tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34376713677839139912024-03-05T19:29:56.246-08:00fishing for pearls...Marenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11146000282141069830noreply@blogger.comBlogger85125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3437671367783913991.post-13261435157347994692013-10-18T18:48:00.002-07:002013-10-18T18:48:35.351-07:00North Carolina State Fair- aka Fried Food Heaven.<font-family: arial=""><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">Tonight Jake and I went on an adventure to the NC State Fair, otherwise known as the heaven of all fried food. Please enjoy a picture journey of some of the things we saw.</span></font-family:><br />
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A variety of fried food options...</span><br />
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We tried the red velvet oreos...</div>
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they were pretty good but didn't taste much like red velvet. And I was tired of them after one.</div>
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50 cent pickle (probably my favorite thing I ate) and this cool waterfall. </div>
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We enjoyed a lot of people-watching. We especially liked this guy's mustache. </div>
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We watched pigs, goats, and ducks race. This was another highlight of the day. The goats stopped in the middle of the race and tried to turn around. They were really cute. :)</div>
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For the Ettinger clan.....</div>
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We saw some really cool carved pumpkins. They were in the middle of the garden exhibits, which were GORGEOUS. That was my other favorite part. </div>
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We also saw this HUGE pumpkin. The one in the middle is 800 pounds!!</div>
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There were lots of other cool vegetables too. There was a watermelon that was 250 pounds.</div>
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And for you health nuts out there, don't worry, they had fresh vegetables too...</div>
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Marenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11146000282141069830noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3437671367783913991.post-79451307025211102782012-03-16T13:52:00.000-07:002012-03-16T13:52:16.364-07:00Tarheels!Once again, I slack on my blogging. This week has been pretty great. My tennis class is awesome, I finished a paper, AND....ACCEPTED UNC'S OFFER to grad school!!!!<br />
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That's right. I'm going to be a Tarheel. And I'm SO SO EXCITED!!!!!!!! :)Marenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11146000282141069830noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3437671367783913991.post-34297076958332849722012-02-20T16:33:00.000-08:002012-02-20T16:33:14.081-08:00procrastinating.I'm procrastinating reading papers for my readings in biotechnology class. I don't care about biofuels or the genetics of rice. I don't want to read about you!!<br />
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I found another "sometimes" post. So I'm doing that instead. Enjoy.<br />
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<div class="p1"><b>Sometimes...</b></div><div class="p2"><br />
</div><div class="p3"><span class="s1"><b>It's hard for me to</b></span> read papers I have no interest in whatsoever. (biofuels and plants!!!)</div><div class="p2"><br />
</div><div class="p3"><span class="s1"><b>I'm reminded of how much I love</b></span> my friends when they don't think I'm insane when I turn into my crazy, late-night, exhausted self. </div><div class="p2"><br />
</div><div class="p3"><span class="s1"><b>I feel self-conscious when </b>I lead the music in church</span>. </div><div class="p2"><br />
</div><div class="p3"><span class="s1"><b>I am mildly dishonest</b> <b>when</b> </span>I hide what I really think about some things.</div><div class="p2"><br />
</div><div class="p1"><b>I can't imagine a world without</b><span class="s2"> summer. I can't wait, I'm so done with winter. </span></div><div class="p2"><br />
</div><div class="p3"><span class="s1"><b>I'm surprised that I still</b> have hope for some things. </span></div><div class="p2"><br />
</div><div class="p3"><span class="s1"><b>I get a little too easily wrapped up in</b></span> checking my email for news from schools. </div><div class="p2"><br />
</div><div class="p3"><span class="s1"><b>I indulge in guilty pleasures like</b></span> watching Once Upon a Time and eating far too many treats. </div><div class="p2"><br />
</div><div class="p1"><b>I wish all things in life were as wonderful as</b><span class="s2"> a sunny day with the whisper of spring in the air. </span></div>Marenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11146000282141069830noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3437671367783913991.post-26649970046917583472012-02-18T15:58:00.000-08:002012-02-18T15:58:30.839-08:00happy feb 18!Today has been a great day. I worked on my talk for church tomorrow and played ultimate. I also had a ton of fun with friends last night.<br />
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I've been feeling pretty lucky the last month. (Minus the four days this week where I was a complete and utter stress case). Here's why:<br />
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<li>I went to New York City. I interviewed at Columbia and didn't like it AT ALL. But, I hung out with Brittnee, went to Mary Poppins, went to the Met, ate NY pizza & cheesecake, and took in the wonder of NYC.</li>
<li>North Carolina. I LOVED UNC! The campus is beautiful, the people are nice, the apartments are reasonably priced and nice, the research and faculty are awesome, and there are a good number of church members. Now, if they could just give me their admission decision, that'd be great! </li>
<li>Boston. Our hotel had rubber ducks. AWESOME. I wasn't super impressed by the program at Boston University, but I met some awesome people.</li>
<li>I was awarded an ORCA grant.</li>
<li>My friends are amazing.</li>
<li>I am increasingly grateful for the gospel of Jesus Christ in my life. I know it is true and I cannot imagine life without it. </li>
<li>My brothers are the best missionaries out there. </li>
