<?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-7826016446710208892</id><updated>2012-02-16T01:52:39.983-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Paige's Page</title><subtitle type='html'>little bit of this and a little bit of that</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Paige</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17050524198879678110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/SlqnghxCeaI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4iwh6a8hq24/S220/HPIM1051.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>140</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7826016446710208892.post-7753418647539084204</id><published>2011-09-11T19:55:00.010-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-11T21:06:41.528-06:00</updated><title type='text'>treather!</title><content type='html'>You don't know what you you've got til it's gone. And by this, I'm referring to the Summer ending and being replaced by the cold rain we've received today. However, this Summer had quite an exciting ending! Trevor and Heather tied the knot! My brothers getting married meant I got to travel to &lt;a href="http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2009/06/far-across-country.html"&gt;new places&lt;/a&gt;--so we were off to Minnesota for the wedding! Then back to Utah for another reception. Check out these pictures of the celebration:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-huXMQjhaghk/Tm1rRorczeI/AAAAAAAAAlo/QbeRmNKuk6s/s1600/IMG_3181.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-huXMQjhaghk/Tm1rRorczeI/AAAAAAAAAlo/QbeRmNKuk6s/s320/IMG_3181.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651291058141449698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Advice for the bride and groom?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oRXaf-Ap4iU/Tm1qyk5KXxI/AAAAAAAAAk4/HqpcWU-WizM/s1600/DSCN1573.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oRXaf-Ap4iU/Tm1qyk5KXxI/AAAAAAAAAk4/HqpcWU-WizM/s320/DSCN1573.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651290524549275410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Newlyweds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ti4CL0C4s4A/Tm1qzO4ThLI/AAAAAAAAAlY/NNNqoje0png/s1600/IMG_3220.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ti4CL0C4s4A/Tm1qzO4ThLI/AAAAAAAAAlY/NNNqoje0png/s320/IMG_3220.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651290535819969714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Brotherly Love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g7P0gSmA4Ig/Tm1rRr1lqtI/AAAAAAAAAlw/bLPYNfr920c/s1600/IMG_3184.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g7P0gSmA4Ig/Tm1rRr1lqtI/AAAAAAAAAlw/bLPYNfr920c/s320/IMG_3184.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651291058989279954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Credit to Aunt Tamara and Mom for the beautiful decorations&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-83tBb7KieGQ/Tm1sM1lRLEI/AAAAAAAAAl4/qMEGdnStHCI/s1600/IMG_3198%2B%25282%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-83tBb7KieGQ/Tm1sM1lRLEI/AAAAAAAAAl4/qMEGdnStHCI/s320/IMG_3198%2B%25282%2529.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651292075217464386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Did I mention the reception was at the Springville Museum of Art?&lt;br /&gt;Just one of the many great statues there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rxaGvKC8GT8/Tm1rRU4vC6I/AAAAAAAAAlg/GBBnzNVBRwM/s1600/IMG_3225.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rxaGvKC8GT8/Tm1rRU4vC6I/AAAAAAAAAlg/GBBnzNVBRwM/s320/IMG_3225.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651291052828461986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cousins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xhBi1Ap4NR0/Tm1qzFIrKvI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/-lwgjazbQqE/s1600/IMG_3204.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xhBi1Ap4NR0/Tm1qzFIrKvI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/-lwgjazbQqE/s320/IMG_3204.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651290533204273906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Whoopie! Trevor and Heather tied the knot-08/13/2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/7826016446710208892-7753418647539084204?l=paigespageblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7753418647539084204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2011/09/threather.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/7753418647539084204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/7753418647539084204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2011/09/threather.html' title='treather!'/><author><name>Paige</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17050524198879678110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/SlqnghxCeaI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4iwh6a8hq24/S220/HPIM1051.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-huXMQjhaghk/Tm1rRorczeI/AAAAAAAAAlo/QbeRmNKuk6s/s72-c/IMG_3181.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7826016446710208892.post-3418691054256223261</id><published>2011-07-22T21:15:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-22T21:23:04.609-06:00</updated><title type='text'>hello again</title><content type='html'>Okay, this summer break has been long enough. You know your blogging skills are lacking when the last post is from about four months ago. So, I'll have to catch up a little bit on what's been going on lately. There's even pictures, if you don't want to take the time to read! Let's start back in April...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I went with&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2011/07/hi_22.html"&gt;Aaron &lt;/a&gt;to General Conference in Salt Lake for the first time ever. It was pretty great. Here's us at temple square.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KxHyYQcx0Dc/Tio303sMXZI/AAAAAAAAAjs/nUlHFuOBb6E/s1600/Photo0181.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KxHyYQcx0Dc/Tio303sMXZI/AAAAAAAAAjs/nUlHFuOBb6E/s320/Photo0181.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632375665422261650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We went to the Manti pageant, also really good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bmPqqeHK1uI/Tio4xCVCAiI/AAAAAAAAAj0/tefEEXoI3yw/s1600/HPIM1927.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 317px; height: 235px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bmPqqeHK1uI/Tio4xCVCAiI/AAAAAAAAAj0/tefEEXoI3yw/s320/HPIM1927.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632376699070054946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-S3hn9DkKAbk/Tio4xRik-gI/AAAAAAAAAj8/0y-MLp4gIco/s1600/HPIM1929.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-S3hn9DkKAbk/Tio4xRik-gI/AAAAAAAAAj8/0y-MLp4gIco/s320/HPIM1929.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632376703153404418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We haven't quite mastered the art of taking pictures of ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Got to visit good ole Hockinson. Nothing much has changed, and I don't think I've missed much either, but it was fun! Plus we got to go wakeboarding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kw2KuhtfZBE/Tio5iYz-AYI/AAAAAAAAAkE/kCMR1iM1_UY/s1600/HPIM1937.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kw2KuhtfZBE/Tio5iYz-AYI/AAAAAAAAAkE/kCMR1iM1_UY/s320/HPIM1937.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632377546918986114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today, I went up to Salt Lake to buy a much needed bike. &lt;a href="http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2011/07/rip.html"&gt;(Here's why.)&lt;/a&gt; And this is the bike I got, even though it was very difficult to find, and put in the trunk of the car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xuO_pjzqr84/Tio6OxcEllI/AAAAAAAAAkM/O-VwUSwysQ4/s1600/trek_calypsowmn_whiteblue.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 208px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xuO_pjzqr84/Tio6OxcEllI/AAAAAAAAAkM/O-VwUSwysQ4/s320/trek_calypsowmn_whiteblue.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632378309443884626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's a glimpse of some of the things I've been up to this summer. Hopefully I won't fall so far behind again!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7826016446710208892-3418691054256223261?l=paigespageblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3418691054256223261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2011/07/hello-again.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/3418691054256223261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/3418691054256223261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2011/07/hello-again.html' title='hello again'/><author><name>Paige</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17050524198879678110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/SlqnghxCeaI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4iwh6a8hq24/S220/HPIM1051.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KxHyYQcx0Dc/Tio303sMXZI/AAAAAAAAAjs/nUlHFuOBb6E/s72-c/Photo0181.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7826016446710208892.post-111348916447536260</id><published>2011-07-22T21:10:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-22T21:18:59.065-06:00</updated><title type='text'>hi.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hi. This is Aaron.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-agGrpzdnLe4/Tio9hzl_aaI/AAAAAAAAAkk/wOCOvLNzDFk/s1600/downsized_0710111646.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 246px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-agGrpzdnLe4/Tio9hzl_aaI/AAAAAAAAAkk/wOCOvLNzDFk/s320/downsized_0710111646.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632381934974757282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7826016446710208892-111348916447536260?l=paigespageblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/feeds/111348916447536260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2011/07/hi_22.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/111348916447536260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/111348916447536260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2011/07/hi_22.html' title='hi.'/><author><name>Paige</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17050524198879678110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/SlqnghxCeaI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4iwh6a8hq24/S220/HPIM1051.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-agGrpzdnLe4/Tio9hzl_aaI/AAAAAAAAAkk/wOCOvLNzDFk/s72-c/downsized_0710111646.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7826016446710208892.post-4108698529206813771</id><published>2011-07-22T21:09:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-22T21:15:52.956-06:00</updated><title type='text'>R.I.P.</title><content type='html'>The Acura CL has definitely seen better days. Currently it is sitting in the parking lot and will plan on staying there for awhile now. Every time I drive it, it dies whenever I put the clutch in so I look like the dumb driver that stalls my car at every stoplight. It's kind of a bummer not having quick transportation, but a bike will do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7826016446710208892-4108698529206813771?l=paigespageblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4108698529206813771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2011/07/rip.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/4108698529206813771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/4108698529206813771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2011/07/rip.html' title='R.I.P.'/><author><name>Paige</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17050524198879678110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/SlqnghxCeaI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4iwh6a8hq24/S220/HPIM1051.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7826016446710208892.post-8960742698032098046</id><published>2011-04-11T21:36:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-04-11T21:39:16.719-06:00</updated><title type='text'>sometimes its just the thought that counts</title><content type='html'>For visiting teaching, Kristen and I decided to make chocolate chip cookies for our girls we visit. Unfortunately, one by one, they were all eaten before we got out the door. But it wasn't just us that ate them, so it's okay... I would call this one of the biggest visiting teaching fails. This is why I never make cookies--a lack of self control sometimes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7826016446710208892-8960742698032098046?l=paigespageblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8960742698032098046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2011/04/sometimes-its-just-thought-that-counts.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/8960742698032098046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/8960742698032098046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2011/04/sometimes-its-just-thought-that-counts.html' title='sometimes its just the thought that counts'/><author><name>Paige</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17050524198879678110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/SlqnghxCeaI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4iwh6a8hq24/S220/HPIM1051.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7826016446710208892.post-2945541316869319647</id><published>2011-01-04T20:01:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-04T20:15:57.443-07:00</updated><title type='text'>back to school</title><content type='html'>Classes today made me realize that Christmas break is over and it's time to get back to the grind! Here are some snapshots of what the Holiday was like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/TSPgb3Ae1II/AAAAAAAAAgE/djPBhu6UUrc/s1600/IMG_4260.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/TSPgb3Ae1II/AAAAAAAAAgE/djPBhu6UUrc/s320/IMG_4260.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558533134332384386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/TSPgbstWeNI/AAAAAAAAAf8/DR7l5WY2NP8/s1600/IMG_4254.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/TSPgbstWeNI/AAAAAAAAAf8/DR7l5WY2NP8/s320/IMG_4254.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558533131567790290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/TSPhR_HHIvI/AAAAAAAAAgU/S855M8NG4gI/s1600/IMG_4294.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/TSPhR_HHIvI/AAAAAAAAAgU/S855M8NG4gI/s320/IMG_4294.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558534064220611314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/TSPhRvKGw4I/AAAAAAAAAgM/uO3Zteov-2U/s1600/IMG_4295.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/TSPhRvKGw4I/AAAAAAAAAgM/uO3Zteov-2U/s320/IMG_4295.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558534059938202498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/TSPhSCLjAjI/AAAAAAAAAgc/z_INk9fS-qc/s1600/IMG_4302.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; 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cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/TSPgbFUrgyI/AAAAAAAAAfs/thPxXDC7c8Q/s320/IMG_2691-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558533120995328802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/TSPhSm4-RWI/AAAAAAAAAgk/LP90ZEZKmjk/s1600/IMG_4319.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/TSPhSm4-RWI/AAAAAAAAAgk/LP90ZEZKmjk/s320/IMG_4319.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558534074898728290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/TSPgasZJl9I/AAAAAAAAAfk/OHezxGXSZgU/s1600/HPIM2212.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/TSPgasZJl9I/AAAAAAAAAfk/OHezxGXSZgU/s320/HPIM2212.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558533114303190994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7826016446710208892-2945541316869319647?l=paigespageblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2945541316869319647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2011/01/back-to-school.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/2945541316869319647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/2945541316869319647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2011/01/back-to-school.html' title='back to school'/><author><name>Paige</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17050524198879678110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/SlqnghxCeaI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4iwh6a8hq24/S220/HPIM1051.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/TSPgb3Ae1II/AAAAAAAAAgE/djPBhu6UUrc/s72-c/IMG_4260.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7826016446710208892.post-1003092574949599399</id><published>2010-12-14T15:25:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-14T15:38:46.018-07:00</updated><title type='text'>not acceptable.</title><content type='html'>This morning while I was straightening my hair, I found a white hair! I'd like to say it was blonde, but unfortunately it was as white as white gets. I blame either my recent 20th birthday or finals week. Just great, right? Well, maybe it's not too terrible...I guess Stacy London can pull off the white streak just fine!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7826016446710208892-1003092574949599399?l=paigespageblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1003092574949599399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2010/12/not-acceptable.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/1003092574949599399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/1003092574949599399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2010/12/not-acceptable.html' title='not acceptable.'/><author><name>Paige</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17050524198879678110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/SlqnghxCeaI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4iwh6a8hq24/S220/HPIM1051.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7826016446710208892.post-5687648566395937600</id><published>2010-12-05T21:21:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-05T21:24:30.565-07:00</updated><title type='text'>go ducks!</title><content type='html'>Over Thanksgiving break, Trevor and I got to go to an Oregon vs. Arizona football game! Oregon won, of course! Even though it rained the whole time, it was still awesome! The crowd is just slightly more intense than at a BYU football game...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/TPxlYwTgzXI/AAAAAAAAAeA/G-J0-0Pb-Cc/s1600/GetAttachment.aspx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 188px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/TPxlYwTgzXI/AAAAAAAAAeA/G-J0-0Pb-Cc/s320/GetAttachment.aspx.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547420316971617650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7826016446710208892-5687648566395937600?l=paigespageblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5687648566395937600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2010/12/go-ducks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/5687648566395937600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/5687648566395937600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2010/12/go-ducks.html' title='go ducks!'/><author><name>Paige</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17050524198879678110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/SlqnghxCeaI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4iwh6a8hq24/S220/HPIM1051.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/TPxlYwTgzXI/AAAAAAAAAeA/G-J0-0Pb-Cc/s72-c/GetAttachment.aspx.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7826016446710208892.post-4293120030760630640</id><published>2010-12-02T22:46:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T23:47:46.689-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i can see!</title><content type='html'>This morning when I woke up, I thought a miracle had occurred. I went to bed real late and woke up super early--bad combination--and when I opened my eyes I could see! Everything was crystal clear! I could actually read the time on my clock without putting my face six inches away from it. Then I realized I slept with my contacts in...what a disappointment. But I guess on the positive side, I get to wear real glasses whenever I want!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/TPiRV9hQbZI/AAAAAAAAAd4/aloTkTjr4IM/s1600/HPIM1680.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/TPiRV9hQbZI/AAAAAAAAAd4/aloTkTjr4IM/s320/HPIM1680.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546342747584097682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7826016446710208892-4293120030760630640?l=paigespageblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4293120030760630640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-can-see.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/4293120030760630640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/4293120030760630640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-can-see.html' title='i can see!'/><author><name>Paige</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17050524198879678110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/SlqnghxCeaI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4iwh6a8hq24/S220/HPIM1051.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/TPiRV9hQbZI/AAAAAAAAAd4/aloTkTjr4IM/s72-c/HPIM1680.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7826016446710208892.post-7752629338439077175</id><published>2010-11-19T14:40:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-19T14:48:10.716-07:00</updated><title type='text'>harry potter midnight show</title><content type='html'>This is the best Harry Potter movie yet! Watching it last night made me want to re-read the entire series. Realistically though, I just don't have time for that, but I wish I did! The only bad part of the movie is that it leaves it at a complete cliffhanger! Well, I guess it isn't that big of a deal because it's not like I don't know how it ends already...but that's beside the point. It just means that I have to wait until the summer to see part II!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7826016446710208892-7752629338439077175?l=paigespageblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7752629338439077175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2010/11/harry-potter-midnight-show.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/7752629338439077175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/7752629338439077175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2010/11/harry-potter-midnight-show.html' title='harry potter midnight show'/><author><name>Paige</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17050524198879678110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/SlqnghxCeaI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4iwh6a8hq24/S220/HPIM1051.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7826016446710208892.post-8712529957232625999</id><published>2010-11-14T23:03:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-14T23:12:38.426-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i'll get around to it someday...</title><content type='html'>Procrastination makes for the best and worst of times. Right now, I am feeling the negative side-effects of being a procrastinator as I am realizing the to-do list for tonight is continually growing. There is just not enough time in the day for all the things I wish I could do! And studying is not one of them. However, the weekend is over so I guess it's back to the grindstone. (Notice that I am once again putting off school work by writing this blog post...) Just need to make it until Thanksgiving break!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7826016446710208892-8712529957232625999?l=paigespageblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8712529957232625999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2010/11/ill-get-around-to-it-someday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/8712529957232625999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/8712529957232625999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2010/11/ill-get-around-to-it-someday.html' title='i&apos;ll get around to it someday...'/><author><name>Paige</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17050524198879678110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/SlqnghxCeaI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4iwh6a8hq24/S220/HPIM1051.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7826016446710208892.post-2988427511118671607</id><published>2010-10-27T00:26:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-27T00:31:48.168-06:00</updated><title type='text'>not ready for winter</title><content type='html'>It snowed today. My heart dropped a little bit when I noticed. It's funny how in Washington I love the snow, but in Utah I absolutely hate it! It's not even Halloween yet-winter shouldn't be starting!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7826016446710208892-2988427511118671607?l=paigespageblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2988427511118671607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2010/10/not-ready-for-winter.