSc/s1600/securedownload-8.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j9NC3Nimzik/TeRwebHbC9I/AAAAAAAABwg/uxMLvsI-aSc/s640/securedownload-8.jpeg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;chelsea, chelsea, cassie&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JUCGMX-3CzI/TeRwl9l5kqI/AAAAAAAABwk/NHA8FduSiOo/s1600/securedownload-17.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JUCGMX-3CzI/TeRwl9l5kqI/AAAAAAAABwk/NHA8FduSiOo/s640/securedownload-17.jpeg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;me, whitney, sarah&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_Ihzu5Cy3GY/TeRwrtXN-AI/AAAAAAAABwo/DwjRXDC_k3w/s1600/securedownload-12.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_Ihzu5Cy3GY/TeRwrtXN-AI/AAAAAAAABwo/DwjRXDC_k3w/s640/securedownload-12.jpeg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;jenna &amp;amp; chels&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EYqKy4WEbR0/TeRj3xHQKAI/AAAAAAAABuQ/oDK8h6O5eXM/s1600/web_church_1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="478" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EYqKy4WEbR0/TeRj3xHQKAI/AAAAAAAABuQ/oDK8h6O5eXM/s640/web_church_1.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so, so very thankful for church and for the opportunity I have each week to take the Sacrament, feel the spirit, see friends, listen to incredible lessons and learn more about the gospel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its a short and simple 'thankful' of mine, but I think its one of the most important. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8824360692858963763-7370809512014502689?l=chechekawalkee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/feeds/7370809512014502689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/2011/05/thankful-day-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824360692858963763/posts/default/7370809512014502689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824360692858963763/posts/default/7370809512014502689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/2011/05/thankful-day-2.html' title='Thankful Day 2'/><author><name>chelseakate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10561950906585403705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pHXZoXDZdOo/TzDgPlVFGzI/AAAAAAAACY4/sdbYjoHEADw/s220/IMG_3095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EYqKy4WEbR0/TeRj3xHQKAI/AAAAAAAABuQ/oDK8h6O5eXM/s72-c/web_church_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8824360692858963763.post-7616800578680003974</id><published>2011-05-27T23:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-27T23:50:49.061-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yours Truly'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>10 Days of Thankfull [day 1]</title><content type='html'>The other day I was reading someones blog and they were doing a blog challenge called '10 Days of Thankful.' I really like the idea of this because I believe everyone could be more thankful or at least pay more attention to the things we should be thankful for. With that being said, I've decided to do my own 10 Days of Thankful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Day One: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MY FAMILY&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mEeQT8XLik4/TeCZvXetU4I/AAAAAAAABuM/_kIT-yDVnIY/s1600/securedownload.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="428" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mEeQT8XLik4/TeCZvXetU4I/AAAAAAAABuM/_kIT-yDVnIY/s640/securedownload.jpeg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;My family&lt;/b&gt; is as good as they come.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm so, so, so incredibly &lt;i&gt;thankful&lt;/i&gt; for them and often times I wonder why I got so lucky to be a member of the little Walker family tree.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My &lt;b&gt;daddy&lt;/b&gt; is a hard worker and is a spiritual giant and a very great example to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My &lt;b&gt;mommy&lt;/b&gt; is the most selfless person I've met who puts her kids first in every aspect and wants us happy more than anything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Savannah-Bug&lt;/b&gt; is strong and confident in herself and is the best listener and best laughing partner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Adi-lu&lt;/b&gt; is the most caring girl on earth, keeps things exciting and active and is so optimistic and joyful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am also incredibly thankful for my &lt;b&gt;extended family. &lt;/b&gt;From day one they've all been the best and I'm fortunate enough to have a good relationship with each member.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I love you all.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I am thankful for my family :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8824360692858963763-7616800578680003974?l=chechekawalkee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/feeds/7616800578680003974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/2011/05/10-days-of-thankfull-day-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824360692858963763/posts/default/7616800578680003974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824360692858963763/posts/default/7616800578680003974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/2011/05/10-days-of-thankfull-day-1.html' title='10 Days of Thankfull [day 1]'/><author><name>chelseakate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10561950906585403705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pHXZoXDZdOo/TzDgPlVFGzI/AAAAAAAACY4/sdbYjoHEADw/s220/IMG_3095.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mEeQT8XLik4/TeCZvXetU4I/AAAAAAAABuM/_kIT-yDVnIY/s72-c/securedownload.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8824360692858963763.post-7132058225397840867</id><published>2011-05-25T23:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-05T18:43:24.917-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exercise'/><title type='text'>Question of the day</title><content type='html'>Lately, I've been kicking my butt trying to get into better shape. I still have so many different exercise forms I need to try and master, too. I'm a dork and I'm already stressing out about being in good shape and looking hot for my wedding. No, this isn't me telling you theres a wedding in the future...I'm far from that day, no worries. But I'm a girl and I naturally look forward to my wedding. I want toned legs, good arms, a lifted booty, a six-pack, etc, you know?&lt;br /&gt;Just so you know, a future wedding isn't the &lt;i&gt;only&lt;/i&gt; reason I want to be in shape. Being in shape is just a good lifestyle and one I enjoy living.