<li>My parents are an amazing strength to me. I'm so glad they are always there to listen to me and calm my stressed mind. </li>
<li>I can run, play frisbee, eat, and I live in a safe place with a roof over my head.</li>
</ul><div>What else can a girl ask for??</div>Marenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11146000282141069830noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3437671367783913991.post-83429238139876081592012-01-31T21:44:00.000-08:002012-01-31T21:44:34.403-08:00sometimes...This is the new blogging trend...you copy the bold parts of the following sentences and fill them in. I'm kind of in love with this idea. And, I hardly ever blog anymore. And, I'm avoiding writing the prospectus I need to do because it is making me massively frustrated. So, sometimes....<br />
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<div style="background-color: white; color: #4c4c4c; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 18px; text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #741b47;">I get weirdly excited about</span> </b>my roommate's art on etsy (pending). She is seriously the most amazing artist and everyone should see it. (Don't worry, I'll post a link as soon as it's up)</div><div style="background-color: white; color: #4c4c4c; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 18px; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="background-color: white; color: #4c4c4c; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 18px; text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #741b47;">I feel overwhelmed with gratitude when </span></b>I remember how lucky I am to be interviewing at grad schools with some of the smartest people I've ever met. </div><div style="background-color: white; color: #4c4c4c; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 18px; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="background-color: white; color: #4c4c4c; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 18px; text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #741b47;">I can't stop thinking about</span></b> this HUGE decision I'm about to make, about grad school. </div><div style="background-color: white; color: #4c4c4c; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 18px; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="background-color: white; color: #4c4c4c; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 18px; text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #741b47;">I just want to eat</span></b> fruit sours<span style="color: #741b47;"> <b>all day, every day. </b></span></div><div style="background-color: white; color: #4c4c4c; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 18px; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 18px; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #741b47;"><b>I am kinda a bad person and</b> </span>don't pay any attention to the presidential campaign<span style="color: #741b47;">. </span></div><div style="background-color: white; color: #4c4c4c; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 18px; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="background-color: white; color: #4c4c4c; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 18px; text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #741b47;">I wish I could dye my hair</span> </b>...I don't. I love my hair color. </div><div style="background-color: white; color: #4c4c4c; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 18px; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="background-color: white; color: #4c4c4c; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 18px; text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #741b47;">I just don't understand the allure of</span></b> The Bachelor. My roommate watches it and I just don't understand why people watch 20 bratty girls make out with 1 guy. Or why girls would put them in that situation. </div><div style="background-color: white; color: #4c4c4c; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 18px; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="background-color: white; color: #4c4c4c; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 18px; text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #741b47;">I can't believe how close I am to</span> </b>graduating. Less than 3 months. Eek. </div><div style="background-color: white; color: #4c4c4c; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 18px; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="background-color: white; color: #4c4c4c; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 18px; text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #741b47;">I strongly consider spending a lot of money on</span> </b>forgetting grad school and traveling the world. </div><div style="background-color: white; color: #4c4c4c; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 18px; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div>Marenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11146000282141069830noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3437671367783913991.post-33593113707683231422011-12-28T10:11:00.000-08:002011-12-28T10:11:46.600-08:00ugly tree.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">So, after Thanksgiving my parents and I went to cut our Christmas tree, just like we do every year. I didn't want to have to drive all the way to Cedar (especially since the short way was blocked by a landslide) and trudge through the snow to find a tree. So, I suggested we go to Pine Valley where there is no snow. In Pine Valley you can only cut Pinions and Junipers. My mom hates Juniper trees, so we were on the hunt for a Pinion. We found one that looked decent, and brought it home. (Well, my dad had to dig a lot to be able to cut it first) We got it in the house, and oh boy...it is UGLY. It is a round, flat topped tree:</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8I14KMrZSLs/TvtZyY8OrnI/AAAAAAAAAUs/xKP7M4RjNLo/s1600/P1000427.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8I14KMrZSLs/TvtZyY8OrnI/AAAAAAAAAUs/xKP7M4RjNLo/s320/P1000427.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">On Christmas Eve, dad rode his bike out to Zion so mom and I went to pick him up; we had to walk up to weeping rock and see if it was frozen. It wasn't as frozen as it has been in other years but it was still really pretty. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Me and the parents:</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IEjoqwommmY/TvtadP_C3tI/AAAAAAAAAU8/jCYDajW9USQ/s1600/P1000443.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IEjoqwommmY/TvtadP_C3tI/AAAAAAAAAU8/jCYDajW9USQ/s320/P1000443.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">It was really fun to talk to Ames and Kyle on Christmas. They are doing awesome and loving their missions!! If you want to read their emails you can <a href="http://eldersettinger.blogspot.com/">HERE</a>.</div>Marenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11146000282141069830noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3437671367783913991.post-40551411427508081702011-11-19T10:57:00.000-08:002011-11-19T10:57:33.165-08:00lazy.I'm really lazy.<br />