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/2988427511118671607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/2988427511118671607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2010/10/not-ready-for-winter.html' title='not ready for winter'/><author><name>Paige</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17050524198879678110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/SlqnghxCeaI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4iwh6a8hq24/S220/HPIM1051.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7826016446710208892.post-5256321127504127903</id><published>2010-10-20T15:41:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T15:51:05.932-06:00</updated><title type='text'>never ending construction work</title><content type='html'>There is so much construction work going on in Utah, all the time! I am beginning to get a tad annoyed with being woken up by a backhoe scraping against the pavement at 6 A.M. every morning since the start of the semester. Why did they have to decide to fix the street right outside my window? I mean, I think there are a lot of other roads that should be a higher priority than this one!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7826016446710208892-5256321127504127903?l=paigespageblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5256321127504127903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2010/10/never-ending-construction-work.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/5256321127504127903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/5256321127504127903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2010/10/never-ending-construction-work.html' title='never ending construction work'/><author><name>Paige</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17050524198879678110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/SlqnghxCeaI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4iwh6a8hq24/S220/HPIM1051.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7826016446710208892.post-6224931133661574340</id><published>2010-10-10T01:21:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-10T01:36:30.849-06:00</updated><title type='text'>late night pancake run</title><content type='html'>October is unlimited pancake month at IHOP. Of course we (Allison, Kristen, Kara, and I) took advantage of this the other night...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/TLFrPEp0qFI/AAAAAAAAAc8/OjYeG9mqx80/s1600/allison.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 254px; height: 188px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/TLFrPEp0qFI/AAAAAAAAAc8/OjYeG9mqx80/s320/allison.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526316124451678290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/TLFrQIDtRkI/AAAAAAAAAdU/r_v56DNRRX4/s1600/paige.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 248px; height: 185px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/TLFrQIDtRkI/AAAAAAAAAdU/r_v56DNRRX4/s320/paige.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526316142545421890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/TLFrPtyk5_I/AAAAAAAAAdM/h9iiwVJpxQ4/s1600/HPIM1641.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 206px; height: 273px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/TLFrPtyk5_I/AAAAAAAAAdM/h9iiwVJpxQ4/s320/HPIM1641.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526316135494248434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/TLFrPdPQ9YI/AAAAAAAAAdE/MhOW1q-E6yY/s1600/kristen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 252px; height: 189px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/TLFrPdPQ9YI/AAAAAAAAAdE/MhOW1q-E6yY/s320/kristen.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526316131051173250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/TLFrOlK2gxI/AAAAAAAAAc0/ehEyp8l-Cl8/s1600/HPIM1640.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 394px; height: 297px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/TLFrOlK2gxI/AAAAAAAAAc0/ehEyp8l-Cl8/s320/HPIM1640.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526316116000277266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7826016446710208892-6224931133661574340?l=paigespageblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6224931133661574340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2010/10/october-is-unlimited-pancake-month-at.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/6224931133661574340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/6224931133661574340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2010/10/october-is-unlimited-pancake-month-at.html' title='late night pancake run'/><author><name>Paige</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17050524198879678110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/SlqnghxCeaI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4iwh6a8hq24/S220/HPIM1051.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/TLFrPEp0qFI/AAAAAAAAAc8/OjYeG9mqx80/s72-c/allison.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7826016446710208892.post-3136507441470940680</id><published>2010-09-20T14:26:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-20T14:39:00.138-06:00</updated><title type='text'>creepy crawlers</title><content type='html'>I am never sitting in the grass in front of the Benson building again. Okay, thats probably a lie, but I'll be more careful next time! I had an hour before chemistry started I sat down because it was such a nice day outside. After a little while, I felt something on my hand, but figured it was a piece of grass so I didn't bother to look. Then a minute later, I feel it tickling my arm again and I finally glance down and find the hugest spider sitting on my hand! And it was one of those nasty thick and fury kind-the worst ones! I'm pretty sure it was a baby tarantula... Hopefully it didn't look like I lost my composure too much as I jumped up and started flinging it off of me! The worst part though, was the paranoia that spiders were crawling on me during my entire chemistry lecture!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7826016446710208892-3136507441470940680?l=paigespageblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3136507441470940680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2010/09/creepy-crawlers.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/3136507441470940680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/3136507441470940680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2010/09/creepy-crawlers.html' title='creepy crawlers'/><author><name>Paige</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17050524198879678110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/SlqnghxCeaI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4iwh6a8hq24/S220/HPIM1051.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7826016446710208892.post-2221936326160625196</id><published>2010-08-27T00:44:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2010-08-27T01:10:34.389-06:00</updated><title type='text'>she &amp; him</title><content type='html'>I like Zooey Deschannel. (500) Days of Summer is one of my favorite movies-plus the soundtrack is awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/THdjCx9_a9I/AAAAAAAAAb8/K8-pcuC5czY/s1600/600full-%28500%29-days-of-summer-poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 230px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/THdjCx9_a9I/AAAAAAAAAb8/K8-pcuC5czY/s320/600full-%28500%29-days-of-summer-poster.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509981568535325650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And don't forget about her in Elf!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/THdj36CdsKI/AAAAAAAAAcE/t_Blva87sgk/s1600/Zooey-Deschanel-708418.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 269px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/THdj36CdsKI/AAAAAAAAAcE/t_Blva87sgk/s320/Zooey-Deschanel-708418.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509982481234636962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also like her band She &amp;amp; Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/THdigRurTsI/AAAAAAAAAb0/-VHIlaqJ348/s1600/She_Him_Summer_2010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 218px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/THdigRurTsI/AAAAAAAAAb0/-VHIlaqJ348/s320/She_Him_Summer_2010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509980975765606082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily for me, Salt Lake was having a free She &amp;amp; Him concert tonight! So my mom and I went and it was really fun. They sounded great live! The only disappointing part was Ben Gibbard didn't make a guest appearance!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7826016446710208892-2221936326160625196?l=paigespageblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2221936326160625196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2010/08/she-him.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/2221936326160625196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/2221936326160625196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2010/08/she-him.html' title='she &amp; him'/><author><name>Paige</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17050524198879678110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/SlqnghxCeaI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4iwh6a8hq24/S220/HPIM1051.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/THdjCx9_a9I/AAAAAAAAAb8/K8-pcuC5czY/s72-c/600full-%28500%29-days-of-summer-poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7826016446710208892.post-5682024953095924855</id><published>2010-08-13T00:05:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-08-13T00:43:08.332-06:00</updated><title type='text'>S-C-R-A-B-B-L-E</title><content type='html'>Scrabble has never been one of my favorite games, but late last night Trevor, Mom, and I decided to play. The first game didn't last more than two turns each. Mom and I both decided to forfeit after Trevor scored the 150+ point word "bonfires." There was no way we would catch up to him after that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/TGTlDtsRGlI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/xMnTNfAIzFk/s1600/HPIM1637.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/TGTlDtsRGlI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/xMnTNfAIzFk/s320/HPIM1637.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504776496521222738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you noticed that "greif" and "quils" are both spelled wrong, which happen to be the two words that I played. Spelling is obviously not my strong suit! If only someone challenged my misspellings then I wouldn't have perfectly set Trevor up for playing on both Triple Word Scores and using all his letters!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that short lived game we started over and it all came down to the last word I played. Ironically, I won on the word "won," beating Trevor by one point! I must have been bluffing by misspelling during the first game because they would never expect the underdog to win! I think I just had to gloat a little bit because with my spelling ability, that's probably the last game of Scrabble I'll win for awhile!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7826016446710208892-5682024953095924855?l=paigespageblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5682024953095924855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2010/08/s-c-r-b-b-l-e.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/5682024953095924855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/5682024953095924855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2010/08/s-c-r-b-b-l-e.html' title='S-C-R-A-B-B-L-E'/><author><name>Paige</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17050524198879678110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/SlqnghxCeaI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4iwh6a8hq24/S220/HPIM1051.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/TGTlDtsRGlI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/xMnTNfAIzFk/s72-c/HPIM1637.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7826016446710208892.post-2011516256238845765</id><published>2010-08-12T20:45:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2010-08-12T21:04:38.842-06:00</updated><title type='text'>caramel apples</title><content type='html'>My cousin, Guy, is getting married in September and for some reason my mom has volunteered to make "gourmet caramel apples" for the wedding reception. Something like these:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/TGS00W6FG0I/AAAAAAAAAbA/pNEyRO8qUh0/s1600/8appleprod.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 262px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/TGS00W6FG0I/AAAAAAAAAbA/pNEyRO8qUh0/s320/8appleprod.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504723456148970306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what this means....we are going to have dozens of caramel apples around the house from practicing dipping, rolling, and drizzling the perfect caramel apple. Luckily we had a little inside help from an employee of the Rocky Mountain Chocolate Factory to get some tips. The trick is, after you dip it, to spin, and spin, and spin some more, until the excess caramel drips off. So during the first round of practice apples I'm watching my mom spin the apples and it looks like it would be a real pain to have to do over and over again. So I decided to do a little experiment and try to find a more efficient method of doing things. I'd say my invention worked alright, except it was quite an arm workout holding up that huge drill the whole time! But I'm pretty sure my mom will just stick to the manual spinning method...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/TGS1fn4f0-I/AAAAAAAAAbI/7F6GdllyWJw/s1600/HPIM1634.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 241px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/TGS1fn4f0-I/AAAAAAAAAbI/7F6GdllyWJw/s320/HPIM1634.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504724199440110562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7826016446710208892-2011516256238845765?l=paigespageblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2011516256238845765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2010/08/caramel-apples.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/2011516256238845765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/2011516256238845765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2010/08/caramel-apples.html' title='caramel apples'/><author><name>Paige</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17050524198879678110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/SlqnghxCeaI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4iwh6a8hq24/S220/HPIM1051.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/TGS00W6FG0I/AAAAAAAAAbA/pNEyRO8qUh0/s72-c/8appleprod.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7826016446710208892.post-1937478030546630056</id><published>2010-07-14T12:29:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T12:43:59.873-06:00</updated><title type='text'>welcome home!</title><content type='html'>Lately I have been slacking as a blogger, or maybe it's just that I don't have enough exciting things to blog about...either way, I think this weekend's news is blog-worthy to write about. Sunday evening, Trevor got home from his mission from Korea! Though it was a day and a half later than expected. Dad happened to be in China the week before and decided to reroute his ticket home so he would meet Trevor in Japan and surprise him. Then, around 11 PM on Friday night, we got a phone call at home from dad saying that the plane in Japan got canceled and they'd have to stay the night in Japan. Problem though- Trevor did not even know dad was in Japan or anywhere close, so the next few hours Mom and I were sending emails back and forth to Trevor and Dad trying to get them connected with each other since they didn't have phones with them. So the surprise of Dad showing up in the airport was a little less shocking than originally anticipated, but nothing ever goes exactly as planned. In the end, they met up and were able to spend the day at a festival/parade in Japan so it was probably more fun for them anyways that the plane was delayed. I must say, I am a little jealous that they got a free trip to Japan!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7826016446710208892-1937478030546630056?l=paigespageblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1937478030546630056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2010/07/welcome-home.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/1937478030546630056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/1937478030546630056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2010/07/welcome-home.html' title='welcome home!'/><author><name>Paige</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17050524198879678110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/SlqnghxCeaI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4iwh6a8hq24/S220/HPIM1051.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7826016446710208892.post-2528847641203843511</id><published>2010-06-14T22:25:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T23:12:33.492-06:00</updated><title type='text'>curious what we did all day?</title><content type='html'>I admit, my mom and I watch Food Network. On it, there is a show called "Challenge" that is a cake decorating competition for a $10,000 prize. Every time we watch it, sure we are impressed, but we always say 'how hard can it really be???' I mean seriously, it just looks like they roll the fondant on, decorate, and it's as easy as that! So we (having never made fondant in our lives) decided that we were going to hold our own challenge as well, since it couldn't be THAT hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent several days trying to narrow down the theme for the cake and finally decided on a Curious George theme. Eager and in over our heads, we dug up our Curious George books and started sketching our designs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was the day of the bake-off. From 9 A.M. to 9 P.M. we were slaving away in the kitchen and who thought baking could be such grueling work!? It was complete chaos; powdered sugar everywhere, frosting sticking on everything, and our hands completely stained in food coloring. But at the end of the day they were finished and we were rather pleased with the results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My inspiration was from "Curious George Rides a Bike" when George gets the paper route, but he gets distracted folding the newspapers into origami boats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/TBcIWASJTnI/AAAAAAAAAaU/eGLkMBbCyNg/s1600/Curiousgeorge.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 208px; height: 259px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/TBcIWASJTnI/AAAAAAAAAaU/eGLkMBbCyNg/s320/Curiousgeorge.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482860245473119858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/TBcIVb_Q2gI/AAAAAAAAAaM/W5sl2w1nj10/s1600/IMG_4117.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/TBcIVb_Q2gI/AAAAAAAAAaM/W5sl2w1nj10/s320/IMG_4117.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482860235730246146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom's was taken from the original Curious George book where George finds the Man in the Yellow Hat's yellow hat in the jungle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/TBcIWcjY5FI/AAAAAAAAAac/ttr_sTAQZCI/s1600/curious_george_02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 140px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/TBcIWcjY5FI/AAAAAAAAAac/ttr_sTAQZCI/s320/curious_george_02.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482860253061637202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/TBcIW_wFnXI/AAAAAAAAAak/VjfXra1P-kM/s1600/IMG_4113.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 225px; height: 336px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/TBcIW_wFnXI/AAAAAAAAAak/VjfXra1P-kM/s320/IMG_4113.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482860262510140786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not too bad for first-timers. Maybe with some more practice we'd be ready to compete for the $10K... Nah, hopefully we have better things to do with our time than decorate cakes and I am pretty sure I never want to have to knead fondant again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/TBcIU4wp3mI/AAAAAAAAAaE/IsT6XdQs9G0/s1600/IMG_4121.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 358px; height: 237px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/TBcIU4wp3mI/AAAAAAAAAaE/IsT6XdQs9G0/s320/IMG_4121.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482860226273730146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(Too bad the palm trees fell over...we'd have to fix those structural mishaps)&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/7826016446710208892-2528847641203843511?l=paigespageblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2528847641203843511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2010/06/curious-what-we-did-all-day.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/2528847641203843511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/2528847641203843511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2010/06/curious-what-we-did-all-day.html' title='curious what we did all day?'/><author><name>Paige</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17050524198879678110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/SlqnghxCeaI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4iwh6a8hq24/S220/HPIM1051.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/TBcIWASJTnI/AAAAAAAAAaU/eGLkMBbCyNg/s72-c/Curiousgeorge.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7826016446710208892.post-1435981035132588944</id><published>2010-05-25T21:49:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T21:52:22.113-06:00</updated><title type='text'>my notebooks look like sketchbooks</title><content type='html'>I like to say that I paid attention all the time during class this last year, but I might need to reconsider that statement a little bit. I found a box of papers in my room labeled "IMPORTANT SCHOOL PAPERS" and I decided to sort through it. Most of it was either math tests, chemistry notes, or things I deemed as "important." One of the papers I found was this....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/S_yaTML3klI/AAAAAAAAAZw/euKyzdEA5EA/s1600/SCAN0001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/S_yaTML3klI/AAAAAAAAAZw/euKyzdEA5EA/s320/SCAN0001.JPG" width="348" height="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember drawing this in History one day. We must have been learning about medieval Europe so dragons came to my mind! Nah, I think I just might have been a little unfocused that day, but hey, I still pulled an A out of that class. &lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&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/7826016446710208892-1435981035132588944?l=paigespageblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1435981035132588944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2010/05/my-notebooks-look-like-sketchbooks_25.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/1435981035132588944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/1435981035132588944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2010/05/my-notebooks-look-like-sketchbooks_25.html' title='my notebooks look like sketchbooks'/><author><name>Paige</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17050524198879678110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/SlqnghxCeaI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4iwh6a8hq24/S220/HPIM1051.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/S_yaTML3klI/AAAAAAAAAZw/euKyzdEA5EA/s72-c/SCAN0001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7826016446710208892.post-2236306241676349507</id><published>2010-05-10T18:57:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T20:28:48.507-06:00</updated><title type='text'>a wild-goose chase</title><content type='html'>Saturday evening we had some unexpected plans. It all started when Dad came in the house and asked if Mom and I if we wanted to see some geese and their goslings. We head outside and we see a family of geese walking up our cul-de-sac. How cute, right? Dad turns around to go inside, but I'm like "Wait!" Apparently I was the only one concerned that the geese were lost and trapped in our neighborhood and didn't know how to get to their pond. So after some convincing on my part, we were all herding the geese down the street, out the neighborhood, down the path, across the road and back to the pond. About an hour later of us coaxing the geese, they were back home. What may have seemed like a wild-goose chase at first, ended up successful after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/S-iw7KlEdxI/AAAAAAAAAZY/W_0lLy3PxmY/s1600/geese.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/S-iw7KlEdxI/AAAAAAAAAZY/W_0lLy3PxmY/s320/geese.