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Blah, blah, blah...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last few days I've been even more sore than usual. I am in my yoga class then I also take a two hour yoga class at school, I have zumba, running, weights, squats, push ups, sit ups, crunches, lunges, and whatever other exercises I put myself through and I'm &lt;i&gt;always&lt;/i&gt; sore afterwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This left me thinking...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I consider myself a person who is in pretty good shape and I still get sore regularly...and I plan to stay fit for the rest of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;So, tell me, &lt;b&gt;am I ever &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;not&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; going to be sore?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8824360692858963763-7132058225397840867?l=chechekawalkee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/feeds/7132058225397840867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/2011/05/question-of-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824360692858963763/posts/default/7132058225397840867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824360692858963763/posts/default/7132058225397840867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/2011/05/question-of-day.html' title='Question of the day'/><author><name>chelseakate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10561950906585403705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pHXZoXDZdOo/TzDgPlVFGzI/AAAAAAAACY4/sdbYjoHEADw/s220/IMG_3095.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8824360692858963763.post-7433017759312301641</id><published>2011-05-21T00:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-21T00:17:30.570-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LDS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>twenty-eleven</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;2011.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is it &lt;i&gt;really&lt;/i&gt; only May? Goodness, I tell you what, 2011 has been the&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt; longest&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt; year of my life and I'm not even &lt;i&gt;half way&lt;/i&gt; through it! Sheesh. I think it would be safe to say that my life has been a 24/7 &lt;b&gt;chaotic whirlwind &lt;/b&gt;since mid-January to this very day and truly, the chaos isn't showing &lt;i&gt;any&lt;/i&gt; sings of stopping anytime soon. ::deep, cleansing breathe:: In these five months, my limits have been tried time after time, my faith has been challenged, my standards have been tested and my mental state has been abused on thousands of occasions.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll admit, several times a week I'll throw a &lt;i&gt;full-blown&lt;/i&gt; pity party for myself. Its a party of one (me) in my room including lots of kleenex, a blankie and lots of emotion. Sounds fun, huh? (The answer, by the way, is &lt;u&gt;no&lt;/u&gt;. H, no.) All year I have been so completely &lt;b&gt;overwhelmed&lt;/b&gt; with my future. I'm terrified, excited, anxious, curious and most of all, stressed out about what is to come of it. Really, I don't know why I struggle so much with being content and focused on my "now," but it is a &lt;i&gt;serious&lt;/i&gt; problem of mine. I'm always looking ahead or looking back and never giving much attention to where I'm currently at. Ah, yes, its &lt;i&gt;really&lt;/i&gt; something I need to work on because as hard as it is to believe, I hear one day I'll actually miss these days.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today I had the &lt;i&gt;great&lt;/i&gt; opportunity to spend some time with some of my closest friends and as usual, we covered nearly 10,000 topics. One topic that really was interesting to me is when my dear and lovely friends Cassie and Chelsea were talking about how sometimes they'll get really caught up in their struggles and be discouraged with their lives and just not be happy at all. We all have those days, you know? Then, they said they always feel so bad about doing so because they'll hear about someone else who has it &lt;i&gt;so&lt;/i&gt; much worse and is going through something &lt;i&gt;so&lt;/i&gt; &lt;i&gt;much&lt;/i&gt; harder and they feel very sorry for them and want to do something kind for them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It just left me thinking... &lt;b&gt;Its true,&lt;/b&gt; someone &lt;i&gt;always&lt;/i&gt; has it worse.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then my thoughts began to continue as I thought of all the times I've been taught that when you are discouraged, a great way to cheer yourself up is to &lt;b&gt;serve&lt;/b&gt; someone else. Then there was the thought that I tell myself, daily, Heavenly Father will never, never, &lt;i&gt;ever&lt;/i&gt; put me through a trial that I can't handle and overcome. Between these thoughts, I think I learned&lt;i&gt; a lot &lt;/i&gt;tonight and even had some prayers answered as to how I can become more happy and content with my life and my "now." I am &lt;b&gt;so thankful&lt;/b&gt; that God answers prayers in such clever ways, such as prompting your friends to say something that leads you into a deep thought process that ends up teaching you a lot about what you need to do with yourself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With this in mind, 2011 doesn't scare me as much as it did earlier, today, and throughout the year, so far. I understand that in the days to come I may falter and really struggle with things, again, but I hope that I can always remember what I learned and reminded myself tonight and find some peace, again. I hope that I can remind myself that Heavenly Father has the grand plan and understands everything and that He is putting me through this long trial for a very, very good reason that is going to somehow make my life a million times more beautiful than it would have been if I had not experienced it. Life is hard, but I think thats what makes it worth it. We're all on earth to be tested, after all...and some tests aren't easy! :]&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, 2011? BRING IT!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, serif; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"It isn't as bad as you sometimes think it is. It all works out. Don't worry. I say that to myself every morning. It all works out in the end. Put your trust in God, and move forward with faith and confidence in the future. The Lord will not forsake us. He will not forsake us. If we will put our trust in Him, if we will pray to Him, if we will live worthy of His blessings, He will hear our prayers."