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Here are some pictures from Japan. Go <a href="https://www.facebook.com/media/set/?set=a.2678099113563.150152.1288805018&type=1">HERE</a>. When I get my dad's pictures I'll post some of his that I like.Marenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11146000282141069830noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3437671367783913991.post-81884914589555833732011-11-19T07:39:00.000-08:002011-11-19T07:39:18.943-08:00my generationI can't believe it's already almost Thanksgiving. Time seriously FLIES. Scary. I submitted all my grad school applications so now it's just time to play the waiting game.<br />
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Something has been on my mind lately, and forgive me for getting on a soap box about it. I think everyone in my generation needs one of these at their house:<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jZnfADdQlZw/TsfMcHGufII/AAAAAAAAAUA/h8eZ3QgzWl4/s1600/phones.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jZnfADdQlZw/TsfMcHGufII/AAAAAAAAAUA/h8eZ3QgzWl4/s320/phones.jpg" width="239" /></a></div>I don't know if there is anything that drives me more crazy than someone texting while I am talking to them. I'm not talking about an occasional text during a conversation, that I can deal with. It's when every time someone talks, they whip out their phone and text through the entire conversation. Granted, I sometimes do this, but it is something I am trying to do less. So, to all of you faithful readers, feel free to slap me if I ever start texting while you are talking to me.<br />
I think my generation has a serious problem with communication. Technology has become such a huge part of everyone's lives that we are not able to communicate face to face with people as well as older generations. It's a skill that has always taken work to develop, but we don't take the time to learn because it's easier to use technology. It's quite sad, really. Anyway, sorry about my soap box.<br />
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Japan was awesome; I will upload pictures after I get the other half from my dad's camera. :)Marenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11146000282141069830noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3437671367783913991.post-35373136376556904812011-10-24T16:29:00.000-07:002011-10-24T16:29:28.055-07:00lately.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Fall is fun. Except, I really don't enjoy Halloween. I don't like being scared, so most activities are generally not my favorite. But, it's been fun anyway. Here's life as of late in some pictures, in no order whatsoever:</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPjm1XK32kLwAOVTs270su08WDGapQOs5XqXD4txWekX6jaV7KLlzdBMSvrKpe_XC7Hpg1eRalb1AbiczvVILhODSGT9dWVhlAs-EyJAw1MD4tAXXJ69EJFh8MlcpQ7FUB7K4rERL_sBjr/s1600/298150_10150408805187495_506877494_9825218_1293686580_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPjm1XK32kLwAOVTs270su08WDGapQOs5XqXD4txWekX6jaV7KLlzdBMSvrKpe_XC7Hpg1eRalb1AbiczvVILhODSGT9dWVhlAs-EyJAw1MD4tAXXJ69EJFh8MlcpQ7FUB7K4rERL_sBjr/s320/298150_10150408805187495_506877494_9825218_1293686580_n.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">At the Cornbelly's haunted corn maze. I'm on Casey's back, don't think I'm freakishly tall. </div><br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirJkKI1a3w8nR8xotmJLTHCblJAfPzg5WpLCXLVaX-_ZkZ_R0UxX3Al-S0iPme4XbBdWkzYGz8A_zA954PZgXO-8pvFnVK11PhCtA7g9f89DX5nBudVxqlfx5jqq9-YbFxwQRG03nrYh0D/s1600/DSC02681.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirJkKI1a3w8nR8xotmJLTHCblJAfPzg5WpLCXLVaX-_ZkZ_R0UxX3Al-S0iPme4XbBdWkzYGz8A_zA954PZgXO-8pvFnVK11PhCtA7g9f89DX5nBudVxqlfx5jqq9-YbFxwQRG03nrYh0D/s320/DSC02681.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">We went sailing for outdoor rec! This boat's name is Maren. We have also gone hiking, mountain biking, canoeing, kayaking, and will go rock climbing in a couple weeks. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;">Other than that, I have been working on my paper at work, going to school, and working on grad school applications. I'm hoping to have my applications finished by the time I go to Japan in a few weeks. We'll see if that happens. Fingers crossed.</div>Marenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11146000282141069830noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3437671367783913991.post-23344695459936766812011-09-19T21:41:00.000-07:002011-09-19T21:41:28.830-07:00fall!So basically, I'm a terrible blogger. And a terrible procrastinator. I have had the hardest time getting back into school this semester! It's my last year at BYU and I do not want to study! Forget about the 4 tests I have this week, the 10 grad school applications I should be working on, and the paper I should be writing at work. I don't want to do any of it! How do I motivate myself?<br />
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This semester I am taking an outdoor recreation class and it is AWESOME! We went on a campout a couple weeks ago and did some awesome slot canyons. We went sailing last week and will be going hiking this week. It is pretty fantastic! One of the boats was even named Maren!<br />
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Maybe the reason I'm such a terrible blogger is because I really have nothing to blog about...Marenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11146000282141069830noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3437671367783913991.post-14669304296830352852011-07-26T22:05:00.000-07:002011-07-26T22:05:39.527-07:00future...Did you know that growing up is kind of scary? Why in the world did I want to get out of high school so bad? Life was so much simpler back then. Not that I'd want to go back, but sometimes, it'd be nice to have a day without worrying about the future.<br />