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469816277940074258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/S-iw66gOa6I/AAAAAAAAAZQ/BsYPli5ewC4/s1600/goose.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/S-iw66gOa6I/AAAAAAAAAZQ/BsYPli5ewC4/s320/goose.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469816273624787874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7826016446710208892-2236306241676349507?l=paigespageblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2236306241676349507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2010/05/wild-goose-chase.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/2236306241676349507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/2236306241676349507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2010/05/wild-goose-chase.html' title='a wild-goose chase'/><author><name>Paige</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17050524198879678110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/SlqnghxCeaI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4iwh6a8hq24/S220/HPIM1051.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/S-iw7KlEdxI/AAAAAAAAAZY/W_0lLy3PxmY/s72-c/geese.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7826016446710208892.post-7177513142190990099</id><published>2010-05-09T01:58:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T02:12:50.169-06:00</updated><title type='text'>19 going on 90</title><content type='html'>I have had an ongoing back problem for the last couple of years and the only solution I have found is going to the chiropractor and letting them pop you back into place. It's a very unpleasant sensation not being able to move you back or neck sometimes...making me feel like an old lady. The other day I took a visit to the chiropractor and what a relief it was! I felt young again! (Okay, maybe that's a little dramatic.) However, there is  one thing the chiropractor did not fix. The last few days my wrist has been so sore to the point of limiting the full range of motion. I told my dad my symptoms and he's convinced it's carpal tunnel. Great, so now I get to wear this attractive wrist brace! I suppose that's what I get for not typing with correct hand posture and not taking hand stretching breaks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7826016446710208892-7177513142190990099?l=paigespageblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7177513142190990099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2010/05/19-going-on-90.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/7177513142190990099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/7177513142190990099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2010/05/19-going-on-90.html' title='19 going on 90'/><author><name>Paige</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17050524198879678110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/SlqnghxCeaI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4iwh6a8hq24/S220/HPIM1051.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7826016446710208892.post-7687774499831747539</id><published>2010-04-12T23:51:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T00:05:41.393-06:00</updated><title type='text'>mind games</title><content type='html'>It's official. I don't like psychology and psychology doesn't like me. For my class, it's a requirement to participate in so many hours of psychology studies. I signed up online to be a subject in a study tonight, April 12th, from 10:30 pm to 12:00 am at the SWKT. This seemed like an unusual time for an experiment, but I got a confirmation email saying the same information so I figured it was all accurate. Tonight it happened to be pouring rain (I know, rare for Utah), but I trudged on over to the SWKT anyways. I get there 15 minutes early and the door was locked. I tried another door, and another, and another. Same result every time: locked. After circling the building twice, I decided to double check the time and date. Thank goodness for laptops and wifi. So I'm sitting outside in the rain checking my email and sure enough, I had the time right! Hmm...so where was everybody?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I have concluded that the real experiment was to pretend there was a study, but instead just observe from a distance at what the participant does while attempting to find a way into the building. I hope whoever was observing was enjoying watching me tromp through the grass while being soaking wet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By 10:45, I figure I might as well stop wasting my time and go back to my room. It didn't help that it was completely dark and deserted as I was walking home either. I think I might watch too many criminal shows because I didn't used to think I was paranoid. I think it's just mind tricks...thank you psychology for making me over-analyze things.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7826016446710208892-7687774499831747539?l=paigespageblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7687774499831747539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2010/04/mind-games.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/7687774499831747539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/7687774499831747539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2010/04/mind-games.html' title='mind games'/><author><name>Paige</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17050524198879678110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/SlqnghxCeaI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4iwh6a8hq24/S220/HPIM1051.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7826016446710208892.post-5006057453317253035</id><published>2010-03-31T17:59:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T21:21:48.603-06:00</updated><title type='text'>festival of colors</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Saturday was the Hare Krishna celebration in Spanish Fork: the ultimate color war.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/S7Pl9VQrscI/AAAAAAAAAX4/5MyMea_azAQ/s1600/HPIM1496.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/S7Pl9VQrscI/AAAAAAAAAX4/5MyMea_azAQ/s320/HPIM1496.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454956415517700546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/S7Pl8yPPo4I/AAAAAAAAAXw/HWH4vwAxBj8/s1600/HPIM1495.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/S7Pl8yPPo4I/AAAAAAAAAXw/HWH4vwAxBj8/s320/HPIM1495.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454956406116426626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/S7Pl8WiDD4I/AAAAAAAAAXo/pEQ58BAdRIs/s1600/HPIM1514.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/S7Pl8WiDD4I/AAAAAAAAAXo/pEQ58BAdRIs/s320/HPIM1514.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454956398679101314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/S7Pl7lhPOXI/AAAAAAAAAXg/BJEjzik4beE/s1600/HPIM1498.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 241px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/S7Pl7lhPOXI/AAAAAAAAAXg/BJEjzik4beE/s320/HPIM1498.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454956385522366834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thankfully as Kara and I were starting the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;long &lt;/span&gt;walk back to where my car was parked, I saw Austin driving by and he gave us a ride. Thanks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7826016446710208892-5006057453317253035?l=paigespageblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5006057453317253035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2010/03/festival-of-colors.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/5006057453317253035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/5006057453317253035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2010/03/festival-of-colors.html' title='festival of colors'/><author><name>Paige</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17050524198879678110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/SlqnghxCeaI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4iwh6a8hq24/S220/HPIM1051.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/S7Pl9VQrscI/AAAAAAAAAX4/5MyMea_azAQ/s72-c/HPIM1496.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7826016446710208892.post-5109882333406261087</id><published>2010-03-21T19:27:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T22:13:49.454-06:00</updated><title type='text'>fire fire fire!</title><content type='html'>Last night, the fire alarms went off in Taylor Hall. Assuming it was just a drill, I took my time looking for my wallet, phone, keys and iPod. When I left my room, it smelled awful from something burning and realized it wasn't just a drill. This is why I think drills are more dangerous than safe, but anyways, we were standing outside waiting to go back in, but who knew how long that would be? So Kara and I decide to kill time by getting cupcakes down the road while our rooms could potentially be burning. Oh well, obviously we weren't too concerned. By the time we got back, it was all okay. Apparently someone left something on the stove-yeah, they're in college.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7826016446710208892-5109882333406261087?l=paigespageblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5109882333406261087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2010/03/fire-fire-fire.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/5109882333406261087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/5109882333406261087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2010/03/fire-fire-fire.html' title='fire fire fire!'/><author><name>Paige</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17050524198879678110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/SlqnghxCeaI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4iwh6a8hq24/S220/HPIM1051.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7826016446710208892.post-1376420809927736585</id><published>2010-03-08T18:55:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T19:14:11.090-07:00</updated><title type='text'>one man's trash is another man's treasure</title><content type='html'>Last weekend, Dan and Spencer decided to ask Laina and I to go shopping with them. This wasn't any ordinary shopping though...The Eeyore pajamas and Supermom sweatshirt is what I got stuck with (thanks Dan). At least I didn't have the "Snug as a Bug" zip-up robe like Laina! That's like wearing a blue Smurf or a Grover from Sesame Street costume. I have to say, there are so many more strange/weird girl clothes at the DI than guys clothes! Dan and Spencer got off the hook this time. Oh, I almost forgot...we went out to Zupa's in our very fashionable outfits! So couture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/S5WtoJlMhkI/AAAAAAAAAXA/-5qmtqhUb1o/s1600-h/HPIM1482.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/S5WtoJlMhkI/AAAAAAAAAXA/-5qmtqhUb1o/s320/HPIM1482.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446450229652784706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7826016446710208892-1376420809927736585?l=paigespageblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1376420809927736585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2010/03/one-mans-trash-is-another-mans-treasure.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/1376420809927736585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/1376420809927736585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2010/03/one-mans-trash-is-another-mans-treasure.html' title='one man&apos;s trash is another man&apos;s treasure'/><author><name>Paige</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17050524198879678110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/SlqnghxCeaI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4iwh6a8hq24/S220/HPIM1051.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/S5WtoJlMhkI/AAAAAAAAAXA/-5qmtqhUb1o/s72-c/HPIM1482.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7826016446710208892.post-6646608494578732235</id><published>2010-03-03T22:28:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T22:37:13.530-07:00</updated><title type='text'>identity lost, found, &amp; not stolen</title><content type='html'>This past week was the second time that I've lost my I.D. card. It's a pain not having a card! I can't get into the building past midnight, no vendys (maybe that's for the better), and I feel dumb having to give a printed picture of my I.D. every time I get food. But just like last time, it showed up at the lost-and-found and nobody even spent any of my money! Someone could have easily found it and raided the vending machines or something! I love how honest people are at BYU. But maybe I should learn to keep track of it a little better because I might not be so lucky the next time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7826016446710208892-6646608494578732235?l=paigespageblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6646608494578732235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2010/03/identity-lost-found-not-stolen.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/6646608494578732235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/6646608494578732235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2010/03/identity-lost-found-not-stolen.html' title='identity lost, found, &amp; not stolen'/><author><name>Paige</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17050524198879678110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/SlqnghxCeaI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4iwh6a8hq24/S220/HPIM1051.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7826016446710208892.post-4936937904773141493</id><published>2010-03-02T14:05:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T22:16:10.201-07:00</updated><title type='text'>time to move on</title><content type='html'>It's a sad day when you realize your favorite pair of shoes are falling apart beyond repair and no amount of Shoe Glue will be able to fix them. Chunks of rubber were crumbling apart in the back of my shoe as I was walking to class one morning. And don't ask why these are my favorite...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/S3XEdPw3VYI/AAAAAAAAAUI/kYBz03kXews/s1600-h/GetAttachment.aspx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/S3XEdPw3VYI/AAAAAAAAAUI/kYBz03kXews/s320/GetAttachment.aspx.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437468131846477186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But thanks, Mom, for the new Vans I got in the Mail today! Now my bleached, ragged Vans can be replaced with these!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/S49BShhA1fI/AAAAAAAAAWg/1N7_ZAqsOlI/s1600-h/EW417BB.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/S49BShhA1fI/AAAAAAAAAWg/1N7_ZAqsOlI/s320/EW417BB.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444642261004506610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7826016446710208892-4936937904773141493?l=paigespageblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4936937904773141493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2010/03/time-to-move-on.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/4936937904773141493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/4936937904773141493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2010/03/time-to-move-on.html' title='time to move on'/><author><name>Paige</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17050524198879678110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/SlqnghxCeaI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4iwh6a8hq24/S220/HPIM1051.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/S3XEdPw3VYI/AAAAAAAAAUI/kYBz03kXews/s72-c/GetAttachment.aspx.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7826016446710208892.post-3104325471058381349</id><published>2010-02-22T21:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-20T15:34:17.120-06:00</updated><title type='text'>layton, utah</title><content type='html'>This weekend I went with Kara to her house in Layton. It is nice getting out of Provo and the dorms sometimes. Out of the BYU bubble for a little while.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7826016446710208892-3104325471058381349?l=paigespageblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3104325471058381349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2010/02/layton-utah.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/3104325471058381349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/3104325471058381349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2010/02/layton-utah.html' title='layton, utah'/><author><name>Paige</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17050524198879678110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/SlqnghxCeaI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4iwh6a8hq24/S220/HPIM1051.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7826016446710208892.post-1192125466768727107</id><published>2010-02-19T21:46:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T21:57:13.666-07:00</updated><title type='text'>last hurrah in provo!</title><content type='html'>Grant came down to Provo to visit before he lives on his mission to Mexico! We decided to celebrate and get cupcakes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/S489VqXEA2I/AAAAAAAAAWQ/5r_Jn3aCP-s/s1600-h/HPIM1479.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/S489VqXEA2I/AAAAAAAAAWQ/5r_Jn3aCP-s/s320/HPIM1479.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444637916871787362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/S489MKje9nI/AAAAAAAAAWA/5AaRgPWl1Fo/s1600-h/HPIM1476.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/S489MKje9nI/AAAAAAAAAWA/5AaRgPWl1Fo/s320/HPIM1476.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444637753715127922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7826016446710208892-1192125466768727107?l=paigespageblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1192125466768727107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2010/02/last-hurrah-in-provo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/1192125466768727107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/1192125466768727107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2010/02/last-hurrah-in-provo.html' title='last hurrah in provo!'/><author><name>Paige</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17050524198879678110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/SlqnghxCeaI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4iwh6a8hq24/S220/HPIM1051.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/S489VqXEA2I/AAAAAAAAAWQ/5r_Jn3aCP-s/s72-c/HPIM1479.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7826016446710208892.post-1059894758387864213</id><published>2010-02-11T22:13:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T22:21:45.962-07:00</updated><title type='text'>music to my ears (note the sarcasm)</title><content type='html'>For Music 101 we have to go to 8 concerts throughout the semester, and tonight was.... an interesting one. It was an 'experimental music' concert, and let's just say, this type of music will never make it onto my ipod. I should have clued in a bit with the keyword 'experimental.' Maybe I am missing something, but I thought you played a violin by putting it under you chin and going over the strings with a bow. I didn't know it was acceptable to perform by using chopsticks to pluck the strings, scraping the bow across the ground, and rubbing your fingers across the wooden part of the violin to make a lovely squeaking noise. I guess I'm not in-the-know on the music scene. There went 2 hours I will never get back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7826016446710208892-1059894758387864213?l=paigespageblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1059894758387864213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2010/02/for-music-101-we-have-to-go-to-8.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/1059894758387864213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/1059894758387864213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2010/02/for-music-101-we-have-to-go-to-8.html' title='music to my ears (note the sarcasm)'/><author><name>Paige</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17050524198879678110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/SlqnghxCeaI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4iwh6a8hq24/S220/HPIM1051.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7826016446710208892.post-7758524904680501845</id><published>2010-02-07T01:46:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T02:12:51.345-07:00</updated><title type='text'>thank goodness for the weekend</title><content type='html'>This week was rough. All my classes had midterms this week which equaled no sleep, no social life, and no motivation after friday at 4 PM. This also explains why my Saturday consisted of waking up at noon and doing absolutely nothing productive. I did have good intentions though. I made a list of all the assignments I was going to get done today, but unfortunately I only was able to check off like 2 of the 17 or so. But schoolwork wasn't really high priority after this week, which is fine with me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7826016446710208892-7758524904680501845?l=paigespageblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7758524904680501845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2010/02/thank-goodness-for-weekend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/7758524904680501845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/7758524904680501845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2010/02/thank-goodness-for-weekend.html' title='thank goodness for the weekend'/><author><name>Paige</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17050524198879678110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/SlqnghxCeaI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4iwh6a8hq24/S220/HPIM1051.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7826016446710208892.post-6989038652940404231</id><published>2010-01-30T22:06:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T22:16:15.746-07:00</updated><title type='text'>rivalry victory</title><content type='html'>Rise and shout the cougars are out along the trail to fame and glory...Yes, BYU beat Utah at basketball tonight. Too bad we let it get kind of close during the second half, but we'll take the W. And it was pretty exciting when Utah's player, the one that looks like a little kid, threw a punch. Oh wait, it wasn't a punch, more like a girly back-handed slap! I'm glad I'm not Utah right now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7826016446710208892-6989038652940404231?l=paigespageblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6989038652940404231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2010/01/rivalry-victory.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/6989038652940404231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/6989038652940404231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2010/01/rivalry-victory.html' title='rivalry victory'/><author><name>Paige</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17050524198879678110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/SlqnghxCeaI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4iwh6a8hq24/S220/HPIM1051.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7826016446710208892.post-7927787917243888350</id><published>2010-01-22T01:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T01:33:53.590-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the mind is like a parachute, only good when its open</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/S1lgqWXkNOI/AAAAAAAAATw/XvRPnmOsUzk/s1600-h/23906alsh3er.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/S1lgqWXkNOI/AAAAAAAAATw/XvRPnmOsUzk/s320/23906alsh3er.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429477106447037666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/S1lh9pd1-jI/AAAAAAAAAUA/D1dg6CCDtB8/s1600-h/parachute2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 270px; height: 270px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/S1lh9pd1-jI/AAAAAAAAAUA/D1dg6CCDtB8/s320/parachute2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429478537502784050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...so if you haven't heard of the band Parachute, then give them a listen! Kara and I just went to their concert, and they were so good! Any alternative/punk/rock or whatever you call it band that can incorporate the piano and saxophone into their songs gets points in my book! I like them...a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 229px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/S1lhW-GgZnI/AAAAAAAAAT4/4yPYOMRnfBk/s320/HPIM1471.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429477873027147378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/S1lgp0XWiqI/AAAAAAAAATo/rsfR0gjCNSg/s1600-h/HPIM1469.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/S1lgp0XWiqI/AAAAAAAAATo/rsfR0gjCNSg/s320/HPIM1469.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429477097319336610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7826016446710208892-7927787917243888350?l=paigespageblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7927787917243888350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2010/01/mind-is-like-parachute-only-good-when.