tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4375831401323579292024-03-05T19:29:55.861-08:00Life According to Stephanienowlet'seat!http://www.blogger.com/profile/08423983819940542410noreply@blogger.comBlogger103125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-437583140132357929.post-45148005725324951832014-11-25T10:35:00.002-08:002014-11-25T10:53:05.745-08:00I'm not sorry you hate me.It has been a while since I have written on this blog, but I have thought and pondered about this subject for a really long time and I feel like this is the best way to help me get through this. I have always been found of writing and I have always enjoyed writing my blog to express my feelings, I just have kind of let it go to the wayside.<br />
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I am going to use another post to update accordingly, but this is post <b><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I would like to share my thoughts on bullying. </span></b><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: x-large;"><b>It's a horrible thing. </b></span><br />
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I was recently in a situation that I felt like I was a victim of being bullied. First, I am not writing this to make people feel sorry or to say "oh pity me"... but rather I am writing this to get the feelings and thoughts off my chest to all of those who think that putting other's down will make you grow stronger or perhaps more liked by others... who knows what it makes you feel... but whatever it is.. it's not right.<br />
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Let me now describe a little bit of what was going on... I am going to try to leave out as many personal details as possible to help protect this person's privacy.<br />
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I have encountered this person many, many times. This person was very destructive to me. She has a way of trying to make me feel guilty for being happy. (Really? WHY?!) If I was happy or excited about something, she was the first to say something negative about her life or situation that would in turn need a "oh, I'm sorry" reply. She always has a way of telling me those things and at the same time trying to make me feel guilty for having a loving husband or having a supportive family. One time she even tried to make me feel guilty about how upset I was when Emmie was in the hospital... as if I wasn't a strong parent because I got emotional over my daughter having to be in the hospital. (WHAT?!)<br />
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Many times this person would be very negative about women that seemed to be very beautiful, especially if they were thin or if they had pretty hair. She would say that "she hated" them... because they had pretty hair or if they were thin. (REALLY?!) She would also consistently belittle people she knew and always took it upon herself to tell me every detail of someone's past mistakes that I'm sure they'd wish everyone would forget. (This is a huge pet peeve of mine by the way. I could care less about about some mistake someone made 7 years ago.. I care more about how they are going to treat me and my family today!) <br />
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So here is my response to people that are prone to doing this... because I know that those words don't just come out of this particular lady's mouth.<br />
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In the words of Dieter F. Uchtdorf,<b> <span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;">"STOP IT!"</span></b><br />
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In a world where there are so many things for women to feel inferior with already we don't need anymore unkindness coming out of the mouth of our fellow peers. Why would we need to bring other down to become happy ourselves? Why can't we all be happy and learn from each other instead of destroy each other for having success, beauty, or have found happiness. <u>It just really doesn't make sense to me.</u> Because:<br />
<b>NEWSFLASH: Everyone is fighting their own battle</b>!<br />
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It truly is destructive.. and the way this particular person "bullied" me in a way of causing guilt for my happiness or telling me numerous times how I "used to be" pretty. (Is that a compliment or insult? Who knows.) I have spent countless days and nights thinking about her and how upset she made me and the emotions that she caused to run through my head. "I have a loving husband, but others don't...maybe I shouldn't be happy." or "I've been given a truly miraculous gift of a beautiful baby girl and I'm trying my hardest to be the best mom I can be, but maybe I'm not strong enough because I chose to have children within the bonds of marriage and my children will grow up with a loving mother and father.... but other children aren't given this gift.... so maybe I should feel bad about this." or "When I decide to fix my hair and make-up for the day I may look really put together and nice, but I don't wear make-up everyday because my husband tells me that he prefers when I don't wear make-up, I should feel guilty because that's not <i>really</i> who I am... I <i>never</i> wear make-up, so when I do, that's <i>not really me..</i>I'm the kind of girl that has let herself go after I got married."<br />