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Oh, the future. How can so much stress be packed into one little 6-letter word? It's amazing how just the thought of it makes my head start spinning. The thing is, you plan and plan for the future and it NEVER turns out how you planned. Take this summer for example, I had ZERO intentions of being in Provo all summer. And yet, here I am, still unsure why I'm here, working instead of at an internship anywhere else.<br />
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Tonight, I was researching grad schools and making a list of which ones I will apply to. And what I need to do for each application. That's what created this slight stress freak-out. But, it will all work out. I hope.Marenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11146000282141069830noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3437671367783913991.post-34271128682654429302011-07-17T19:35:00.000-07:002011-07-17T19:36:15.268-07:00done!I took the GRE! I'm SO glad it's over! WOohoo! I can't believe school starts in a month and a half. That is crazy. Only two more semesters at BYU, scary!<br />
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</div>Here's my favorite picture from our trip to St. George to see the Little Mermaid at Tuacahn. It got rained out twenty minutes into the show :(<br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Look at my hair! It was CRAZY windy and pelting us with huge rain drops! But, we definitely made some memories. :)</div>Marenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11146000282141069830noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3437671367783913991.post-63544527490929857002011-06-22T21:33:00.000-07:002011-06-22T21:33:36.712-07:00Oops.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I have been a blog slacker! Not as bad as Jocelyn though, she definitely takes the cake on that title. Speaking of cakes...Look at this one!!! (I have a new pastime- tumblr blog browsing; there are some AWESOME tumblrs out there) </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s1pjHqPvFZc/TgLBDXcjg1I/AAAAAAAAARY/ptheWpmY9Lw/s1600/rainbow+cake.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s1pjHqPvFZc/TgLBDXcjg1I/AAAAAAAAARY/ptheWpmY9Lw/s320/rainbow+cake.jpg" width="227" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">I think for my next birthday, I'd like one of these. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">My summer bucket list:</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"></div><ul><li>camping (check, but I'd like to go more)</li>
<li>hike Timp</li>
<li>hike Subway with awesome people</li>
<li>do at least one rappelling hike (maybe Mystery this year?)</li>
<li>Kneader's french toast (STILL haven't had it)</li>
<li>GATTACA movie night with the labbies.</li>
<li>rodeo (Saturday)</li>
<li>take the GRE (yuck.)</li>
<li>Harry Potter</li>
<li>see Tara's baby (to be born in mid July)</li>
<li>Seven Peaks</li>
<li>glow in the dark ultimate</li>
<li>any other fun and random thing I decide to do.</li>
</ul><div>I love summer.</div>Marenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11146000282141069830noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3437671367783913991.post-6710049647651958772011-06-06T21:13:00.001-07:002011-06-06T21:13:32.530-07:00Remember that time?Remember how I love ultimate frisbee? Well, let's just say it's been WAY too long since I've played. And today was just fantastically awesome. I love that sport.Marenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11146000282141069830noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3437671367783913991.post-81586522474856650632011-06-02T18:21:00.000-07:002011-06-02T18:21:10.387-07:00trip to MD.Maryland was HOT and HUMID. Holy cow, it was such horrible weather. But, despite that, Jocelyn and Skyler's wedding was spectacularly beautiful. I am so so glad I got to be a part of the whole event and got to be there to spend it with them. Although, I'm convinced that most of the people at the reception ended the night thinking I was a total nut job. Oh well. :)<br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3LBruVFxSwg/Teg1aDObgLI/AAAAAAAAAQs/TNn66Hb4UsI/s1600/DSC02505.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3LBruVFxSwg/Teg1aDObgLI/AAAAAAAAAQs/TNn66Hb4UsI/s320/DSC02505.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Rita's!!! Seriously, we need one of these places here. SO SO SO delicious.</div><br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BXB2lrZ_nwI/Teg1xKMFjcI/AAAAAAAAAQw/zb5PJ1DcuXs/s1600/DSC02507.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BXB2lrZ_nwI/Teg1xKMFjcI/AAAAAAAAAQw/zb5PJ1DcuXs/s320/DSC02507.jpg" width="213" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">This is when we were packing up Jocelyn's room..ruby red Dorthy shoes, sword, and Renaissance hat</div><br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iaN3EtlO5R4/Teg10s7PAYI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/qbn2Z6FSjmU/s1600/DSC02524.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iaN3EtlO5R4/Teg10s7PAYI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/qbn2Z6FSjmU/s320/DSC02524.jpg" width="213" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">taking pictures! </div><br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2IJHaa_1KTk/Teg11iGkjqI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/eGbKiG9GaGY/s1600/DSC02525.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2IJHaa_1KTk/Teg11iGkjqI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/eGbKiG9GaGY/s320/DSC02525.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Can you tell how sweaty I am? Did I mention it was HOT? Oh, this is Stephanie. :)</div><br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhK4pkM1lMzocpiZnGY4gAgsZgOzT4HI5vTF_aa5oMmEfm2vyAvQR1rP8DcuhkUmzKiK0VSPdYT4A7KF2fGJYz7KE3rTYYhuFfTJB_edoXsw6wW6gsG0R31cjrtbhb-ahHRmC7OecldL3r0/s1600/DSC02526.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhK4pkM1lMzocpiZnGY4gAgsZgOzT4HI5vTF_aa5oMmEfm2vyAvQR1rP8DcuhkUmzKiK0VSPdYT4A7KF2fGJYz7KE3rTYYhuFfTJB_edoXsw6wW6gsG0R31cjrtbhb-ahHRmC7OecldL3r0/s320/DSC02526.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">One of the centerpieces at the reception. Everything looked amazing!</div><br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2jTU4puaPcStOL2bgZ0uBZut1kVFqyIrEFtu7bItGGvmxbvWkHGZv6lkKzRjm-F-a5KEAszuK7AlUOulovRsWz5PnQtD37iPK3nqpEnDPqqAwJup8S5WErQQXqnuQhASBgt1qNmLIYEM-/s1600/DSC02550.