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/7927787917243888350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/7927787917243888350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2010/01/mind-is-like-parachute-only-good-when.html' title='the mind is like a parachute, only good when its open'/><author><name>Paige</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17050524198879678110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/SlqnghxCeaI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4iwh6a8hq24/S220/HPIM1051.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/S1lgqWXkNOI/AAAAAAAAATw/XvRPnmOsUzk/s72-c/23906alsh3er.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7826016446710208892.post-3058054115959384660</id><published>2010-01-21T16:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T00:46:02.012-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the key to life</title><content type='html'>Everybody always says how bad procrastination is, but really, it's not that terrible. I decided that since I was going to be gone all thursday night, I would do my chemistry homework that was due on friday on wednesday! Smart idea, huh? So i get it all done and this afternoon I get an email from my chemistry teacher saying the assignment has changed, so if you already did it, you have to do a different one anyways. I would have been in the same boat if I just didn't plan ahead at all--but maybe that extra assignment will make me smarter!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7826016446710208892-3058054115959384660?l=paigespageblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3058054115959384660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2010/01/key-to-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/3058054115959384660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/3058054115959384660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2010/01/key-to-life.html' title='the key to life'/><author><name>Paige</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17050524198879678110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/SlqnghxCeaI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4iwh6a8hq24/S220/HPIM1051.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7826016446710208892.post-8059645711299657254</id><published>2010-01-16T01:35:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T01:40:31.470-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a nice little break</title><content type='html'>It's so nice to have a 3-day weekend! The fact that there is no class on Monday just makes everything a little bit better. It also prevents the need to have one of these...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/S1F7P7urpxI/AAAAAAAAATY/WCLOmhaEl7A/s1600-h/stress-picture-stress-relief-kit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 287px; height: 341px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/S1F7P7urpxI/AAAAAAAAATY/WCLOmhaEl7A/s320/stress-picture-stress-relief-kit.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427254539619903250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7826016446710208892-8059645711299657254?l=paigespageblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8059645711299657254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2010/01/nice-little-break.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/8059645711299657254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/8059645711299657254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2010/01/nice-little-break.html' title='a nice little break'/><author><name>Paige</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17050524198879678110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/SlqnghxCeaI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4iwh6a8hq24/S220/HPIM1051.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/S1F7P7urpxI/AAAAAAAAATY/WCLOmhaEl7A/s72-c/stress-picture-stress-relief-kit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7826016446710208892.post-2433450352378369723</id><published>2010-01-09T01:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T02:52:10.933-07:00</updated><title type='text'>winter 2010</title><content type='html'>I'm back in Provo and done with my first week of Winter semester. Being home and coming back has made me realize how much Provo is not like Hockinson. First of all, in this one week, I don't know how many times I've heard/said/thought of the phrase "only in Utah."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the phrase goes both ways...Utah definately doesnt have a Hockinson Market like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/S0hP7V6YvII/AAAAAAAAATQ/jcZfrZGxhPo/s1600-h/hockinsonaspx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/S0hP7V6YvII/AAAAAAAAATQ/jcZfrZGxhPo/s320/hockinsonaspx.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424673632080673922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; But Provo for makes up for it by having a Village Inn down the road that a bunch of us crammed in the car to go to for a late night breakfast tonight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7826016446710208892-2433450352378369723?l=paigespageblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2433450352378369723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2010/01/im-back-in-provo-and-done-with-my-first.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/2433450352378369723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/2433450352378369723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2010/01/im-back-in-provo-and-done-with-my-first.html' title='winter 2010'/><author><name>Paige</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17050524198879678110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/SlqnghxCeaI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4iwh6a8hq24/S220/HPIM1051.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/S0hP7V6YvII/AAAAAAAAATQ/jcZfrZGxhPo/s72-c/hockinsonaspx.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7826016446710208892.post-1153085503820162569</id><published>2009-12-31T18:45:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T18:56:03.253-07:00</updated><title type='text'>snowboarding</title><content type='html'>After lots of falling, and more falling, I think I finally got a hang of things during my first snowboarding experience yesterday. And I am feeling it today-a little stiff when I crawled out of bed this morning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/Sz1VfYAS0TI/AAAAAAAAATA/s8RkfP3wzWk/s1600-h/HPIM1458.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 284px; height: 378px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/Sz1VfYAS0TI/AAAAAAAAATA/s8RkfP3wzWk/s320/HPIM1458.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421583523931935026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me posing as a snowboarder...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/Sz1Vf9ntpcI/AAAAAAAAATI/N6Xkpl-CUzg/s1600-h/HPIM1462.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 421px; height: 314px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/Sz1Vf9ntpcI/AAAAAAAAATI/N6Xkpl-CUzg/s320/HPIM1462.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421583534029383106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and me pretending like I know what I'm doing.&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/7826016446710208892-1153085503820162569?l=paigespageblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1153085503820162569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2009/12/snowboarding.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/1153085503820162569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/1153085503820162569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2009/12/snowboarding.html' title='snowboarding'/><author><name>Paige</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17050524198879678110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/SlqnghxCeaI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4iwh6a8hq24/S220/HPIM1051.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/Sz1VfYAS0TI/AAAAAAAAATA/s8RkfP3wzWk/s72-c/HPIM1458.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7826016446710208892.post-1259540118751023259</id><published>2009-12-18T00:20:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T00:24:24.599-07:00</updated><title type='text'>home</title><content type='html'>It's such a relief to have finals over with. And now, the idea of going home actually seems real. When I say that I'm going home, I'm no longer talking about the little box that I've lived in where I sleep, eat, and study within the same 10 x 10 square. It's so nice to be out of the dorms for awhile.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7826016446710208892-1259540118751023259?l=paigespageblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1259540118751023259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2009/12/home.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/1259540118751023259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/1259540118751023259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2009/12/home.html' title='home'/><author><name>Paige</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17050524198879678110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/SlqnghxCeaI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4iwh6a8hq24/S220/HPIM1051.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7826016446710208892.post-3914408360461720398</id><published>2009-12-15T13:31:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T13:34:59.177-07:00</updated><title type='text'>it's beginning to look a  lot like christmas!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/SyfyuIgVFNI/AAAAAAAAAS4/omzWDTZxwBY/s1600-h/downsized_1205091844.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/SyfyuIgVFNI/AAAAAAAAAS4/omzWDTZxwBY/s320/downsized_1205091844.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415563951307298002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lights at Temple Square in Salt Lake.&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/7826016446710208892-3914408360461720398?l=paigespageblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3914408360461720398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2009/12/its-beginning-to-look-lot-like.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/3914408360461720398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/3914408360461720398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2009/12/its-beginning-to-look-lot-like.html' title='it&apos;s beginning to look a  lot like christmas!'/><author><name>Paige</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17050524198879678110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/SlqnghxCeaI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4iwh6a8hq24/S220/HPIM1051.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/SyfyuIgVFNI/AAAAAAAAAS4/omzWDTZxwBY/s72-c/downsized_1205091844.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7826016446710208892.post-8268433601097087531</id><published>2009-12-05T01:14:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-05T10:46:19.064-06:00</updated><title type='text'>best concert...hands down</title><content type='html'>The only thing that got me through this hectic week was knowing there was a Dashboard Confessional concert with New Found Glory to go to tonight. I always thought Chris Carrabba was amazing, but tonight definitely reaffirmed that. He is so good live!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/SxoeXPo55LI/AAAAAAAAASY/kQGLkdVYvJY/s1600-h/HPIM1435.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 230px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/SxoeXPo55LI/AAAAAAAAASY/kQGLkdVYvJY/s320/HPIM1435.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411671286922994866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/SxoeWrNFGaI/AAAAAAAAASQ/Wv0KX-dL-QY/s1600-h/HPIM1433.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/SxoeYsZsZ4I/AAAAAAAAASw/nUC32ZhzwME/s1600-h/HPIM1445.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/SxoeYsZsZ4I/AAAAAAAAASw/nUC32ZhzwME/s320/HPIM1445.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411671311823693698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/SxoeYHKINlI/AAAAAAAAASo/kuyk7zTu12g/s1600-h/HPIM1452.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7826016446710208892-8268433601097087531?l=paigespageblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8268433601097087531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2009/12/best-concerthands-down.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/8268433601097087531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/8268433601097087531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2009/12/best-concerthands-down.html' title='best concert...hands down'/><author><name>Paige</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17050524198879678110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/SlqnghxCeaI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4iwh6a8hq24/S220/HPIM1051.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/SxoeXPo55LI/AAAAAAAAASY/kQGLkdVYvJY/s72-c/HPIM1435.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7826016446710208892.post-2485965122146606876</id><published>2009-11-30T13:07:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T13:13:17.983-07:00</updated><title type='text'>finals schedule</title><content type='html'>Somehow four of my finals got scheduled all in the same day: Wednesday, December 16th A.K.A. the worst day of the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 to 10- Calculus&lt;br /&gt;11 to 2- University 101&lt;br /&gt;2:30 to 5:30- History of Creativity&lt;br /&gt;5:45 to 7:45- Organ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, my day of non-stop finals that starts at 7 am is topped off with an organ final. Finals &lt;em&gt;week&lt;/em&gt; is a &lt;em&gt;week&lt;/em&gt;- couldn't they spread things out a little more???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7826016446710208892-2485965122146606876?l=paigespageblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2485965122146606876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2009/11/finals-schedule.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/2485965122146606876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/2485965122146606876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2009/11/finals-schedule.html' title='finals schedule'/><author><name>Paige</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17050524198879678110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/SlqnghxCeaI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4iwh6a8hq24/S220/HPIM1051.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7826016446710208892.post-828381486783347046</id><published>2009-11-20T14:18:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T14:36:16.113-07:00</updated><title type='text'>byu street smarts</title><content type='html'>Nobody ever told me about the periodical section in the library at BYU. I thought it was just like every other section of the library where you go to study. Apparently it is the place to go when you are looking to pick up dates, which I later experienced. I'm pretty sure Diana was about to die of laughter when I told her what happened and she couldn't believe I didn't know the periodical section had that stigma. Not going back there again any time soon...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7826016446710208892-828381486783347046?l=paigespageblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/feeds/828381486783347046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2009/11/byu-street-smarts.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/828381486783347046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/828381486783347046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2009/11/byu-street-smarts.html' title='byu street smarts'/><author><name>Paige</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17050524198879678110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/SlqnghxCeaI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4iwh6a8hq24/S220/HPIM1051.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7826016446710208892.post-683572347800196385</id><published>2009-11-13T01:08:00.007-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T01:19:00.792-07:00</updated><title type='text'>what a mess</title><content type='html'>I think it's a sign that my room is a disaster when I set a shirt down and then it's like the mess all around it sucked it in until it disappeared. I spent at least half an hour looking for it and finally found it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;camouflaged&lt;/span&gt; under a pile of clothes. This is what happens when you are too busy or tired to care. And I don't predict anytime soon that my room is going to see much of an improvement. But I like to say it's just well 'lived in,' not messy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/Sv0WFBGHJkI/AAAAAAAAASI/ue0J6CeTY-M/s1600-h/HPIM1412.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/Sv0WFBGHJkI/AAAAAAAAASI/ue0J6CeTY-M/s320/HPIM1412.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403499403363690050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7826016446710208892-683572347800196385?l=paigespageblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/feeds/683572347800196385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2009/11/what-mess.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/683572347800196385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/683572347800196385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2009/11/what-mess.html' title='what a mess'/><author><name>Paige</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17050524198879678110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/SlqnghxCeaI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4iwh6a8hq24/S220/HPIM1051.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/Sv0WFBGHJkI/AAAAAAAAASI/ue0J6CeTY-M/s72-c/HPIM1412.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7826016446710208892.post-6725698909691364155</id><published>2009-11-07T12:39:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T12:48:04.860-07:00</updated><title type='text'>leaves are falling everywhere</title><content type='html'>Middle of the night, spur of the moment outings are the best. Friday night and Kara and I felt like doing something other than sit around in Stover lobby watching people play Cornhole. That game is exciting for the first five minutes, if that. So Kara, Jared, Katy and I ended up at IHOP last night-it's kind of depressing for a college town that's one of the few options of places that are open past 10 PM. Then 5 hours later, we were in the Cannon Center eating breakfast...again. Why were we up so early on a Saturday morning? We went to rake leaves and paint a building for a service project! haha It'll be a struggle not to take a nap today...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7826016446710208892-6725698909691364155?l=paigespageblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6725698909691364155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2009/11/leaves-are-falling-everywhere.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/6725698909691364155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/6725698909691364155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2009/11/leaves-are-falling-everywhere.html' title='leaves are falling everywhere'/><author><name>Paige</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17050524198879678110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/SlqnghxCeaI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4iwh6a8hq24/S220/HPIM1051.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7826016446710208892.post-1524738220846003817</id><published>2009-11-02T17:51:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T18:09:12.828-07:00</updated><title type='text'>such a disappointment</title><content type='html'>I just found out today that the Dashboard Confessional and New Found Glory concert that I've been waiting a month for has gotten canceled. This completely ruined my afternoon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the reason according to Dashboard: "Due to a family situation that is beyond our control, we have to cancel our upcoming tour with New Found Glory, Never Shout Never, Meg &amp;amp; Dia and Single File"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A loyal fan who knows every single song and has every album, like myself, doesn't come before this 'family situation'? This is an outrage. Oh well, I guess it'll save like thirty bucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/Paige/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot.png" alt="" /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/Su-Cpj4h3GI/AAAAAAAAASA/0na8NyCY5lo/s1600-h/page_image_2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 290px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/Su-Cpj4h3GI/AAAAAAAAASA/0na8NyCY5lo/s320/page_image_2.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399678128759102562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7826016446710208892-1524738220846003817?l=paigespageblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1524738220846003817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2009/11/such-disappointment.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/1524738220846003817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/1524738220846003817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2009/11/such-disappointment.html' title='such a disappointment'/><author><name>Paige</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17050524198879678110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/SlqnghxCeaI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4iwh6a8hq24/S220/HPIM1051.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/Su-Cpj4h3GI/AAAAAAAAASA/0na8NyCY5lo/s72-c/page_image_2.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7826016446710208892.post-3066291296005856898</id><published>2009-11-01T01:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T02:14:58.468-07:00</updated><title type='text'>halloween take 2</title><content type='html'>On the real Halloween day, a group of us went to the Haunted Lab on campus-definitely not that haunted though. Afterward, a Halloween dance and a late night run to Denny's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/Su1P1jDXOpI/AAAAAAAAARw/QdI-fh3F-gk/s1600-h/12734_1174597934527_1515420561_30648044_8106563_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/Su1P1jDXOpI/AAAAAAAAARw/QdI-fh3F-gk/s320/12734_1174597934527_1515420561_30648044_8106563_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399059309648099986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/Su1P1604R0I/AAAAAAAAAR4/DQP5ICC78iQ/s1600-h/HPIM1407.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 241px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/Su1P1604R0I/AAAAAAAAAR4/DQP5ICC78iQ/s320/HPIM1407.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399059316029802306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7826016446710208892-3066291296005856898?l=paigespageblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3066291296005856898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2009/11/halloween-take-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/3066291296005856898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/3066291296005856898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2009/11/halloween-take-2.html' title='halloween take 2'/><author><name>Paige</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17050524198879678110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/SlqnghxCeaI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4iwh6a8hq24/S220/HPIM1051.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/Su1P1jDXOpI/AAAAAAAAARw/QdI-fh3F-gk/s72-c/12734_1174597934527_1515420561_30648044_8106563_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7826016446710208892.post-3872835131719982148</id><published>2009-11-01T01:57:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T02:03:27.181-07:00</updated><title type='text'>halloween take 1</title><content type='html'>This year, Halloween basically lasted two days. Day 1: October 30th was our ward Halloween Party. I was Dorothy, for like the fourth time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/Su1OFRDTLQI/AAAAAAAAARg/Y3EUjj0Hcsw/s1600-h/12843_1192116694070_1562970231_30639807_7028279_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/Su1OFRDTLQI/AAAAAAAAARg/Y3EUjj0Hcsw/s320/12843_1192116694070_1562970231_30639807_7028279_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399057380670647554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/Su1OFujdnOI/AAAAAAAAARo/DV1XcDk9PkM/s1600-h/16646_160987983421_515203421_2823440_83263_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/Su1OFujdnOI/AAAAAAAAARo/DV1XcDk9PkM/s320/16646_160987983421_515203421_2823440_83263_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399057388590177506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7826016446710208892-3872835131719982148?l=paigespageblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3872835131719982148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2009/11/halloween-take-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/3872835131719982148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/3872835131719982148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2009/11/halloween-take-1.html' title='halloween take 1'/><author><name>Paige</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17050524198879678110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/SlqnghxCeaI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4iwh6a8hq24/S220/HPIM1051.