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Isn't this awful? I suffer from anxiety and when I think about things in the past that have caused me pain, most commonly emotional pain, all of the emotions come back to be like a ton of bricks. I find myself getting lost in the negative thoughts and feelings that other's have caused me.. if it was 3 days ago or even 3 years ago. It's hard for me to let hurtful things leave my mind... that's what I'm trying to say.<br />
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So when someone bullies another into negative, guilty feelings they aren't just causing immediate pain but rather pain that can last hours, days, or even years.<br />
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Please consider this when you have the urge to bring up negative things about a person. Please consider just treating the person as a friend rather than a competition. We all have our own battles. We all have our own trials. NONE of us are perfect. All of us are unique and all of us have our own mistakes that hopefully we have overcome and are working towards becoming who we want to be.<br />
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I, personally, have made numerous mistakes and have felt self-conscious countless times. I'm self-conscious about the amount of weight I gained while I was pregnant. I'm self-conscious about my hair, I'm constantly nervous trying to be a good mom. But when I have a good day, when I have finally lost all the weight that I've gain since I've gotten married and then pregnant, I surely don't need someone biting at the bullet to tell me that they "hate me" for being thin or having nice hair. When I've had a rough day with my daughter and future children, I surely don't need someone telling me that they "hate me" for having well behaved kids in public. If you choose to not like me for trying to be a good wife, trying to be a good mom, or having a family that I love so dear then so be it, but know that I have made wrong decisions in the past and I am sure I will make bad decisions in the future, but also know that I am just trying to be my best self and I am not going to let you make me feel guilty about it. I am not going to let YOU put a cap on MY happiness. I just am not. I am not sorry that you hate me for trying to be who I want to be.<br />
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What we as women need is a support system. We need our peers to be supportive and encouraging; not destructive and jealous.<br />
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Here's to being friendly to all that we meet. Here's to the end of women bullying each other... most importantly, here's to the end of letting other's cause us pain from their hurtful comments.<br />
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Be happy. Live happy. Try to make someone happy, not upset.<br />
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<br />nowlet'seat!http://www.blogger.com/profile/08423983819940542410noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-437583140132357929.post-22711695488295826382012-10-08T12:19:00.000-07:002012-10-08T12:19:03.238-07:00October Visit from my Parents!!! My wonderful mom and dad came to visit us this past weekend! I love it when they come visit our home.. which is not much, but we still love it! Mom and dad arrived on Thursday and they just left about 2 hours ago :( . But, all is well because Steven and I are going to be going home for Thanksgiving in November for a few days. We're excited for that fun vacation! It's always fun to show Mom and Dad around to the places we love the most out here in Idaho.. and it's fun to explore things we've never been too!<br />
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We took them to two of our favorite restaurants, Kiwi Loco and Costa Vida, and we showed them around Rexburg. We also went to Mesa Falls, a place where none of us have been before. It was so beautiful! You'll just have to see for yourself in the pictures.<br />
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We also went to Jackson Hole, Wyoming... which is pretty much, like my dad said, rich man's land. It's beautiful, don't get me wrong, but everything is ridiculously over priced. We still had a great time. We went to this really fancy chocolate shop called Coco Love and ate some chocolates, I had a pistachio macaroon. We also went to Ripley's Believe it or Not! Museum; there's some crazy stuff in there! We enjoyed a FABULOUS dinner at a restaurant called the Garage, they had the best onion rings I've ever eaten! Then we went and looked around at some of the houses in Jackson Hole. They're really cool! In one part we were just driving up the side of a hill and the road would wind around all these crazy houses. Some of them had their garage on their roofs! It was crazy!<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">It was a cute little cafe. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Our yummy treats! </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Steven standing by an elk made out of elk antlers at the Ripley's Believe it or Not! Museum.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">A couch made out of a buffalo!!!!!!! (then my camera died and no more pictures :( ) </td></tr>
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And, even though we did have some really fun adventures, we also enjoyed some fun time just at home... playing Rummikub, watching TV, swimming at the hotel, watching General Conference (my favorite part was hearing the Prophet, Thomas S. Monson speak... he is such an incredible man!), cooking food ( I love, love, love cooking for people) and just relaxing.<br />