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2jTU4puaPcStOL2bgZ0uBZut1kVFqyIrEFtu7bItGGvmxbvWkHGZv6lkKzRjm-F-a5KEAszuK7AlUOulovRsWz5PnQtD37iPK3nqpEnDPqqAwJup8S5WErQQXqnuQhASBgt1qNmLIYEM-/s320/DSC02550.jpg" width="213" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">On Tuesday I went to the aquarium in Baltimore. I liked this shirt. :)</div><br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-K6wo96FttTA/Teg15FmYQiI/AAAAAAAAARI/Kq6AYMq8IEc/s1600/DSC02556.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-K6wo96FttTA/Teg15FmYQiI/AAAAAAAAARI/Kq6AYMq8IEc/s320/DSC02556.jpg" width="213" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I also decided (at the aquarium) that jelly fish are my favorite sea creature.</div><br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QgLHKPKJDqI/Teg16A4L4WI/AAAAAAAAARM/q4BqpHyV9l8/s1600/DSC02564.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QgLHKPKJDqI/Teg16A4L4WI/AAAAAAAAARM/q4BqpHyV9l8/s320/DSC02564.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Me-hanging out in the Inner Harbor. (I had another Rita's, of course)</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">All in all, it was a fantastic trip. When I got home I went straight to training for my tennis teaching job that starts on Monday. I think it's going to be really fun! And today, was an absolutely beautiful day. :)</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div>Marenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11146000282141069830noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3437671367783913991.post-33763646565513157122011-05-22T19:38:00.001-07:002011-05-22T19:38:51.654-07:00I'm in love with this cake.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-f6HfR1KSHZk/TdnIidnj7UI/AAAAAAAAAQo/DtnjVqtcpwA/s1600/cake.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-f6HfR1KSHZk/TdnIidnj7UI/AAAAAAAAAQo/DtnjVqtcpwA/s320/cake.jpg" width="224" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;">From: highestheels.tumblr.com</span></div>Marenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11146000282141069830noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3437671367783913991.post-91262561248706781512011-05-21T14:16:00.000-07:002011-05-21T14:25:00.721-07:00vacation!<div style="text-align: left;">I had a much needed break from this college town the last two and a half weeks. I went home for most of it and spent some time at Catalina Island with the fam. My two favorite boys have now entered the MTC to serve their missions. I am so very happy for them and proud of them! You can check out the blog my mom is going to be updating-<a href="http://eldersettinger.blogspot.com/">eldersettinger.blogspot.com</a>. I already miss them. Here are some pictures from my vacation home.</div><div><br /></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="margin-right: auto; margin-left: auto;"><img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-izWG1tp6GwY/Tdgs7cMSaDI/AAAAAAAAAQI/on-s_xlHoeE/s320/DSC02485.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609282735581587506" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /></span><div style="text-align: center;">Ames scuba diving</div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PYmJyOCba4c/Tdgs6kIuB4I/AAAAAAAAAQA/kE5ss2jxqwA/s1600/DSC02483.JPG" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); " onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PYmJyOCba4c/Tdgs6kIuB4I/AAAAAAAAAQA/kE5ss2jxqwA/s320/DSC02483.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609282720534235010" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Kyle scuba diving</div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuGSm7lPqqa2IyeZDs5_1GxS6PkZYQ6rBt89NhVUMCKOVXZWuBOSGEJcv7fsz3Fl13RqtTMO4S34anTCaDXf0CcRC7_N6IouXrczn4o8h1BsgqBCFw_c6qqOf15NyllWzrHFLcStk7AYfH/s1600/DSC02488.JPG" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); " onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuGSm7lPqqa2IyeZDs5_1GxS6PkZYQ6rBt89NhVUMCKOVXZWuBOSGEJcv7fsz3Fl13RqtTMO4S34anTCaDXf0CcRC7_N6IouXrczn4o8h1BsgqBCFw_c6qqOf15NyllWzrHFLcStk7AYfH/s320/DSC02488.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609282715979598530" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /></a></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; ">Mom and I waiting for the dingy back to our "hotel" (my uncle's boat)</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" ><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuGSm7lPqqa2IyeZDs5_1GxS6PkZYQ6rBt89NhVUMCKOVXZWuBOSGEJcv7fsz3Fl13RqtTMO4S34anTCaDXf0CcRC7_N6IouXrczn4o8h1BsgqBCFw_c6qqOf15NyllWzrHFLcStk7AYfH/s1600/DSC02488.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"></a></span><img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ygdbG_9O4KA/Tdgs809fUFI/AAAAAAAAAQY/edZcdwx6Zt4/s320/_MG_4399.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609282759410274386" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /></span><div style="text-align: center;">My mom really wanted a family picture but it was really windy...so there you go.</div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dM6dLc9QU4Y/Tdgs8X7z3GI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/8y1XZb-x9bA/s320/P1000022.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609282751618604130" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; ">And there they are...walking into the MTC!</span></span></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; ">Tonight-BYU rugby plays Cal in the national championship game. Go Cougars!!! </span></span></div>Marenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11146000282141069830noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3437671367783913991.post-62384626848818475602011-04-30T15:29:00.001-07:002011-04-30T15:57:23.636-07:00crawfishin!<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GF9fnyea6zE/TbySS5cPStI/AAAAAAAAAPE/To999q5tQcA/s1600/DSC02460.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"></a><div style="text-align: left;">This last week I went crayfish collecting for work in Mississippi. It was a lot of fun! Here are some pictures:</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsnqje8Mx83zFeIanhgcr-zGG-3rEP6bja3mSzWcBLLO2Yg7FfiHMjPfKOnfgA0buLgOIcVZZh8N8gH_SkMhJ22KjLQDMLrp-KHh9pZQ5I54Sa8kLpGhxXH3XdeztSjW7WOoCujfJD1yAL/s1600/DSC02311.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsnqje8Mx83zFeIanhgcr-zGG-3rEP6bja3mSzWcBLLO2Yg7FfiHMjPfKOnfgA0buLgOIcVZZh8N8gH_SkMhJ22KjLQDMLrp-KHh9pZQ5I54Sa8kLpGhxXH3XdeztSjW7WOoCujfJD1yAL/s320/DSC02311.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601508175691466722" /></span></a><div style="text-align: center;">Eating a crawfish. It was a little gross to rip apart their tail from their head.