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/Su1OFRDTLQI/AAAAAAAAARg/Y3EUjj0Hcsw/s72-c/12843_1192116694070_1562970231_30639807_7028279_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7826016446710208892.post-7571164877454319634</id><published>2009-10-24T03:01:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T03:14:57.035-06:00</updated><title type='text'>wild thang</title><content type='html'>A bunch of us went to see Where the Wild Things Are tonight. The consensus was that it was the most pointless and ridiculous movie ever. Afterward, we carved up some pumpkins. Tyson and I got our idea from the movie, since it was just so inspirational!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/SuLDYgakZkI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/AuMFg2NUfzM/s1600-h/HPIM1375.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 228px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/SuLDYgakZkI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/AuMFg2NUfzM/s320/HPIM1375.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396090129328924226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/SuLDZOKCy4I/AAAAAAAAARA/RE2olv06PZ4/s1600-h/HPIM1374.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/SuLDZOKCy4I/AAAAAAAAARA/RE2olv06PZ4/s320/HPIM1374.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396090141607644034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/SuLFIMlEXOI/AAAAAAAAARQ/HD7UNguITbo/s1600-h/HPIM1378.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/SuLFIMlEXOI/AAAAAAAAARQ/HD7UNguITbo/s320/HPIM1378.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396092048149601506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7826016446710208892-7571164877454319634?l=paigespageblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7571164877454319634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2009/10/wild-thang.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/7571164877454319634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/7571164877454319634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2009/10/wild-thang.html' title='wild thang'/><author><name>Paige</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17050524198879678110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/SlqnghxCeaI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4iwh6a8hq24/S220/HPIM1051.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/SuLDYgakZkI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/AuMFg2NUfzM/s72-c/HPIM1375.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7826016446710208892.post-2961399313541283007</id><published>2009-10-23T17:47:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T18:00:14.111-06:00</updated><title type='text'>bad combination</title><content type='html'>As I was going to my calculus class today, I walked out of my hall, then I realized what I was wearing: socks with sandals. I had just slipped them on to go out into the hall, but forgot to take them off. Should I take the risk of being late and changing into real shoes? Definately.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7826016446710208892-2961399313541283007?l=paigespageblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2961399313541283007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2009/10/bad-combination.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/2961399313541283007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/2961399313541283007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2009/10/bad-combination.html' title='bad combination'/><author><name>Paige</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17050524198879678110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/SlqnghxCeaI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4iwh6a8hq24/S220/HPIM1051.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7826016446710208892.post-6782909792258180711</id><published>2009-10-23T14:23:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T14:31:30.172-06:00</updated><title type='text'>if you drive this tank....</title><content type='html'>...then Grant and I consider you the rudest person ever, well I do at least. So we were just driving around looking for a spot in the UVU parking-which happened to be very busy due to the gun show going on. It must be a big attraction there. Anyways, so after going through the whole lot, we spot a car going to pull out so I stop and wait, and turn on my turn signal, just to make sure everyone knows it's mine. Then out of nowhere comes this colossal tank and they turn on their signal. No, I don't think so, I was there way first! As soon as the car backs up, the Hummer cuts in front of me, goes over the curb and onto the grass and steals my spot. Sorry my car isn't capable of hopping curbs! What. A. Jerk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/SuIR4lAU_DI/AAAAAAAAAQw/9kWJIZJHiY0/s1600-h/HPIM1371.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/SuIR4lAU_DI/AAAAAAAAAQw/9kWJIZJHiY0/s320/HPIM1371.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395894967247109170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7826016446710208892-6782909792258180711?l=paigespageblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6782909792258180711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2009/10/if-you-drive-this-tank.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/6782909792258180711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/6782909792258180711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2009/10/if-you-drive-this-tank.html' title='if you drive this tank....'/><author><name>Paige</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17050524198879678110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/SlqnghxCeaI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4iwh6a8hq24/S220/HPIM1051.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/SuIR4lAU_DI/AAAAAAAAAQw/9kWJIZJHiY0/s72-c/HPIM1371.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7826016446710208892.post-6488770485560564389</id><published>2009-10-10T15:45:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T15:48:16.672-06:00</updated><title type='text'>highway clean-up</title><content type='html'>We're not delinquents, we're doing service. Cleaning up Utah highways one piece of garbage at a time, even if it is at 8 am on a Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/StEA3wd6ceI/AAAAAAAAAQo/WPSjEuU8hng/s1600-h/yeah.aspx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/StEA3wd6ceI/AAAAAAAAAQo/WPSjEuU8hng/s320/yeah.aspx.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391091186842366434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/StEA3TeAplI/AAAAAAAAAQg/aA810Yd4s8M/s1600-h/GetAttachment.aspx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/StEA3TeAplI/AAAAAAAAAQg/aA810Yd4s8M/s320/GetAttachment.aspx.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391091179058144850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/StEA3BIHecI/AAAAAAAAAQY/u7BA_3Ko1rA/s1600-h/diana.aspx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/StEA3BIHecI/AAAAAAAAAQY/u7BA_3Ko1rA/s320/diana.aspx.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391091174134479298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/StEA2qd0z4I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/dwG76tWCtvY/s1600-h/garbage.aspx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 305px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/StEA2qd0z4I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/dwG76tWCtvY/s320/garbage.aspx.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391091168051515266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7826016446710208892-6488770485560564389?l=paigespageblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6488770485560564389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2009/10/highway-clean-up.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/6488770485560564389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/6488770485560564389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2009/10/highway-clean-up.html' title='highway clean-up'/><author><name>Paige</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17050524198879678110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/SlqnghxCeaI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4iwh6a8hq24/S220/HPIM1051.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/StEA3wd6ceI/AAAAAAAAAQo/WPSjEuU8hng/s72-c/yeah.aspx.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7826016446710208892.post-5852195524345668193</id><published>2009-10-10T12:53:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T13:11:59.687-06:00</updated><title type='text'>pudding fight</title><content type='html'>I don't even know where this idea came from but somehow a bunch of us ended up at Walmart buying boxes of pudding mix and gallons of milk. We went back to Wyview and made close to thirty batches of pudding. Nothing like running in around in the freezing cold throwing pudding at each other in the middle of the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/StDaTSwxPSI/AAAAAAAAAP4/-ylNGtAfuKo/s1600-h/HPIM1357.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/StDaTSwxPSI/AAAAAAAAAP4/-ylNGtAfuKo/s320/HPIM1357.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391048778951245090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/StDZVtPqgvI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/k_A3L7jT__k/s1600-h/HPIM1352.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/StDZVtPqgvI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/k_A3L7jT__k/s320/HPIM1352.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391047720908260082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/StDZXa3F94I/AAAAAAAAAPo/lQX3m_VAiDM/s1600-h/HPIM1359.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/StDZXa3F94I/AAAAAAAAAPo/lQX3m_VAiDM/s320/HPIM1359.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391047750333101954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/StDZX_SPeWI/AAAAAAAAAPw/CidIQRgcVZU/s1600-h/HPIM1361.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 241px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/StDZX_SPeWI/AAAAAAAAAPw/CidIQRgcVZU/s320/HPIM1361.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391047760110647650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/StDZW7YuYOI/AAAAAAAAAPg/rNMxjnqMjKY/s1600-h/HPIM1363.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/StDZW7YuYOI/AAAAAAAAAPg/rNMxjnqMjKY/s320/HPIM1363.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391047741884227810" this="" marks="" the="" spot="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This marks the spot where Grant and I collided running full speed and banging our heads together. That mark is from me falling on the cement, as a couple random people walking by witnessed and asked "Is that a blood stain or pudding?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/StDaq6EGDtI/AAAAAAAAAQI/QS88QirJs6w/s1600-h/HPIM1367.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/StDaq6EGDtI/AAAAAAAAAQI/QS88QirJs6w/s320/HPIM1367.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391049184638275282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7826016446710208892-5852195524345668193?l=paigespageblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5852195524345668193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2009/10/pudding-fight.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/5852195524345668193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/5852195524345668193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2009/10/pudding-fight.html' title='pudding fight'/><author><name>Paige</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17050524198879678110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/SlqnghxCeaI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4iwh6a8hq24/S220/HPIM1051.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/StDaTSwxPSI/AAAAAAAAAP4/-ylNGtAfuKo/s72-c/HPIM1357.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7826016446710208892.post-5136080747509014489</id><published>2009-10-09T22:43:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T22:47:47.040-06:00</updated><title type='text'>modern flapper</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love it Tamara and Shea!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/StARL9LGrBI/AAAAAAAAAPI/SPjuV74x2D0/s1600-h/HPIM1351.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 241px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/StARL9LGrBI/AAAAAAAAAPI/SPjuV74x2D0/s320/HPIM1351.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390827651059854354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Go here if you want to see more accessories like this one:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://oldsoulnewheart.bigcartel.com/products"&gt;http://oldsoulnewheart.bigcartel.com/products&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and by the way Mom, my hair's short now! But you probably noticed that.&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/7826016446710208892-5136080747509014489?l=paigespageblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5136080747509014489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2009/10/modern-flapper.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/5136080747509014489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/5136080747509014489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2009/10/modern-flapper.html' title='modern flapper'/><author><name>Paige</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17050524198879678110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/SlqnghxCeaI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4iwh6a8hq24/S220/HPIM1051.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/StARL9LGrBI/AAAAAAAAAPI/SPjuV74x2D0/s72-c/HPIM1351.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7826016446710208892.post-540578223236395750</id><published>2009-09-29T15:10:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T15:13:48.648-06:00</updated><title type='text'>perfect timing</title><content type='html'>I woke up from a nap at 12:57 today. I have class at one. I should probably set an alarm so I'm not going straight out of bed to class...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7826016446710208892-540578223236395750?l=paigespageblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/feeds/540578223236395750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2009/09/perfect-timing.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/540578223236395750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/540578223236395750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2009/09/perfect-timing.html' title='perfect timing'/><author><name>Paige</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17050524198879678110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/SlqnghxCeaI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4iwh6a8hq24/S220/HPIM1051.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7826016446710208892.post-8200470385145202151</id><published>2009-09-26T02:23:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T02:28:24.667-06:00</updated><title type='text'>frozen yogurt at spoon me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Best frozen yogurt ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/Sr3QlQrdEpI/AAAAAAAAAPA/JWWu9a5yDLI/s1600-h/HPIM1315.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/Sr3QlQrdEpI/AAAAAAAAAPA/JWWu9a5yDLI/s320/HPIM1315.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385690067955946130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7826016446710208892-8200470385145202151?l=paigespageblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8200470385145202151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2009/09/frozen-yogurt-at-spoon-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/8200470385145202151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/8200470385145202151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2009/09/frozen-yogurt-at-spoon-me.html' title='frozen yogurt at spoon me'/><author><name>Paige</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17050524198879678110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/SlqnghxCeaI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4iwh6a8hq24/S220/HPIM1051.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/Sr3QlQrdEpI/AAAAAAAAAPA/JWWu9a5yDLI/s72-c/HPIM1315.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7826016446710208892.post-8594458044487442334</id><published>2009-09-22T20:26:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T21:22:15.685-06:00</updated><title type='text'>i hate technology sometimes</title><content type='html'>Yesterday and today, I have spent way too many hours staring at a computer screen trying to get Microsoft Office to work. And it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; help that Dad was in China so I was calling at like 2 AM to get help. But every many tedious hours of going through files, deleting and reinstalling, it is finally back to normal! Such a relief!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7826016446710208892-8594458044487442334?l=paigespageblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8594458044487442334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-hate-technology-sometimes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/8594458044487442334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/8594458044487442334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-hate-technology-sometimes.html' title='i hate technology sometimes'/><author><name>Paige</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17050524198879678110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/SlqnghxCeaI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4iwh6a8hq24/S220/HPIM1051.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7826016446710208892.post-918442227807641940</id><published>2009-09-22T20:13:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T20:26:16.202-06:00</updated><title type='text'>murder mystery</title><content type='html'>Friday night I went to my first murder mystery ever with Julie and Ryan. I don't really think I knew what I was doing though, but it was fun! And those are our costumes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/SrmHBdmARnI/AAAAAAAAAOg/0RlmtNri-JA/s1600-h/DSC03571.sized.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/SrmHBdmARnI/AAAAAAAAAOg/0RlmtNri-JA/s320/DSC03571.sized.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384483288691787378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/SrmHBIA06eI/AAAAAAAAAOY/LOwutTIeSA4/s1600-h/DSC03572.sized.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/SrmHBIA06eI/AAAAAAAAAOY/LOwutTIeSA4/s320/DSC03572.sized.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384483282898708962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7826016446710208892-918442227807641940?l=paigespageblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/feeds/918442227807641940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2009/09/murder-mystery.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/918442227807641940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/918442227807641940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2009/09/murder-mystery.html' title='murder mystery'/><author><name>Paige</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17050524198879678110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/SlqnghxCeaI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4iwh6a8hq24/S220/HPIM1051.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/SrmHBdmARnI/AAAAAAAAAOg/0RlmtNri-JA/s72-c/DSC03571.sized.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7826016446710208892.post-4149745742189027285</id><published>2009-09-20T00:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T00:25:20.989-06:00</updated><title type='text'>note to self</title><content type='html'>Either get a new battery in my car or don't let Ryan borrow it again (just kidding!) But I guess I can't blame him that it died after being on for like four minutes. Lame battery. And hauling jumper cables around campus and over to Wendy's is a reason for people to give you strange looks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7826016446710208892-4149745742189027285?l=paigespageblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4149745742189027285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2009/09/note-to-self.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/4149745742189027285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/4149745742189027285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2009/09/note-to-self.html' title='note to self'/><author><name>Paige</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17050524198879678110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/SlqnghxCeaI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4iwh6a8hq24/S220/HPIM1051.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7826016446710208892.post-219171102217383368</id><published>2009-09-15T19:10:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-05T10:51:59.125-06:00</updated><title type='text'>devotional</title><content type='html'>Tuesday morning's devotional today was pretty awesome. President Monson came and gave the talk today. Basically when the prophet comes it's a legitimate excuse to skip class and wait in line at the Marriott! It was packed!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7826016446710208892-219171102217383368?l=paigespageblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/feeds/219171102217383368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2009/09/devotional.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/219171102217383368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/219171102217383368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2009/09/devotional.html' title='devotional'/><author><name>Paige</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17050524198879678110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/SlqnghxCeaI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4iwh6a8hq24/S220/HPIM1051.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7826016446710208892.post-1454474188229451760</id><published>2009-09-07T15:12:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T23:19:41.756-06:00</updated><title type='text'>hiking the Y</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/Sqstb2hHgoI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/HKZ5XwwPo2M/s1600-h/9726_167840633384_740933384_3582188_2740052_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 411px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 323px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380444136338326146" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/Sqstb2hHgoI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/HKZ5XwwPo2M/s320/9726_167840633384_740933384_3582188_2740052_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;At 8 AM this morning, a group of us went to hike the Y. Yeah, not sure why we had to leave so early on our day off from school, but when I got back I took a nice three hour long nap. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/SqstbWzka9I/AAAAAAAAAOI/uKkg0oQFbwE/s1600-h/9726_167840618384_740933384_3582187_4855479_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 414px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 302px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380444127825783762" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/SqstbWzka9I/AAAAAAAAAOI/uKkg0oQFbwE/s320/9726_167840618384_740933384_3582187_4855479_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 416px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 319px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380444119216570770" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/Sqsta2u-QZI/AAAAAAAAAOA/TE2tkS3HFJI/s320/9726_167839108384_740933384_3582158_4593257_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/SqstalmPTTI/AAAAAAAAAN4/Gn9l1jokNNA/s1600-h/9726_167839098384_740933384_3582156_3173740_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 414px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 303px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380444114616536370" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/SqstalmPTTI/AAAAAAAAAN4/Gn9l1jokNNA/s320/9726_167839098384_740933384_3582156_3173740_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;u&gt; &lt;/u&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/7826016446710208892-1454474188229451760?l=paigespageblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1454474188229451760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2009/09/hiking-y.