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, serif; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, serif; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, serif; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;—&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, serif; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, serif; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;a class="authorName" href="http://www.goodreads.com/author/quotes/313356.Gordon_B_Hinckley" style="font-family: georgia, serif; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;Gordon B. Hinckley&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8824360692858963763-7433017759312301641?l=chechekawalkee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/feeds/7433017759312301641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/2011/05/twenty-eleven.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824360692858963763/posts/default/7433017759312301641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824360692858963763/posts/default/7433017759312301641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/2011/05/twenty-eleven.html' title='twenty-eleven'/><author><name>chelseakate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10561950906585403705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pHXZoXDZdOo/TzDgPlVFGzI/AAAAAAAACY4/sdbYjoHEADw/s220/IMG_3095.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8824360692858963763.post-3924207763410090974</id><published>2011-05-20T23:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-20T23:25:56.230-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LDS'/><title type='text'>i love when you stumble upon something you know was meant for you to read...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;"It isn't as bad as you sometimes think it is. It all works out. Don't worry. I say that to myself every morning. It all works out in the end. &lt;b&gt;Put your trust in God, and move forward with faith and confidence in the future. &lt;/b&gt;The Lord will not forsake us. He will not forsake us. If we will put our trust in Him, if we will pray to Him, if we will live worthy of His blessings, He will hear our prayers."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #181818; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #181818; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;—&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #181818; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;a class="authorName" href="http://www.goodreads.com/author/quotes/313356.Gordon_B_Hinckley" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Gordon B. Hinckley&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8824360692858963763-3924207763410090974?l=chechekawalkee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/feeds/3924207763410090974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/2011/05/it-isnt-as-bad-as-you-sometimes-think.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824360692858963763/posts/default/3924207763410090974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824360692858963763/posts/default/3924207763410090974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/2011/05/it-isnt-as-bad-as-you-sometimes-think.html' title='i love when you stumble upon something you know was meant for you to read...'/><author><name>chelseakate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10561950906585403705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pHXZoXDZdOo/TzDgPlVFGzI/AAAAAAAACY4/sdbYjoHEADw/s220/IMG_3095.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8824360692858963763.post-611758571936748752</id><published>2011-05-19T00:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-19T00:54:01.813-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>Secret Love. Yum.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;I know I've said it before, but I love music. Its a love I can't describe. Just...Love. K? Do you know what music I really, really love? Music that can easily be a religious song. Maybe not Mo-Tab (although, yes, they're great) but songs that could be heard on the radio that are good, "church-y songs," if you will. It seems like these days all the songs on the radio are about things that, lets face it, we don't need to be singing about. So its nice to hear music that makes you think about better things than, you know...that other stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;My great friends (i wish) He is We, have a song called, "His Name." This song is exactly what I'm talking about.Its a simple song about prayer. About surrendering ourselves to God and letting Him help us. "Just call His name," the song says. Mmmmm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;Here are the lyrics, if you care to know them. If not, its cool, we can still be friends. Also, down on my playlist I have this song..you know, if you wanted to listen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;Why am I so afraid of the night?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;A silhouette it taunts me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;My lack of faith in this beautiful life,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;My knowing of it haunts me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;I’m haunted,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;And know I should be afraid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;Lay awake at night,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;Cry you know it’s not alright,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;To feel like your falling into nothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;You can learn to fly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;Just call, His name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;Just call His name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;Suddenly I wonder why I feel so alone,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;I know there’s something out there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;Thought I’d suck it up and do it all on my own,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;Wish I’d known he does care.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;I’m haunted,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;And I know I should be afraid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;Lay awake at night,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;Cry you know it’s not alright,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;To feel like your falling into nothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;You can learn to fly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;Just call, His name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;Just call His name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;Where do we go?