</div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qazIz19tHAU/TbyONFNlGHI/AAAAAAAAANk/DnwmZWxVEP4/s320/DSC02313.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601508391930632306" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /></span><div style="text-align: center;">Our first hole! We dug up to my shoulder but no crayfish, it was too dry</div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WZvxUAXLeto/TbyOs7S23LI/AAAAAAAAAOE/MCbCmZakb10/s1600/DSC02361.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-J1TcHqS4VGE/TbyOrkrKZbI/AAAAAAAAANs/M7C209C3JNY/s320/DSC02330.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601508915772286386" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /></span></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span">This mud was much more wet. Black mud clear up my arm. Keith got one <i>Fallicambarus</i> but no one else got one. </span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WZvxUAXLeto/TbyOs7S23LI/AAAAAAAAAOE/MCbCmZakb10/s320/DSC02361.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601508939024227506" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px; " /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span">Jesse loved his Po Boy...until it came back to haunt him.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzUIvQMFRG2wS_8zMKIS3h6BqNoS890H0SFFKuIIKnZX43q9nU3QIkTsZ-GyN8LuOhg2RG2N5Fb2gq9FR70GdXZdwdnWm6HtkEjaJvx8YU1Q6FGWuoFR-fijIr4-2ma4XdiK9q-SZ8CUoZ/s320/DSC02358.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601508934870243058" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px; " />Ben looking for crawfish<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BsT0UTRqkfo/TbyOsL3NYdI/AAAAAAAAAN0/00Q-batg6ig/s1600/DSC02339.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BsT0UTRqkfo/TbyOsL3NYdI/AAAAAAAAAN0/00Q-batg6ig/s320/DSC02339.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601508926291796434" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /></a></span></span>Me looking for crawfish in the swamp. We luckily didn't see any gators :)</div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BsT0UTRqkfo/TbyOsL3NYdI/AAAAAAAAAN0/00Q-batg6ig/s1600/DSC02339.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzUIvQMFRG2wS_8zMKIS3h6BqNoS890H0SFFKuIIKnZX43q9nU3QIkTsZ-GyN8LuOhg2RG2N5Fb2gq9FR70GdXZdwdnWm6HtkEjaJvx8YU1Q6FGWuoFR-fijIr4-2ma4XdiK9q-SZ8CUoZ/s1600/DSC02358.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"></a></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzUIvQMFRG2wS_8zMKIS3h6BqNoS890H0SFFKuIIKnZX43q9nU3QIkTsZ-GyN8LuOhg2RG2N5Fb2gq9FR70GdXZdwdnWm6HtkEjaJvx8YU1Q6FGWuoFR-fijIr4-2ma4XdiK9q-SZ8CUoZ/s1600/DSC02358.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"></a><img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-khIM93pBgYo/TbyOtD946eI/AAAAAAAAAOM/tK_owJ-tSF4/s320/DSC02374.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601508941352200674" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /></span><div style="text-align: center;">On Wednesday, the largest tornado storm in 4 decades hit the South. We think we missed several tornadoes by 30 minutes or an hour. It was really sad to see the devastation. This used to be a house.</div></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-A6eWz7BxOw9Wchf0yhcFRrjNYR2M6KM_uBLNfHcj11UpZt_xk4zm-6sZAm-T8Ix9LV1nGLYlpnfDAdD0uAO7buvZ4ulPbU0-XCV60y3t6Ns7MPNRsyDZm-Lj7xuP-9VKTJ5kpWeocP2R/s320/DSC02380.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601510429587572882" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;">A huge tree that was uprooted. We passed an entire forest that had been uprooted.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mACJklzMJnw/TbyQT1G0OmI/AAAAAAAAAOc/ZEhMkIPAiXs/s320/DSC02389.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601510706889636450" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;">Heather and her form 1 male she dug in the hard clay for!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AgVmyoT7aCI/TbyQmn74DuI/AAAAAAAAAOk/iO23DhcqX7s/s320/DSC02393.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601511029771603682" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;">Looking for more crawfish. Isn't it pretty?</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-et8gX7rYVe0/TbyQ7_wRdLI/AAAAAAAAAOs/zrO6JHmV2wI/s320/DSC02394.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601511396942640306" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;">Seeing what species the crayfish is</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WJEtSh9td2I/TbyRT_J68AI/AAAAAAAAAO0/2J43uI6qwqg/s320/DSC02424.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601511809098641410" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;">We went to this awesome BBQ restaurant made from junk. It was DELICIOUS! Check out their story <a href="http://theshedbbq.com/about/history/">here</a>.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mKR-yAdMZcg/TbySD3eMqLI/AAAAAAAAAO8/ct7MIf42KFQ/s320/DSC02431.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601512631669926066" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;">Ben and I at The Shed. Oh man, that food was seriously SO good.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GF9fnyea6zE/TbySS5cPStI/AAAAAAAAAPE/To999q5tQcA/s1600/DSC02460.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GF9fnyea6zE/TbySS5cPStI/AAAAAAAAAPE/To999q5tQcA/s320/DSC02460.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601512889896618706" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /></span></a><div style="text-align: center; ">The last thing we did was go to the beach! That's Ben and I swimming out there. We saw a bunch of sting rays, they were cool! </div><div style="text-align: center; "><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">All in all it was an awesome trip! We were really lucky to avoid the tornadoes and we got the crayfish we were after. It was tons of fun! :)</div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mKR-yAdMZcg/TbySD3eMqLI/AAAAAAAAAO8/ct7MIf42KFQ/s1600/DSC02431.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"></a></div>Marenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11146000282141069830noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3437671367783913991.post-19801121312454372902011-04-23T11:14:00.000-07:002011-04-23T11:35:28.397-07:00Happy Easter!Happy Easter!! I have always loved Easter. This video is amazing. Please watch it.