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/1454474188229451760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/1454474188229451760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2009/09/hiking-y.html' title='hiking the Y'/><author><name>Paige</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17050524198879678110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/SlqnghxCeaI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4iwh6a8hq24/S220/HPIM1051.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/Sqstb2hHgoI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/HKZ5XwwPo2M/s72-c/9726_167840633384_740933384_3582188_2740052_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7826016446710208892.post-7432399416613570094</id><published>2009-09-07T15:03:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T15:16:18.580-06:00</updated><title type='text'>visit from breiann</title><content type='html'>On Saturday, Breiann came to visit me! Well I like to think she came to &lt;em&gt;just&lt;/em&gt; see me, but she had to swing through Utah and it just was convenient to stop by. We experienced watching the first BYU football game in the Wilk which was pretty crazy. Go cougars! And then it was time for her to go up to Idaho to move into BYU-I!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 241px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378835963658428354" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/SqV2z4b038I/AAAAAAAAANw/cPX0KCtMf_A/s320/HPIM1300.JPG" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7826016446710208892-7432399416613570094?l=paigespageblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7432399416613570094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2009/09/on-saturday-breiann-came-to-visit-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/7432399416613570094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/7432399416613570094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2009/09/on-saturday-breiann-came-to-visit-me.html' title='visit from breiann'/><author><name>Paige</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17050524198879678110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/SlqnghxCeaI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4iwh6a8hq24/S220/HPIM1051.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/SqV2z4b038I/AAAAAAAAANw/cPX0KCtMf_A/s72-c/HPIM1300.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7826016446710208892.post-4030319874332754002</id><published>2009-09-04T16:25:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T16:29:11.475-06:00</updated><title type='text'>everything's not lost</title><content type='html'>My favorite purple sweatshirt has been found! What a relief! Good thing the Tanner building has a lost-and-found box. When I went over there at 8 am this morning, it was sitting right in the box. I like to claim that I never lose things...I just temporarily or &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;permanently&lt;/span&gt; relocate them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7826016446710208892-4030319874332754002?l=paigespageblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4030319874332754002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2009/09/everythings-not-lost.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/4030319874332754002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/4030319874332754002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2009/09/everythings-not-lost.html' title='everything&apos;s not lost'/><author><name>Paige</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17050524198879678110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/SlqnghxCeaI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4iwh6a8hq24/S220/HPIM1051.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7826016446710208892.post-4062954765783240803</id><published>2009-09-03T22:10:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T16:25:49.732-06:00</updated><title type='text'>where'd you go?</title><content type='html'>One thing that absolutely drives me crazy is losing something. You search and search and retrace everywhere you've been and you can't seem to find it anywhere. The worst part is that you're always thinking about it in the back of your head. Well atleast I am. So after tearing my dorm apart looking for my favorite purple sweatshirt with no luck, I was very upset. Great why to put a damper on the night. Oh well, I guess it's replacable...just wait until my birthday comes around.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7826016446710208892-4062954765783240803?l=paigespageblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4062954765783240803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2009/09/whered-you-go.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/4062954765783240803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/4062954765783240803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2009/09/whered-you-go.html' title='where&apos;d you go?'/><author><name>Paige</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17050524198879678110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/SlqnghxCeaI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4iwh6a8hq24/S220/HPIM1051.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7826016446710208892.post-1425225671734111650</id><published>2009-08-31T14:08:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T14:14:34.334-06:00</updated><title type='text'>day one</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;First day of school! Starting back at dorky freshman again...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 255px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 199px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376223611321924258" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/Spwu49npOqI/AAAAAAAAANo/mUnEvkxdszY/s320/HPIM1286.JPG" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7826016446710208892-1425225671734111650?l=paigespageblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1425225671734111650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2009/08/day-one.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/1425225671734111650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/1425225671734111650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2009/08/day-one.html' title='day one'/><author><name>Paige</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17050524198879678110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/SlqnghxCeaI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4iwh6a8hq24/S220/HPIM1051.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/Spwu49npOqI/AAAAAAAAANo/mUnEvkxdszY/s72-c/HPIM1286.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7826016446710208892.post-1093494588672080733</id><published>2009-08-29T19:39:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T19:45:48.788-06:00</updated><title type='text'>utah lake</title><content type='html'>Spent the day at the lake with ten other people that I had never met before! Must say, it was a pretty fun day, and nice to wakeboard again since it's been awhile.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7826016446710208892-1093494588672080733?l=paigespageblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1093494588672080733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2009/08/utah-lake.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/1093494588672080733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/1093494588672080733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2009/08/utah-lake.html' title='utah lake'/><author><name>Paige</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17050524198879678110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/SlqnghxCeaI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4iwh6a8hq24/S220/HPIM1051.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7826016446710208892.post-3601318285680316327</id><published>2009-08-24T15:33:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T15:43:41.667-06:00</updated><title type='text'>last burgerville stop</title><content type='html'>If you know Kiwi and I, you know we like to go to Burgerville for any occasion. Since it's only in the Northwest, Montana or Utah won't have Burgerville! So the night before I left, and when we said our goodbyes, of course we went t0 Burgerville. Hot fudge sundaes and french fries make anything better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/SpMIzPwk3dI/AAAAAAAAANg/ymdwwArgnhc/s1600-h/BV+006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 241px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373648456879758802" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/SpMIzPwk3dI/AAAAAAAAANg/ymdwwArgnhc/s320/BV+006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/SpMIyzO4HYI/AAAAAAAAANY/gtGuR551pLQ/s1600-h/BV+004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 241px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373648449222221186" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/SpMIyzO4HYI/AAAAAAAAANY/gtGuR551pLQ/s320/BV+004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7826016446710208892-3601318285680316327?l=paigespageblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3601318285680316327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2009/08/last-burgerville-stop.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/3601318285680316327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/3601318285680316327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2009/08/last-burgerville-stop.html' title='last burgerville stop'/><author><name>Paige</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17050524198879678110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/SlqnghxCeaI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4iwh6a8hq24/S220/HPIM1051.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/SpMIzPwk3dI/AAAAAAAAANg/ymdwwArgnhc/s72-c/BV+006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7826016446710208892.post-8812793401810184553</id><published>2009-08-19T14:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T22:49:34.940-06:00</updated><title type='text'>cant you smell that smell?</title><content type='html'>I must say that last night was pretty interesting. Walking through woods to an abandoned shack, shoveling roadkill-which has the most awful smell ever, driving on country roads with the doors open, climbing up ladders to windows, and 1 AM bike rides. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Hmm&lt;/span&gt;, don't really want to explain, but if you were there you would know exactly what I'm talking about. :) Good times- hey don't blame me, this is what happens when you live in &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Hockinson&lt;/span&gt; and there's nothing to do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7826016446710208892-8812793401810184553?l=paigespageblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8812793401810184553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2009/08/ooh-ooh-that-smell-cant-you-smell-that.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/8812793401810184553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/8812793401810184553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2009/08/ooh-ooh-that-smell-cant-you-smell-that.html' title='cant you smell that smell?'/><author><name>Paige</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17050524198879678110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/SlqnghxCeaI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4iwh6a8hq24/S220/HPIM1051.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7826016446710208892.post-3504011189890380287</id><published>2009-08-15T22:34:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T00:05:36.180-06:00</updated><title type='text'>so long, so long</title><content type='html'>I'm not really sure how my room always looks like a tornado went through it, but it just does. Shoes, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;CDs&lt;/span&gt;, clothes and just about anything are laying around everywhere! For the last couple nights my bed has been half covered in magazines, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;CDs&lt;/span&gt;, and clothes, cramming me to the very edge because I am too lazy to move it. So tonight I decided to be somewhat productive and clean it, and so I could enjoy my double bed before I have to downsize to a twin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was just about done, all it needed was the finishing touch...vacuuming. Then it dawned on me that we still no longer have a vacuum cleaner. Yes, mom I'm blaming you-you used it last! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt; Now that I cant vacuum, it reminds me of how much I want to vacuum my room. I guess you don't miss something until it's gone, even if it is a vacuum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now this also reminds me of the things I'm going to miss while I leave for Utah. There's some things I'll leave behind but I have my whole ahead of me so I guess I'll get over it haha. Some of my friends have already left, or are getting ready to leave real soon- and I only have one more week! So best of luck to everyone at where they're going and so long, so long!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7826016446710208892-3504011189890380287?l=paigespageblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3504011189890380287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2009/08/so-long-so-long.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/3504011189890380287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/3504011189890380287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2009/08/so-long-so-long.html' title='so long, so long'/><author><name>Paige</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17050524198879678110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/SlqnghxCeaI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4iwh6a8hq24/S220/HPIM1051.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7826016446710208892.post-7723578947511883051</id><published>2009-08-07T02:09:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T19:31:47.299-06:00</updated><title type='text'>perfume-man</title><content type='html'>There just seems something a little suspicious when a guy jumping out of his car and running across the parking lot to you and starts reaching in his man-purse. Yeah, something like this happened to Tyler and I as we were walking to his car in the Battle Ground Goodwill parking lot. This so-called "Perfume-Man" pulled out a bunch of bottles and asked for our wrists. We were not going to let this guy just spray whatever it was on us! He &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;must've&lt;/span&gt; not understood what 'No' meant. He preceded to spray it and make us smell it...I'm just glad I'm still alive. That could have been poisonous chemicals that would knock us out or something! Yes, I am paranoid. Funny thing is, Allison and Michelle also had an encounter with the "Perfume-Man" that same day, except in Vancouver...So watch out-he's everywhere.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7826016446710208892-7723578947511883051?l=paigespageblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7723578947511883051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2009/08/perfume-man.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/7723578947511883051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/7723578947511883051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2009/08/perfume-man.html' title='perfume-man'/><author><name>Paige</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17050524198879678110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/SlqnghxCeaI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4iwh6a8hq24/S220/HPIM1051.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7826016446710208892.post-3268172919043002278</id><published>2009-08-06T03:17:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T00:50:38.090-06:00</updated><title type='text'>lincoln logs and dominoes</title><content type='html'>Hanging out at James' house...we like to build things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/Snvd18_RPeI/AAAAAAAAANQ/oVfCbTkPYGc/s1600-h/HPIM1241.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 241px; CURSOR: hand" 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title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2009/08/lincoln-logs-and-dominoes.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/3268172919043002278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/3268172919043002278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2009/08/lincoln-logs-and-dominoes.html' title='lincoln logs and dominoes'/><author><name>Paige</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17050524198879678110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/SlqnghxCeaI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4iwh6a8hq24/S220/HPIM1051.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/Snvd18_RPeI/AAAAAAAAANQ/oVfCbTkPYGc/s72-c/HPIM1241.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7826016446710208892.post-3738066546362583727</id><published>2009-08-06T03:17:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T00:50:54.745-06:00</updated><title type='text'>call me old fashioned...</title><content type='html'>While going through the closet, I found this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-4c54a5be015b45bf" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" 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I'm debating whether this is a neccessary school supply for college. I'm thinking its a no-go...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7826016446710208892-3738066546362583727?l=paigespageblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=4c54a5be015b45bf&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3738066546362583727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2009/08/call-me-old-fashion.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/3738066546362583727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/3738066546362583727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2009/08/call-me-old-fashion.html' title='call me old fashioned...'/><author><name>Paige</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17050524198879678110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/SlqnghxCeaI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4iwh6a8hq24/S220/HPIM1051.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7826016446710208892.post-3970137256093891170</id><published>2009-08-06T03:16:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T00:51:08.189-06:00</updated><title type='text'>shoeaholic?</title><content type='html'>I don't think I am going to have enough space in my dorm room for these. Sad thing is, there's a few more not in the picture...Too bad you can't vacuum pack shoes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 241px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367121292568851650" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/SnvYYR4AdMI/AAAAAAAAAM4/hxvAMw6Lrqc/s320/HPIM1230.JPG" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7826016446710208892-3970137256093891170?l=paigespageblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3970137256093891170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2009/08/shoeaholic.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/3970137256093891170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/3970137256093891170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2009/08/shoeaholic.html' title='shoeaholic?'/><author><name>Paige</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17050524198879678110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/SlqnghxCeaI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4iwh6a8hq24/S220/HPIM1051.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/SnvYYR4AdMI/AAAAAAAAAM4/hxvAMw6Lrqc/s72-c/HPIM1230.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7826016446710208892.post-1506286535355513896</id><published>2009-08-06T03:15:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-05T10:56:07.565-06:00</updated><title type='text'>so shocking</title><content type='html'>Another crazy day with Kiwi and Tyler. Once again, we were cooking...the mango sorbet that Kiwi wanted the day before. So while we were waiting for it to freeze in the freezer (not the one with the dead duck in it) we started building a giant slip n slide out of tarps down her hill. I knew this was going to be a bad idea, just remembering my last experience with a slip n slide. This time, it was just as &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;dangerous&lt;/span&gt;, just not because of the slip n slide though. Tyler and I went down to the fence to look at the cows while Kiwi was connecting a hose, and we asked if the electric fence was off. And she said it was. So I tapped it with the back of my hand to make sure, yeah probably not smart in the first place, but it &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; do anything. So then i grabbed onto the fence and realized it was on! It threw be backwards on the ground as it surged through the entire right side of my body. Probably pretty hilarious to witness for Tyler and Kiwi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, after that little incident we got back to finishing the slip n slide. Five hoses, a couple sprinklers, a bottle of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;dish washing&lt;/span&gt; soap, and four tarps later, we were ready to test it out. I must say it was pretty sweet. After rinsing all the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;dish washing&lt;/span&gt; soap we lathered in, time for sorbet! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;mmmm&lt;/span&gt;.......&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;mmmmm&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7826016446710208892-1506286535355513896?l=paigespageblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1506286535355513896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2009/08/so-shocking.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/1506286535355513896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/1506286535355513896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2009/08/so-shocking.html' title='so shocking'/><author><name>Paige</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17050524198879678110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/SlqnghxCeaI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4iwh6a8hq24/S220/HPIM1051.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7826016446710208892.post-8490822720784481544</id><published>2009-08-04T13:14:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T00:51:40.423-06:00</updated><title type='text'>it's magic</title><content type='html'>I'm not quite sure why, but &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;every time&lt;/span&gt; I am at Kiwi's house, we end up cooking or baking something. Kiwi, Tyler and I were sitting around at her house wondering what to do...and of course we came up with cooking something-well I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; think Tyler had anything to do with that idea. Our original plan was to make mango sorbet, but no one told me to bring my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;ice cream&lt;/span&gt; maker! Then, plan B was to turn on Food Network, and cook whatever they were cooking, but a cooking show &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;wasn't&lt;/span&gt; on. So then we decided to make Magic Bars! And that ended up being a little bit more difficult than it should have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, we went out to the garage to get a hammer to smash graham crackers, and we ended up taking pictures with a dead frozen duck. When we finally got back on track, we needed condensed milk, so we looked everywhere through the kitchen and eventually found some in the way, way back of a shelf. And when we opened it up, I think it's safe to say that it had been in the way, way back of the shelf for awhile now. It should be creamy, not chunky. So we had to make a trip to my house to get a new can of that, and then swing by Tyler's to get some butterscotch chips. And while climbing into my backseat of my cramped car, Tyler sliced his hand open on my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;license&lt;/span&gt; plate cover. Yeah, I know it should be on the front of my car instead of in my backseat but oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back at Kiwi's, we finished cooking, with relatively low amounts of mishaps. And in the end, was it worth it? Probably not, but at the same time, definitely worth it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7826016446710208892-8490822720784481544?l=paigespageblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8490822720784481544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2009/08/its-magic.