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Thanks for visiting! Love you Mom and Dad!!!! <span id="goog_16962972"></span><span id="goog_16962973"></span><br />
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<br />STEPHANIE!http://www.blogger.com/profile/07052823223968500159noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-437583140132357929.post-49056046346956602622012-10-03T10:03:00.001-07:002012-10-03T10:07:05.781-07:00MARCH to SEPT. UPDATE! <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Hey there to all of those who read my blog!<br />
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I know it's been a while since I have posted.. and a lot of things have occurred in our lives since posting.... and we have moved two times since posting.. but..let me update you!<br />
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Well.. maybe I will go by the month:<br />
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March..<br />
April..<br />
May..<br />
June..<br />
July..<br />
August..<br />
September..<br />
October..<br />
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Geesh, that's a lot.<br />
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<b>MARCH</b><br />
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In March Steven and I were both still going to school. I was taking 19 credits to end my last semester of being an undergrad. (That was rough! (but over!)) We enjoyed celebrating St. Patrick's Day with our friends the McKell's. They like to have a traditional Irish feast.. and it is always yummy!<br />
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<b>APRIL</b><br />
I GRADUATED!!! It was wonderful. I loved it. My mom and dad were able to come support me as I participated in the ceremony that culminated my entire 5 year undergrad experience! I graduated with my Bachelor's Degree in Health Science with an emphasis on Public Health. I also graduated with a cluster in Advertising and a cluster in Lifestyle Design.<br />
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We also..<br />
Moved out of our first home. (tear ;( )<br />
Moved to South Dakota and in with my mom and dad.<br />
GOT TO GO TO SOUTH CAROLINA! (and all the states in between SD and SC and SC to VA.. but who's counting?)<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Steven and Leah.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Steven and I with Steven's Melancon Grandparents and Leah, Katy, and Jack.</td></tr>
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I really liked visiting our family in South Carolina. We also got to go to Virginia with my sister-in-law and her three kids. It's fun being around my husband's family. I love them. We got to hang out with our nieces and nephew...and actually got to meet Leah for the first time! She's a doll. I also really like this restaurant called Kiyoto Express and we went to it approximately 12323 times while we were there for 2 weeks... okay maybe that was an exaggeration.. but I think we went there like 5 times... and that's not an exaggeration. It's a fast food style Japanese Steakhouse kind of restaurant and soooooo good!<br />
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<b>MAY </b><br />
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Steven started his job at the State Fleet! He got a job washing the state vehicles everyday. He really liked it and his co-workers were fun. He would always come home with fun stories to tell me.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Steven as a mountain man with long hair and a beard!</td></tr>
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I got an internship (I had to do this to receive my diploma). I got my internship with Beyond School Adventures. I absolutely loved it. I taught kids ages kindergarten to 6th grade about health everyday. At first it was a little challenging, but after a while I got the hang of it. I would put together fun experiments with the kids and we would watch Bill Nye videos... it was great!<br />
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We also went to the Omaha Zoo as a family. It's in Nebraska and it was really fun!<br />
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Also!!! Steven turned 23!!! Woot! Woot!<br />
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<b>JUNE</b><br />
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A lot of our lives were devoted to helping my family set up their fireworks business. We also went to the pool a few times.. and go karting.. on walks.<br />
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Also, Oscar our dog got really sick. He was diagnosed with ketoacidosis.. which basically means his diabetes had gotten out of control and his body was producing ketones as a byproduct. It is NOT a good diagnosis to get and not a lot of dogs survive. He also was diagnosed with pancreatitis. He was hospitalized with IV's and everything for about a week.<br />
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<b>JULY</b><br />
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We had a fun time with our family and friends helping out at Fireworks Unlimited Inc. and New 2 You Consignment Store. We really enjoyed working with our family this summer. The consignment store is great! I love it! I definitely get too many things from there!!<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Dad and Steven chillin' in Silver Dollar City.</td></tr>
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I turned 24!!! Woot! Woot! And we went camping for my birthday!! It was really fun!<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Getting ready to go boating at Table Rock Lake!</td></tr>