<div><br /><object style="height: 390px; width: 640px" width="640" height="390"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/oXrOG02NMB0?version=3"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/oXrOG02NMB0?version=3" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="500" height="390"></embed></object><div><br /></div><div>I am so grateful that Jesus Christ suffered and died so that we, as God's children, can live. Easter is a time for us to reflect on that great sacrifice. I know that Jesus Christ is my Savior and Redeemer and without Him I could not progress in this life or in the next. He suffered, bled, and died for ME and for every other person on this Earth. He loves us and is always there for us, even in our dark, lonely hours-especially then. I hope I can try to be more like Him and feel His love for all of God's children because I know that His love for them is unmeasurable. He lives! </div></div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">"Savior, Redeemer of my soul,</div><div style="text-align: center;">Whose mighty hand hat made me whole,</div><div style="text-align: center;">Whose wondrous power hath raised me up</div><div style="text-align: center;">And filled with sweet my bitter cup!</div><div style="text-align: center;">What tongue my gratitude can tell,</div><div style="text-align: center;">O gracious God of Israel."</div><div style="text-align: center;">-Savior, Redeemer of My Soul</div><div style="text-align: center;">(<span class="Apple-style-span">my favorite hymn, #112 in the LDS hymn book</span><span class="Apple-style-span">)</span></div>Marenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11146000282141069830noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3437671367783913991.post-79699249636394830632011-04-09T21:27:00.000-07:002011-04-09T21:32:58.916-07:00weekends go so fastI can never believe how fast weekends go! It's already Saturday night! I'm being SUPER exciting and doing homework, currently waiting for a 205 MB file to download. It's taking forever. We had Jocelyn's bridal shower today, it was super fun! Sarah's and Rachelle's were earlier this week and they were fun too! Yay for weddings! <div><br /></div><div>So, in preparation for the bridal shower today, I was cleaning our apartment. I really hate vacuuming our floor because hair always gets stuck up in the vacuum and I don't like having to cut it out. So, I googled ways to get the hair up before vacuuming cuz let's face it, with three girls the hair is unavoidable (and I shed enough for 4 girls.) One site said to scrape across the floor with a rubber flip flop. I was skeptical. But, it worked WONDERFULLY! It was like magic! No more clogged vacuum! Hooray!</div><div><br /></div><div>Also, my 21 birthday is on Monday. You'd think I would plan something incredibly exciting. But no, I'll go to work and school and FHE. Haha, woohoO! :)</div><div><br /></div><div>Three days left of classes. Eight til I'm done with finals. </div><div><br /></div>Marenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11146000282141069830noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3437671367783913991.post-53870307027157533112011-04-03T18:57:00.000-07:002011-04-03T19:05:11.650-07:00flying hot dogsOn Friday night, Lizzy and I went to the men's volleyball game. They had free hot dogs and churros! We only ate the churros and they were delicious. Then, during the game, they realized they had lots of extra hot dogs. So, what do they do? They throw them into the crowd, of course! We were soon being attacked by masses of flying hot dogs (wrapped in foil). Lizzy almost got pelted in the face. It was hilarious. But, these hot dogs looked SO gross. Seriously. Especially after they had been thrown all over, the bun was a squished mess of wonder bread and the dogs were broken and looked a lukewarm temperature. Some fell on the ground, others were frantically fought over. All in all, incredibly entertaining. Sort of felt like I had fallen into "Cloudy with a Chance of Meatballs" from my childhood. <div><br /></div><div>Only 8 days of classes left! Time flies, I tell you!</div>Marenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11146000282141069830noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3437671367783913991.post-71366865743584505212011-03-23T20:20:00.000-07:002011-03-23T20:26:08.388-07:00Spring and JimmerDid you know the first day of spring was on Sunday? You wouldn't know if you were living in Provo like me. Yesterday, it snow/rain/slushed and then was sunny and then was cold again. Today, it was a beautiful, sunny 50ยบ. Forecast for tomorrow? Rain/Snow. WHAT?! It's like the weather is bipolar. I WANT SPRING! <div><br /></div><div>School is crazy. Only 3 weeks left in the semester and SO much left to do.</div><div><br /></div><div>Oh. I don't know if you heard, but Jimmer and the Cougars are in the SWEET SIXTEEN! SO proud to be a cougar! The game's tomorrow at 5:27 pm MST. WATCH it. Speaking of Jimmer, my friend wrote a pretty awesome blog post about him and a famous woman. Read it, it'll make you smile: http://arrowx.com/life/ I personally think Jimmer should marry me, but that's just my opinion. ;)</div><div><br /></div><div>And now, to practice choir conducting. I can't express how thrilled I am. </div><div><br /></div><div>In the words of Relient K:</div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px; ">And tomorrow, I know,</span></div><div style="text-align: center; font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px; ">Will be rainy at best.</div><div style="text-align: center; font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px; ">And the forecast, I know,</div><div style="text-align: center; font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px; ">Is that I'll be depressed.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><div style="text-align: center;">But I'll wait outside</div></span><span class="Apple-style-span" ><div style="text-align: center;">Hoping that I'll catch sight of the sun.