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/8490822720784481544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/8490822720784481544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2009/08/its-magic.html' title='it&apos;s magic'/><author><name>Paige</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17050524198879678110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/SlqnghxCeaI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4iwh6a8hq24/S220/HPIM1051.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7826016446710208892.post-195276287883034138</id><published>2009-07-28T22:17:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T00:52:11.262-06:00</updated><title type='text'>summer days</title><content type='html'>This is how summer is supposed to be...100 degrees. I've been enjoying the last couple days in the pool and sunshine! If you cant cope with it, stay inside in the AC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363734639241905250" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/Sm_QPHF4xGI/AAAAAAAAAMw/2Lh4WWzNWRk/s320/portland5day_640.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7826016446710208892-195276287883034138?l=paigespageblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/feeds/195276287883034138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2009/07/summer-days.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/195276287883034138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/195276287883034138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2009/07/summer-days.html' title='summer days'/><author><name>Paige</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17050524198879678110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/SlqnghxCeaI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4iwh6a8hq24/S220/HPIM1051.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/Sm_QPHF4xGI/AAAAAAAAAMw/2Lh4WWzNWRk/s72-c/portland5day_640.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7826016446710208892.post-1038229300205331977</id><published>2009-07-26T11:51:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T00:52:48.416-06:00</updated><title type='text'>going golfing</title><content type='html'>I don't know why I haven't gone golfing more in the last 18 years of my life. It's actually kind of fun even though I don't really know what I'm doing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7826016446710208892-1038229300205331977?l=paigespageblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1038229300205331977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2009/07/going-golfing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/1038229300205331977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/1038229300205331977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2009/07/going-golfing.html' title='going golfing'/><author><name>Paige</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17050524198879678110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/SlqnghxCeaI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4iwh6a8hq24/S220/HPIM1051.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7826016446710208892.post-6240437951177659921</id><published>2009-07-24T11:42:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T00:53:06.807-06:00</updated><title type='text'>teen wolf too</title><content type='html'>It took us 6 months to all get together to watch it...and it was kind of a letdown. Hey, but sometimes its fun to watch those lame movies! And it did have it's funny parts that were so corny. So we had to end on a good note so Cranium with Jonathan, James, Sam and Tyler was pretty entertaining, while watching The Office :) Best show. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And we still all want to get these t-shirts.... haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362085758589530594" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/Smn0ln_o8eI/AAAAAAAAAMg/BgU6NUUjnj8/s320/Teen_Wolf_Yellow-T.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7826016446710208892-6240437951177659921?l=paigespageblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6240437951177659921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2009/07/teen-wolf-too.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/6240437951177659921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/6240437951177659921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2009/07/teen-wolf-too.html' title='teen wolf too'/><author><name>Paige</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17050524198879678110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/SlqnghxCeaI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4iwh6a8hq24/S220/HPIM1051.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/Smn0ln_o8eI/AAAAAAAAAMg/BgU6NUUjnj8/s72-c/Teen_Wolf_Yellow-T.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7826016446710208892.post-7137454525440948264</id><published>2009-07-23T18:10:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T00:53:24.899-06:00</updated><title type='text'>bubble bobble</title><content type='html'>Just a few days ago, I was complaining about how I had to get out the rainboots since it was raining outside. Well, I would much rather wear rainboots one day during the summer instead of in the laundry room where it was flooded. And how exactly did the laundry room get flooded? Mom was washing table clothes in the sink and accidently left the water running. Consequently, the whole sink filled up and kept spilling onto the floor. It took us awhile to notice. Meanwhile, when all this happened, Ryan called and I told him that the laundry room had water all over it! And I was explaining it to him and said "There's bubbles everywhere!" When I said that he was like "What's everywhere!?" His battery was dying so it beeped when I said "bubbles" so it came out sounding like "There's BEEP! everywhere!" He said it sounded like i was being censored. Haha, no, just bubbles... Bubbles always remind me of this game. Good times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 293px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 233px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361814747874209778" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/Smj-GuZ-L_I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/Ju7w-c9DJd0/s320/bubble.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7826016446710208892-7137454525440948264?l=paigespageblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7137454525440948264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2009/07/flood.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/7137454525440948264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/7137454525440948264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2009/07/flood.html' title='bubble bobble'/><author><name>Paige</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17050524198879678110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/SlqnghxCeaI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4iwh6a8hq24/S220/HPIM1051.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/Smj-GuZ-L_I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/Ju7w-c9DJd0/s72-c/bubble.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7826016446710208892.post-2952465913716290681</id><published>2009-07-22T00:02:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T00:53:41.093-06:00</updated><title type='text'>boating 101</title><content type='html'>Lessons learned on our trip wakeboarding tonight...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;While climbing into the boat off of the boat ramp, grip your toes so your flip flops don't fall off.&lt;/strong&gt; While we were picking Dad up from the ramp, he decided not to follow this guideline, which resulted in his flip flops floating in the water as we were driving off in the boat. So I volunteered to get out and get them while Dad pulled the boat back up to the ramp. As I jumped off the bow into the knee-deep water, my foot slipped in between on the the gaps in the cement and I fell flat on my face in the water. I'm pretty sure the people on the shore saw me and were laughing at me biffing it. Other than being wet from head to toe, my ankle got sliced open and there is a bruise on the bottom of my foot. But I got the flip flops, so it was worth it. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Be careful when attempting to do pull-ups on the tower. &lt;/strong&gt;I was just messing around while we were waiting for the water to smooth out and so I decided to try to do a pull-up on the tower. I grabbed onto one of the bars and jumped up, not realizing where I jumped up was another metal bar right above my head. Whacking your head into a metal bar never feels the greatest.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Driving a boat is not like driving a car.&lt;/strong&gt; Don't let me tow you if you are concerned about your safety :) Dad was giving me another driving lesson...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;While putting the wedge down, make sure you know what you are looking for.&lt;/strong&gt; I spent probably a good five minutes pressing the wrong buttons while wondering what it's problem was. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Following these tips will make for a smooth sailing trip at lake. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7826016446710208892-2952465913716290681?l=paigespageblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2952465913716290681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2009/07/boating-101.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/2952465913716290681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/2952465913716290681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2009/07/boating-101.html' title='boating 101'/><author><name>Paige</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17050524198879678110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/SlqnghxCeaI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4iwh6a8hq24/S220/HPIM1051.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7826016446710208892.post-2059778286365477052</id><published>2009-07-20T19:57:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T00:54:00.536-06:00</updated><title type='text'>reception for julie and ryan</title><content type='html'>It was a lot of fun getting all the family together for the wedding reception here in Washington! Check out the pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/SmUladwF-wI/AAAAAAAAAK4/lt63aNr-8lc/s1600-h/IMG_7935_sized.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360732068047616770" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/SmUladwF-wI/AAAAAAAAAK4/lt63aNr-8lc/s320/IMG_7935_sized.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/SmUlZSGNurI/AAAAAAAAAKw/0-LpynfhIvY/s1600-h/jrpics.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 229px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360732047739304626" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/SmUlZSGNurI/AAAAAAAAAKw/0-LpynfhIvY/s320/jrpics.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/SmUlXlcj4zI/AAAAAAAAAKo/c6grLPGsHeM/s1600-h/IMG_7897_sized.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360732018573566770" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/SmUlXlcj4zI/AAAAAAAAAKo/c6grLPGsHeM/s320/IMG_7897_sized.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/SmUlXDo3GLI/AAAAAAAAAKg/R0I1mF_yJSQ/s1600-h/IMG_7652_sized.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360732009498351794" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/SmUlXDo3GLI/AAAAAAAAAKg/R0I1mF_yJSQ/s320/IMG_7652_sized.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/SmUk2T-PXjI/AAAAAAAAAKY/iHSblwWPcdU/s1600-h/IMG_7868_sized.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 228px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360731446947307058" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/SmUk2T-PXjI/AAAAAAAAAKY/iHSblwWPcdU/s320/IMG_7868_sized.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/SmUlyCgh-UI/AAAAAAAAALA/BlXK8c7RFQc/s1600-h/IMG_7903_sized.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360732473051445570" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/SmUlyCgh-UI/AAAAAAAAALA/BlXK8c7RFQc/s320/IMG_7903_sized.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/SmUk1gICPwI/AAAAAAAAAKI/NcvMDB-5e1c/s1600-h/IMG_7971_sized.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360731433029746434" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/SmUk1gICPwI/AAAAAAAAAKI/NcvMDB-5e1c/s320/IMG_7971_sized.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/SmUk1I54jDI/AAAAAAAAAKA/xxxfr_maWjY/s1600-h/IMG_7862_sized.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 229px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360731426796375090" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/SmUk1I54jDI/AAAAAAAAAKA/xxxfr_maWjY/s320/IMG_7862_sized.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/SmUk0zC71sI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/vYo0KcanXrU/s1600-h/IMG_7993_sized.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360731420928759490" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/SmUk0zC71sI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/vYo0KcanXrU/s320/IMG_7993_sized.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7826016446710208892-2059778286365477052?l=paigespageblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2059778286365477052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2009/07/reception-for-julie-and-ryan.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/2059778286365477052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/2059778286365477052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2009/07/reception-for-julie-and-ryan.html' title='reception for julie and ryan'/><author><name>Paige</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17050524198879678110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/SlqnghxCeaI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4iwh6a8hq24/S220/HPIM1051.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/SmUladwF-wI/AAAAAAAAAK4/lt63aNr-8lc/s72-c/IMG_7935_sized.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7826016446710208892.post-6037869911262726926</id><published>2009-07-12T20:19:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T00:52:32.669-06:00</updated><title type='text'>from flip flops to rain boots</title><content type='html'>To think at about this time yesterday I was enjoying the sun, taking a nap outside in the grass. How things change...well, it is Washington.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 270px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 201px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357763993450353298" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/SlqZ9yP8kpI/AAAAAAAAAIo/hAPWFhgrnZI/s320/rainboots.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;These should not be in my summertime wardrobe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7826016446710208892-6037869911262726926?l=paigespageblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6037869911262726926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2009/07/from-flip-flops-to-rain-boots.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/6037869911262726926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/6037869911262726926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2009/07/from-flip-flops-to-rain-boots.html' title='from flip flops to rain boots'/><author><name>Paige</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17050524198879678110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/SlqnghxCeaI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4iwh6a8hq24/S220/HPIM1051.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/SlqZ9yP8kpI/AAAAAAAAAIo/hAPWFhgrnZI/s72-c/rainboots.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7826016446710208892.post-9075547648637851614</id><published>2009-07-11T11:20:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-05T10:58:24.777-06:00</updated><title type='text'>harry potter and the half-blood prince</title><content type='html'>In honor of the new Harry Potter movie coming out, there was a blood drive. I got an email about it and it said it was in the Battle Ground Safeway parking lot, so I drove over there yesterday morning, all ready to give blood. When I got there, there was nothing. I was a little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;disappointed&lt;/span&gt;. So later that day, when I was with Tyler, we decided to drive through Battle Ground to see if the blood mobile was there....and it was! I was excited-not sure if Tyler was but oh well! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt; just kidding. So we gave blood and there was a perk...free movie ticket to the midnight showing of Harry Potter! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Definitely&lt;/span&gt; worth it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7826016446710208892-9075547648637851614?l=paigespageblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/feeds/9075547648637851614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2009/07/harry-potter-and-half-blood-prince.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/9075547648637851614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/9075547648637851614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2009/07/harry-potter-and-half-blood-prince.html' title='harry potter and the half-blood prince'/><author><name>Paige</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17050524198879678110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/SlqnghxCeaI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4iwh6a8hq24/S220/HPIM1051.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7826016446710208892.post-8042163454527094025</id><published>2009-07-11T10:53:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T11:18:20.049-06:00</updated><title type='text'>take a hike please</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was a nice day for a hike around &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Lacamas&lt;/span&gt;- never been there for hiking, I always just thought it was for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;wakeboarding&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple things to keep in mind:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;choose wisely between the nature and unnatural trails &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;watch out for "villagers" coming out of the trees to the waterfall&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;don't try catching fish with your bare hands- you're wasting your time&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;never pick up a snail shell with a dead snail in it- rotten snail has to be one of the worst smells&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;if you failed to follow the previous suggestion, bring soap or hand sanitizer wherever you go&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;With that, you're good to go. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7826016446710208892-8042163454527094025?l=paigespageblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8042163454527094025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2009/07/take-hike-please.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/8042163454527094025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/8042163454527094025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2009/07/take-hike-please.html' title='take a hike please'/><author><name>Paige</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17050524198879678110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/SlqnghxCeaI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4iwh6a8hq24/S220/HPIM1051.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7826016446710208892.post-5927261422835573036</id><published>2009-07-09T12:44:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T13:24:14.635-06:00</updated><title type='text'>the turner ranch</title><content type='html'>I spent my Tuesday and Wednesday at the Turner's Ranch in Scapoose which was a lot of fun. I wish I had a place like that! Leslie and I went on a little adverture as we paddled in a boat across the river to the other side where we got stuck in a tree and had stick fights. We are no Lewis and Clark...we were having a little bit of difficulties. I think we rowed more in circles rather than going straight, but we eventually got back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then aroudn 11 pm, we all went on a hike through the woods. Kind of fun having to go through the cattle field, except you had to be careful where you stepped... And we ended up getting a little lost and had no clue how to get to where we were planning on going. Must've taken a wrong turn or something! It reminded me of what it would be like to walk through the Forbidden Forest and I half expected a Centaur to pop out from behind a tree. There were giant white horses though that were pretty sweet. And I actually petted one, which is a big thing, because I always think horses are going to bite me or something haha. But we made it back safely after walking around for awhile!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7826016446710208892-5927261422835573036?l=paigespageblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5927261422835573036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2009/07/turner-ranch.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/5927261422835573036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/5927261422835573036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2009/07/turner-ranch.html' title='the turner ranch'/><author><name>Paige</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17050524198879678110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/SlqnghxCeaI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4iwh6a8hq24/S220/HPIM1051.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7826016446710208892.post-2521960054656400822</id><published>2009-07-05T19:14:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T13:08:24.719-06:00</updated><title type='text'>4th of july mountain biking</title><content type='html'>Typically on 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; of July, we go to the lake in the morning. So this year, that was the plan, and we were getting ready to go. Then dad realized the boat's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;registration&lt;/span&gt; expired and he didn't want to risk getting a ticket, so we had to think of a plan B. Somehow we decided to go mountain biking-something I've never done. So we drove up to Larch and went on a trail there. It was a lot rockier and more uphill than I had pictured. The goal was to reach the bridge at the stream and then turn around there. As we were going, the "almost there" responses to my questions as to how much farther were getting a little too redundant for my liking. In the end, we reached the bridge, and I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;probably looked&lt;/span&gt; like a savage as I got off my bike and went on all fours to crawl into the stream. The way back down was easy though- my squeaky brakes did get a tad annoying though &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;. At least I made it back without crashing. Maybe it was a good thing we couldn't take the boat out because I got to try something new! And I gained a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;new found&lt;/span&gt; respect for bike riders.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7826016446710208892-2521960054656400822?l=paigespageblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2521960054656400822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2009/07/4th-of-july-mountain-biking.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/2521960054656400822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/2521960054656400822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2009/07/4th-of-july-mountain-biking.html' title='4th of july mountain biking'/><author><name>Paige</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17050524198879678110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/SlqnghxCeaI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4iwh6a8hq24/S220/HPIM1051.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7826016446710208892.post-4330640498318652400</id><published>2009-07-01T21:39:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T12:51:12.447-06:00</updated><title type='text'>chinese jell-o...a little questionable of whether it's edible</title><content type='html'>When dad got back from his business trip in China, he brought some little packages, of what looked like Jell-O with a white gummy cube in the middle. So Kiwi, Tyler and I decided to try them-why not? I don't think any of us actually swallowed them. They were nasty. And then when you bite into that white cube thing, it's possibly the worst texture. It seemed as if you were eating a slug with a little bit of fruit flavoring. I still have some more if anyone wants to try them!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7826016446710208892-4330640498318652400?l=paigespageblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4330640498318652400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2009/07/chinese-jell-oa-little-questionable-of.