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;Call out His name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;Lift up our hands,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;Completely ashamed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;Give it all up,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;Dropping our pride.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;Rip us apart,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;Change us on the inside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;We cry out to You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;We fall on our knees.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;Change us now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;Lay awake at night,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;Cry you know it’s not alright,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;To feel like your falling into nothing,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;You can learn to fly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;Cry you know it’s not alright.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;You can learn to fly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/8824360692858963763-611758571936748752?l=chechekawalkee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/feeds/611758571936748752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/2011/05/secret-love-yum.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824360692858963763/posts/default/611758571936748752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824360692858963763/posts/default/611758571936748752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/2011/05/secret-love-yum.html' title='Secret Love. Yum.'/><author><name>chelseakate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10561950906585403705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pHXZoXDZdOo/TzDgPlVFGzI/AAAAAAAACY4/sdbYjoHEADw/s220/IMG_3095.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8824360692858963763.post-7012615937572196497</id><published>2011-05-16T23:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-05T18:43:52.477-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exercise'/><title type='text'>this sounds like a journal entry..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Alright, &lt;i&gt;really&lt;/i&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Its only 12:10 pm but I'm not even anywhere near tired and I know that I will be awake for several more hours. Insomnia is &lt;b&gt;terribly&lt;/b&gt; frustrating, sometimes. No, pretty much &lt;i&gt;all&lt;/i&gt; the time, actually.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;With that said, today was pretty lovely.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I've decided I'm a real laid back person. I like the &lt;b&gt;simple days&lt;/b&gt; a lot more than the big days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I went on a &lt;b&gt;run&lt;/b&gt; this morning and as always, it felt great. I ran a lot of hills, today, though. My booty and thighs are &lt;i&gt;sure&lt;/i&gt; feeling it, tonight, but thats a good sign! Means I worked myself, hard, and that was the point!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;These are my adorable running shoes. For those of you maybe thinking about getting into running, let me fill you in on a running tip thats really helped me: You're a lot more likely to want to get out and run if you have&lt;b&gt; cute shoes&lt;/b&gt; to run in. Just sayin'..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rvbn3s5GVQg/TdIQrW6FdqI/AAAAAAAABts/Q5upbZ0WGtg/s1600/securedownload-1.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rvbn3s5GVQg/TdIQrW6FdqI/AAAAAAAABts/Q5upbZ0WGtg/s640/securedownload-1.jpeg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: right;"&gt;During the day, &lt;b&gt;Savannah&lt;/b&gt; had a Chime Choir concert at her school. The mommy and I attended. It was cute. Its pretty impressive what a bunch of cute youngsters can do with those chimes. Really, though, they're talented.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I had &lt;b&gt;Zumba&lt;/b&gt;, tonight. &lt;u&gt;Zumba=yay!! &lt;/u&gt;It sure didn't make my bum and thighs feel any more relaxed, but nonetheless, it felt good and I'm glad I went.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ecYJQjsmWbI/TdIQtBacOkI/AAAAAAAABtw/8Td4eYHDRV4/s1600/ZumbaLogo.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="246" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ecYJQjsmWbI/TdIQtBacOkI/AAAAAAAABtw/8Td4eYHDRV4/s640/ZumbaLogo.png" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;All day&lt;/i&gt; I've been listening to my all time favorite band. Ever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;He is We&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Songs of the day: "Light a Way" and "His Name"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;If you're looking for some good music, give them a listen, &lt;i&gt;deal&lt;/i&gt;?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vOxn7qxwpkw/TdIQuPZqtbI/AAAAAAAABt0/GeSGWJaaC3E/s1600/he-is-we-dl.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vOxn7qxwpkw/TdIQuPZqtbI/AAAAAAAABt0/GeSGWJaaC3E/s640/he-is-we-dl.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Now, here I am, laying on the couch, watching Ace of Cakes, wasting time on my blog, probably boring you with my journal entry-like post, texting my few remaining awake-friends and wondering of how great tomorrow will be, too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Goodnight my friends!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tR9x6AQ2HLk/TdIQvOFbkqI/AAAAAAAABt4/9DK2IoqhCEU/s1600/securedownload.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="428" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tR9x6AQ2HLk/TdIQvOFbkqI/AAAAAAAABt4/9DK2IoqhCEU/s640/securedownload.jpeg" width="640" /&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/8824360692858963763-7012615937572196497?l=chechekawalkee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/feeds/7012615937572196497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chechekawalkee.blogspot.com/2011/05/this-sounds-like-journal-entry.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824360692858963763/posts/default/7012615937572196497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824360692858963763/posts/default/7012615937572196497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='h