</div></span></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center; font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px; ">Because on and off,</div><div style="text-align: center; font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px; ">The clouds have fought</div><div style="text-align: center; font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px; ">Their control over the sky</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><div style="text-align: center;">And lately the weather</div></span><span class="Apple-style-span" ><div style="text-align: center;">Has been so Bi-polar</div></span><span class="Apple-style-span" ><div style="text-align: center;">And Consequently so have I</div></span></div>Marenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11146000282141069830noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3437671367783913991.post-8280826813128500062011-03-13T18:37:00.000-07:002011-03-13T18:42:29.640-07:00fire & stars.On Friday night, I went with a bunch of friends to the classic roller skating rink. It was hilariously fun. I was not very good and two of the guys with us were crazy good-doing back handsprings on roller skates. It was crazy. I have two massive blisters on my ankle from it but it was fun! After skating and ice cream we ventured past Spanish Fork to some tiny rural town to a bonfire. I love fire, I'm a bit of a pyro. We sat under the stars and watched the fire smolder. It made me realize the number one thing I miss about home-doing EVERYTHING outside. You can see SO many more stars at home and it's warm enough to do stuff outside almost year round. I love it. I also went on a hike on Saturday in Pleasant Grove. I am ready for summer people! No more snow, just livin' it up outside in the sun! I might fall apart if it snows again, but I won't get my hopes up too high. <div><br /></div><div>And now, back to writing my paper for Survey of World Religions. And maybe reading some ochem...maybe. </div>Marenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11146000282141069830noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3437671367783913991.post-83437798662212426052011-03-05T08:36:00.001-08:002011-03-05T08:41:21.566-08:00waiting, waiting, waiting.I have become a compulsive e-mail checker. I check at least 10 times a day. The majority of the time there are no new e-mails. Bah. I'm waiting to hear from 5 more of the places I applied for internships to. Then I can actually plan my summer. It's driving me CRAZY!!! I just want to know! I need to know where I will be so I can buy a plane ticket to Jocelyn's wedding and I just don't like the feeling of my life being up in the air.Marenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11146000282141069830noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3437671367783913991.post-57768855299337197292011-02-27T18:51:00.000-08:002011-02-27T19:14:42.478-08:00the world is a carousel of color!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOK4LeuKd03wmPfRaRTTRtUN8y1_fxxPIXJM1JVXkznCKbpuPWKp566CiGDiWFZETuEZlEIH64TTlQxnsdBUVaLcpdsqAK6SMPDM9VguIUokCEr0Eti-by6W4x5tOmfBjqnyV9aQkNyKO5/s1600/woc.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOK4LeuKd03wmPfRaRTTRtUN8y1_fxxPIXJM1JVXkznCKbpuPWKp566CiGDiWFZETuEZlEIH64TTlQxnsdBUVaLcpdsqAK6SMPDM9VguIUokCEr0Eti-by6W4x5tOmfBjqnyV9aQkNyKO5/s320/woc.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578569204861134562" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /></a><div style="text-align: center; ">(carousel of color!!)</div><div style="text-align: left; ">How cool is THAT!? The World of Color show at California adventure is absolutely incredible. It was my favorite part of our Disneyland trip. It's a water show that has lots of shooting water like the picture and they project movie clips from almost every Disney movie on mists of water. Bubbles flew all over the audience during "Under the Sea" and Zurg was made completely of lasers. It was seriously the coolest thing I have ever seen. Totally worth waiting the first night for an hour and a half when they didn't do it because of wind and then another hour for the night we actually saw it. SO COOL! Everyone should see it before they die.</div><div style="text-align: left; "><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5F90x6X4XQY/TWsSDmjD7NI/AAAAAAAAANM/Mu6oB9CZzUE/s1600/DSC02262.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5F90x6X4XQY/TWsSDmjD7NI/AAAAAAAAANM/Mu6oB9CZzUE/s320/DSC02262.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578572416525003986" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">California Screamin'</div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7dc0PbDbp5A/TWsSDeu-K2I/AAAAAAAAANE/bst5BZhnK8E/s1600/DSC02195.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7dc0PbDbp5A/TWsSDeu-K2I/AAAAAAAAANE/bst5BZhnK8E/s320/DSC02195.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578572414427474786" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">In line for Toy Story Mania (SO fun!-I was the first one on the ride on Monday morning!)</div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-M3EY71YnLxo/TWsSC11F0kI/AAAAAAAAAM8/ZokuIY_K1zY/s1600/DSC02254.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-M3EY71YnLxo/TWsSC11F0kI/AAAAAAAAAM8/ZokuIY_K1zY/s320/DSC02254.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578572403447288386" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">being artsy at the beach. </div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhk-eUZpoZ_-zcZLEqIKg1Yr3XCIuJU-goGJF6MDu9MBe4LwZXtjRy8b7Kh-i-zqER0OXuODZILKD4d0-drjfwHD7LYmNGFjSGdSM1fPRNZ3P4e05fTpEm6_5OG_ZuiIUTo4zfJTD51nUge/s1600/DSC02214.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhk-eUZpoZ_-zcZLEqIKg1Yr3XCIuJU-goGJF6MDu9MBe4LwZXtjRy8b7Kh-i-zqER0OXuODZILKD4d0-drjfwHD7LYmNGFjSGdSM1fPRNZ3P4e05fTpEm6_5OG_ZuiIUTo4zfJTD51nUge/s320/DSC02214.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578572399455925650" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">this was after we waited for an hour and a half for world of color the first night. Kyle got cut out :( </div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0U-L31qM8Ss/TWsSCVQcauI/AAAAAAAAAMs/Rybeyd_zwHg/s1600/DSC02198.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0U-L31qM8Ss/TWsSCVQcauI/AAAAAAAAAMs/Rybeyd_zwHg/s320/DSC02198.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578572394703645410" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Lightning McQueen!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">It was a fabulous trip. Getting back to real life was a little difficult, especially with two huge tests this last week. Only one this week. Just remember, the world is a carousel of color! <span class="Apple-style-span" >(carousel of color!) </span>Hahahaha :) </div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOK4LeuKd03wmPfRaRTTRtUN8y1_fxxPIXJM1JVXkznCKbpuPWKp566CiGDiWFZETuEZlEIH64TTlQxnsdBUVaLcpdsqAK6SMPDM9VguIUokCEr0Eti-by6W4x5tOmfBjqnyV9aQkNyKO5/s1600/woc.jpg"></a><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>Marenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11146000282141069830noreply@blogger.com0