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/4330640498318652400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/4330640498318652400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2009/07/chinese-jell-oa-little-questionable-of.html' title='chinese jell-o...a little questionable of whether it&apos;s edible'/><author><name>Paige</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17050524198879678110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/SlqnghxCeaI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4iwh6a8hq24/S220/HPIM1051.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7826016446710208892.post-7648725243350296502</id><published>2009-07-01T20:57:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T11:58:18.669-06:00</updated><title type='text'>mile high</title><content type='html'>While stopping through Denver, CO, we went to Mile High Stadium...home of the Broncos. Who knew how much attention to all the details went into designing it. A bit too ridiculous for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/SlzHGY7lsiI/AAAAAAAAAJg/A7rpZ-BHX7U/s1600-h/HPIM1214.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 241px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/SlzHGY7lsiI/AAAAAAAAAJg/A7rpZ-BHX7U/s320/HPIM1214.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358376569249575458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7826016446710208892-7648725243350296502?l=paigespageblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7648725243350296502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2009/07/mile-high.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/7648725243350296502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/7648725243350296502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2009/07/mile-high.html' title='mile high'/><author><name>Paige</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17050524198879678110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/SlqnghxCeaI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4iwh6a8hq24/S220/HPIM1051.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/SlzHGY7lsiI/AAAAAAAAAJg/A7rpZ-BHX7U/s72-c/HPIM1214.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7826016446710208892.post-5893772790390115701</id><published>2009-07-01T20:56:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T12:06:25.372-06:00</updated><title type='text'>next stop: missouri</title><content type='html'>Saint Louis, Missouri was probably one of the most eventful citie's for how short of a time we were staying there. It was the craziest city I've ever been to. So the main attraction there that we had to go see-since we were acting like tourists-was the giant arch next to the river. It was actually really cool looking, especially since we went at night time so huge spotlights were on it and it makes all the buildings look puney compared to it. We just barely missing the last trip riding up it...bummer. Pictures don't do it justice how big it is-you have to see it in real life to get the full effect haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after admiring the enormous archway, we were going to find a hotel and just spend the night there. As we start driving, I just said something jokingly like "I hope there's a tornado or something to make this a little exciting!" But I was completely joking. Let's just say I have bad karma. We were driving down the road and there is sheet lightning happening all the time. Then buckets of rain start pouring down to the point that the windshield wipers are completely ineffective. Then, all the lighted signs go out-the power is out. Great. So we pull over to where a hotel is. So dad goes in and there are like 2 rooms left, but he doesn't want to pay that much for a room so we were going to look around a little bit and come back to that one if that was the best one. Meanwhile, we are sitting in the car and it is as if there is going to be a tornado! Finally it calms down a little and we go to another hotel but decide to go back to the first one and just stay there. So dad goes back in again to get the room, and just our luck, they are no longer vacant. Wow, we should have just got it in the first place. So we end up having to keep driving and we probably tried 5 other hotels and finally on the 6th one there was a room. Who would've thought so many people would come stay in St. Louis?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/SlzJDXK54NI/AAAAAAAAAJw/gXDabuANSDo/s1600-h/IMG_3791.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/SlzJDXK54NI/AAAAAAAAAJw/gXDabuANSDo/s320/IMG_3791.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358378716260589778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7826016446710208892-5893772790390115701?l=paigespageblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5893772790390115701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2009/07/next-stop-missouri.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/5893772790390115701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/5893772790390115701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2009/07/next-stop-missouri.html' title='next stop: missouri'/><author><name>Paige</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17050524198879678110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/SlqnghxCeaI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4iwh6a8hq24/S220/HPIM1051.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/SlzJDXK54NI/AAAAAAAAAJw/gXDabuANSDo/s72-c/IMG_3791.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7826016446710208892.post-2942890814668725814</id><published>2009-06-25T21:51:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T18:52:17.186-06:00</updated><title type='text'>quote of the day</title><content type='html'>While driving back to the hotel, and relfecting on all the crazy things that had happened during the day, I blurted out "Michael Jackson died today....I did not see that coming." I guess it still hadn't sunk in for me yet haha. I guess you had to be there to think it's funny but it totally beat anything else mom and dad were saying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/SmZirVK1SaI/AAAAAAAAALI/sBvWLB52BaM/s1600-h/%5BAllCDCovers%5D_michael_jackson_thriller_2008_retail_cd-front.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361080902987631010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 290px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/SmZirVK1SaI/AAAAAAAAALI/sBvWLB52BaM/s320/%5BAllCDCovers%5D_michael_jackson_thriller_2008_retail_cd-front.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7826016446710208892-2942890814668725814?l=paigespageblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2942890814668725814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2009/06/quote-of-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/2942890814668725814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/2942890814668725814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2009/06/quote-of-day.html' title='quote of the day'/><author><name>Paige</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17050524198879678110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/SlqnghxCeaI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4iwh6a8hq24/S220/HPIM1051.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/SmZirVK1SaI/AAAAAAAAALI/sBvWLB52BaM/s72-c/%5BAllCDCovers%5D_michael_jackson_thriller_2008_retail_cd-front.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7826016446710208892.post-6228223228839955858</id><published>2009-06-24T19:01:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T21:17:30.031-06:00</updated><title type='text'>gator roadkill</title><content type='html'>This was a first. I have never seen a roadkill aligator on the highway as you're driving down the road. I wonder what that would do to your car! Because it wasn't a little gator! There were some other interesting roadkill we saw in the midwest, don't need to go into detail but skunks, porcupines, and a bear!! Okay the last one wasn't real, but mom thought it was! So it was late, and we were driving through Missouri on the highway thats all like a country road and mom is like "There's a dead bear on the road!!" And of course, we are all like, "yeah right, I'm sure." So we decided to do a U-turn and drive back to inspect. Yeah, don't ask why we were fascinated with seeing a dead bear...I really don't know. So we pull up to it and shine the lights on it, and it was a bail of hay. They look so similar! haha I think being in a car for so long was getting to somebody's head.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7826016446710208892-6228223228839955858?l=paigespageblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6228223228839955858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2009/06/gator-roadkill.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/6228223228839955858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/6228223228839955858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2009/06/gator-roadkill.html' title='gator roadkill'/><author><name>Paige</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17050524198879678110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/SlqnghxCeaI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4iwh6a8hq24/S220/HPIM1051.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7826016446710208892.post-5864475533851118882</id><published>2009-06-24T19:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T21:12:58.430-06:00</updated><title type='text'>civil rights memorial in montgomery</title><content type='html'>I guess this is considered the educational part of my trip. It was good though. Got to go see the church that MLK was a preacher at.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7826016446710208892-5864475533851118882?l=paigespageblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5864475533851118882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2009/06/civil-rights-memorial-in-montgomery.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/5864475533851118882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/5864475533851118882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2009/06/civil-rights-memorial-in-montgomery.html' title='civil rights memorial in montgomery'/><author><name>Paige</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17050524198879678110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/SlqnghxCeaI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4iwh6a8hq24/S220/HPIM1051.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7826016446710208892.post-358133890041371173</id><published>2009-06-23T22:12:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T21:07:56.944-06:00</updated><title type='text'>hard rock cafe-louisiana</title><content type='html'>First time going to a hard rock cafe! Okay it was pretty much just a normal restaurant with a bunch of guitars and costumes from famous musicians on the wall, but still!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7826016446710208892-358133890041371173?l=paigespageblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/feeds/358133890041371173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2009/06/hard-rock-cafe-louisiana.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/358133890041371173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/358133890041371173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2009/06/hard-rock-cafe-louisiana.html' title='hard rock cafe-louisiana'/><author><name>Paige</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17050524198879678110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/SlqnghxCeaI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4iwh6a8hq24/S220/HPIM1051.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7826016446710208892.post-2360757737878978214</id><published>2009-06-23T22:10:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T21:06:16.044-06:00</updated><title type='text'>sounds like french quarters</title><content type='html'>On our way from Houston to Georgia, we swung through New Oreans to check it out. When we  got out of the car in French Quarters, the first thing you hear is this obnoxious music that is ridiculously loud. There was a boat that I guess you can go take rides on but they never stop playing the same song over and over again...it sounds like 500 people playing a little ditty that never ends. But it fades away if you walk far enough from it, but then you start to hear kareokee (which was sometimes painful to listen to...) from every single bar. Its a lot different than anywhere I've ever been! FYI-stay off Bourbon Street...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7826016446710208892-2360757737878978214?l=paigespageblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2360757737878978214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2009/06/sounds-like-french-quarters.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/2360757737878978214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/2360757737878978214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2009/06/sounds-like-french-quarters.html' title='sounds like french quarters'/><author><name>Paige</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17050524198879678110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/SlqnghxCeaI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4iwh6a8hq24/S220/HPIM1051.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7826016446710208892.post-5341007862034819731</id><published>2009-06-21T01:30:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-11T20:08:15.681-06:00</updated><title type='text'>far across the country</title><content type='html'>In 4 hours, I will be at the airport going to Texas! Then from there, we're are going about every other place imaginable. Okay so that's a bit of an exaggeration, but Houstin, New Orleans, Montgomery, Atlanta, Nashville, Nauvoo, and Denver are all on the list. And what's the occasion? Ryan and Julie's wedding in Atlanta! Congrats to them, and pretty soon it'll be like I have a sister!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7826016446710208892-5341007862034819731?l=paigespageblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5341007862034819731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2009/06/far-across-country.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/5341007862034819731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/5341007862034819731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2009/06/far-across-country.html' title='far across the country'/><author><name>Paige</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17050524198879678110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/SlqnghxCeaI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4iwh6a8hq24/S220/HPIM1051.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7826016446710208892.post-8902443307934829497</id><published>2009-06-21T01:14:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T01:21:47.654-06:00</updated><title type='text'>hear here at the grind</title><content type='html'>Jonathan, Tyler and I went to Sam's graduation party last night at The Grind, where Hear Here played. It was pretty fun- DT Vancouver is kind of a crazy place. We did see spiderman riding his bike down the road...or maybe it was just some random guy who thought he was spiderman and was shooting webs at things. And guess what we found down there! A Hula Boys! I thought the only one that existed was on 4th Plain, but I was wrong. So we had to stop there for dinner! It was fun going down to Vancouver, even though almost everything was closed by 7- it was really weird- but Hockinson gets a little boring from time to time. But the park with the playset is always open!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7826016446710208892-8902443307934829497?l=paigespageblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8902443307934829497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2009/06/hear-here-at-grind.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/8902443307934829497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/8902443307934829497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2009/06/hear-here-at-grind.html' title='hear here at the grind'/><author><name>Paige</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17050524198879678110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/SlqnghxCeaI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4iwh6a8hq24/S220/HPIM1051.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7826016446710208892.post-8135411184070933776</id><published>2009-06-19T14:52:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T14:56:38.714-06:00</updated><title type='text'>not so egg-cellent</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;So I decided I should eat something for late breakfast/lunch, and eggs sounded good. I cracked an egg and no liquid came out. Instead it was like a frozen egg slushy in the shell. It was pretty nasty. I think it had a crack already and must've froze or something. I quickly lost my appetite for eggs after that. See for yourself-its pretty gross looking...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349145358969579442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 314px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 231px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/Sjv7XO1Pp7I/AAAAAAAAAIg/7_3bR59ikOs/s320/nasty+egg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7826016446710208892-8135411184070933776?l=paigespageblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8135411184070933776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2009/06/not-so-egg-cellent.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/8135411184070933776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/8135411184070933776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2009/06/not-so-egg-cellent.html' title='not so egg-cellent'/><author><name>Paige</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17050524198879678110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/SlqnghxCeaI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4iwh6a8hq24/S220/HPIM1051.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/Sjv7XO1Pp7I/AAAAAAAAAIg/7_3bR59ikOs/s72-c/nasty+egg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7826016446710208892.post-4483817368058476056</id><published>2009-06-19T14:07:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T14:36:43.817-06:00</updated><title type='text'>getting ready for kiwi and paige's grad party</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Since practically everyone has had grad parties, Kiwi and I decided we should have one too! We had way too much fun getting ready for it. Somehow we came up with the brilliant idea to take the ping-pong table and put it on the deck so we could play outside. But what we didn't think of was that ping-pong tables are not all too easy to just carry down the stairs. We figured we'd give it a try anyways. So we got it all folded it up and rolled it over to the top of the stairs. I don't know why I decided to be on the side who has to go first and walk backwards down the stairs, but we tried to lift it. We got it down the first step and quickly realized that we would NOT be able to make it down the remaining 15 or so stairs. My fingers were quickly turning white from loss of circulation because the table was smashing them as I was yelling "Abort! Abort!" to Kiwi. We both start dying of laughter for how stupid we are. Then we realize what would happen if we were to drop the table-I would get smashed, as the table crashes down to the wood floor- and begin to freak out, while still laughing. So we are stuck on the stairs with the table nearly in tears from laughing, and it's kind of obvious we need a little bit of assistance. So Kiwi calls James, he doesn't answer, then Mikey, no luck there either. So finally James texts us and we are like "We need major help!" And he wasn't cooperating very well -just kidding James :) and I couldn't hold on much longer. So we continued trying to lift it, but the wheel kept getting stuck on the top step. I guess a little bit of adrenaline kicked in since we realized how bad it would be if we dropped it, and we were finally able to miraculously get it back up the stairs. But all are effort wasn't for nothing! Later, James did come over and we were able to get it downstairs with a little help. Now...moving it back upstairs....that's gonna be another story. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Then we also decided that we needed more lights in the backyard, so we could play volleyball at night. The best thing we had were Christmas lights. After a little untangling, arranging, hunting down extension cords, and one blown fuse later, it was all lit up with twinkly lights! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And this morning, I had to pick everything up! But I think it was worth it-it turned out to be pretty fun :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh yeah! I can't forget our awesome Cheez-It Facebook invitation pictures!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349138680562089858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 187px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 151px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/Sjv1Sf00f4I/AAAAAAAAAH4/3jq9PE-tajw/s320/grad+party.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/Sjv1S8Zc9HI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/3JT-DZASTEs/s1600-h/june+18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349138688231928946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 189px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 144px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/Sjv1S8Zc9HI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/3JT-DZASTEs/s320/june+18.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349138688212273746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 192px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 143px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/Sjv1S8UxClI/AAAAAAAAAII/Byg9UG-9vJs/s320/paiges+house.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349138691043439394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 191px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 152px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/Sjv1TG3xMyI/AAAAAAAAAIY/Gr3O2PGek8c/s320/what.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7826016446710208892-4483817368058476056?l=paigespageblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4483817368058476056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2009/06/getting-ready-for-kiwi-and-paiges-grad.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/4483817368058476056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/4483817368058476056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2009/06/getting-ready-for-kiwi-and-paiges-grad.html' title='getting ready for kiwi and paige&apos;s grad party'/><author><name>Paige</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17050524198879678110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/SlqnghxCeaI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4iwh6a8hq24/S220/HPIM1051.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/Sjv1Sf00f4I/AAAAAAAAAH4/3jq9PE-tajw/s72-c/grad+party.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7826016446710208892.post-6160667712859174148</id><published>2009-06-19T13:59:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T14:06:50.052-06:00</updated><title type='text'>it must be a sign!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Hmm...someone must be out to get me, or out to get my front yard at least! Wednesday night, some little punk decided to go around and collect any sign they saw and stick them all in my front yard. Yes, so nice of them. Seriously though, who has that much time to go around hunting for signs? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, it ended up being a good thing! Kiwi and I decided to we could paint the signs and use them for directions to my house for our Grad Party the next day! And also a sign to "Stay off the flowers" (that was for you Mom) just so no one smashed the flowers during the party. So whoever thought they were going to get me good-thank you! It was quite convenient. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349132437350319474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/SjvvnGDJBXI/AAAAAAAAAHw/2qowyFoxRc4/s320/signs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;There's most of them. Some fell down.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7826016446710208892-6160667712859174148?l=paigespageblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6160667712859174148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2009/06/it-must-be-sign.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/6160667712859174148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7826016446710208892/posts/default/6160667712859174148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paigespageblog.blogspot.com/2009/06/it-must-be-sign.html' title='it must be a sign!'/><author><name>Paige</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17050524198879678110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/SlqnghxCeaI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4iwh6a8hq24/S220/HPIM1051.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C6QWT7NSXKk/SjvvnGDJBXI/AAAAAAAAAHw/2qowyFoxRc4/s72-c/signs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