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We also went on a big family vacation to Branson, Missouri! It was so much fun and we are so thankful that my mom and dad took all of us!<br />
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We celebrated our 1 YEAR ANNIVERSARY!! Awww!! :) It was great! We didn't do anything too special because we were going to be traveling to Idaho within days of our anniversary, but it was fun and very special.<br />
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We moved back to Idaho and into a new apartment!! We love it! We have a washer and dryer this year and our apartment seems a little bigger than last year. It really does feel like home.. our home. We also really like being back at our apartment complex because we get to hang out with our friends again!! It's so fun hanging out with everyone.<br />
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Here's some pictures of our apartment:<br />
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I started my job! I got a job as a Title 1 paraeducator in the Sugar/Salem School district and I work in Central Elementary. I love it! I work with three ladies who are very funny. I assist kindergardeners and first graders on their reading techniques. It's already been very rewarding. They call me Mrs. M and I think it's so fun.<br />
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Steven started school!!! He loves it! It is really weird for me to not be going to school right now. It feels like I should be doing homework or something every night.. but really I have nothing I need to get done. I love that I get to cook and clean at my leisure and I have really enjoyed both.<br />
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Clemson Football started! YAY!!!! We have been trying to watch as many of their games as we can. GOOO CLEMSON!<br />
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Okay.. that's really long.. so I will blog about our current happenings on a future post! Have a good day and thanks for reading!!STEPHANIE!http://www.blogger.com/profile/07052823223968500159noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-437583140132357929.post-64220180079972657512012-02-17T17:23:00.004-08:002012-02-17T17:23:59.136-08:00bowling and valentines!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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So Steven LOVES bowling… in the past two weeks we have gone
bowling 4 times. He even has been looking up videos on youtube to help him
perfect his bowling technique. Thankfully we are on a bowling team so we get to
go bowling at least one day a week!<br />
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Also during the last two weeks we had lots of homework and
lots of tests…. Oh the life of a college student! But… being the madly in love
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took me to wingers, then (you guessed it!) bowling.. then we had a lot of fun
picking out gifts at walmart… we did this all on the day before valentine’s day
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">steven eating a cupcake at cocoa bean!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">me eating a cupcake at cocoa bean</td></tr>
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We are pretty excited to move to Rapid City, SD. Steven has decided for sure that he DOES NOT want to be a chemical engineer.. but would rather love to be a mechanical engineer… his dream job would be to work at a car company and help develop cars. He sure loves to hear those engines purr… and he knows his stuff about cars! Since we’ve been together I’ve learned so much about cars it’s nuts. I can tell you the difference between a V8 and a V6.. and no one of them is not vegetable juice. I can tall you what 22’s are and that a Ferrari needs to have a fire extinguisher in it because it might catch on fire! …. And guess what. I love learning about cars.<br />
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Here are some shots from our Valentine's date (that was actually on Monday) and the flowers that Steven got me AND made for me. He's such a sweetheart. I told him I wanted something homemade and he made me some flowers and he came up with idea ALL by himself... I decided I wanted to make him something too.. so I made him a palmetto tree (south carolina state tree).<br />
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I am very aware that I have not written on my blog in quite sometime. (This is pretty ordinary) But.. recently I have been trying and trying to create a new blog... but have failed terribly (who knew that blogger got so confusing!?). I think I am just going to continue with my according to stephanie blog... and update it a little bit. </div>
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I am taking 19 credits in my FINAL semester at BYU-Idaho!! Hooray! ...well, kinda. I received an email today that was sent out to all graduates and I got kind of emotional reading it. (I admit it.. I shed a couple tears) It's just crazy to think I am done with this chapter in my life. For so long college graduation seemed so far away... but now, just a few months. I am so grateful for my education and through college I have learned and grown so much... and I just can't believe my undergraduate days are almost over. </div>
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Steven is exited and getting ready to transfer to South Dakota School of Mines and Technology in Rapid City, SD. He hasn't quite decided if he wants to be a chemical engineer or a mechanical engineer... but he's excited to transfer. We're both pretty excited to move too. Some aspects of moving terrify me a little bit. Like: Where are we going to live? Where will I find a job?? WE HAVE NO FRIENDS THERE! But.. I know that it will all work out. </div>
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I may or may not get an internship at a Women's Clinic in Idaho Falls. I'm pretty excited about it. Out of all types of health I would have to say that Women's Health is my absolute favorite. Working in a Women's Clinic would be my dream job... so I am kind of hoping the internship works out. </div>
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Steven's brother, Aaron, who is currently moving from Kuwait to Afghanistan, gave us an X-Box 360 Kinect and some sweet games for our wedding/Christmas gift. We have a lot of fun and sure make a lot of noise (sorry Andrus's). Steven really likes the new Batman game and I really like Disney Universe (we get to play together so I like that). We both really like Your Shape Evolved and Just Dance 3. Great workouts!! THANK YOU AARON! </div>
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I have not been very good at eating healthy. I went to a Zumba class and I felt super out of shape. AHHH.. I don't think an aerobics instructor ever wants to feel like that. I wanted to start WeightWatchers .... but I haven't been very good at it lately. So.. hopefully I will start focusing more on getting back into shape and getting healthier soon. </div>
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Steven and I are on a bowling team with our friends Jennifer and Justin and Jennifer's brother and his friend. Our team name is M&M (Melancon's and the McKell's.. get it?) We lost our first match and won our second. It's pretty fun and stress free. We're hoping to make team shirts soon... bedazzled shirts. ... haha, just kidding. </div>
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Two of our neighbors are having babies! Our neighbors The Hallam's (Chelsea is my old roommate so we have a lot of fun being neighbors) are expecting a son at the end of May and The McNary's are expecting a little girl in March. I am going to Bethani's baby shower tomorrow and I am pretty excited!</div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">This is a picture of Steven and I on our last night of our honeymoon in Myrtle Beach, SC. We decided to go out on the town and had a lot of fun. We rode a roller coaster, ate at a street Greek restaurant, went in to countless shops, and had yummy smoothies from a street vendor.<br />
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<br /></div>STEPHANIE!http://www.blogger.com/profile/07052823223968500159noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-437583140132357929.post-61410259494621259192011-10-01T19:32:00.000-07:002011-10-01T19:32:35.899-07:00women are so mean sometimes.women. why are women so weird sometimes? why are we so degrading to ourselves? why do we put ourselves down so often? do we not realize that we are all SO beautiful in so many ways?! i don't get it. i am a complete victim of this horrendous act that women so often commit to themselves. i don't get how easy it is to see someone else's beauty.. and completely forget about how beautiful you are.<br />
i hate it. i hate it when i do it to myself. i hate it when i see others do it. i hate it that i put steven through my self pity stages. i hate it when i am all "woe is me".. i hate it when i don't think i am pretty.<br />
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i know i am a unique woman who has been given sooo many talents to help others. i know that i have been given attributes and qualities that make me, me. i know that i a beautiful daughter of our Father in Heaven. i know that His children, you and me, are of the most significant importance. i know that He loves EVERYONE. seriously.. i'm not just saying that. our Father in Heaven loves every single one of us.<br />
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then why is it so.. so .. SO easy to find ways to find flaws within our bodies.. within ourselves?<br />
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i think it's satan. satan plays tricks on us. satan.. wasn't granted a body like you and me. so satan attacks us. he lurers us in in ways so specific to each individual. he tells us that we aren't good enough. he tells us that we don't need to treat our bodies with respect.. he tries to make us think that our bodies our useless, ugly, and nobody even notices us. satan uses propaganda within ourselves to let us think that we aren't as pretty as the girls on tv.<br />
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well.. let me tell you something. don't ever.. ever think that. i know it's easy.. i know i fall victim to it time and time again.. but i also know how to get right back up. recently i wasn't feeling the greatest.. i made it easy for me to put myself down.. and i am so disappointed in myself. i am so disappointed that i would put myself down so much. i feel hurt.. but it's weird because i am the name caller, i am the bully, i am the one who through words stronger than stones... at myself.<br />
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i am frustrated that i would be so disrespectful to my own body, my own image. i know that i am loved, so dearly loved by my most wonderful, amazing husband. .. and why.. why would i be so mean to stephanie? so mean to the girl that is blessed in so, so many ways?<br />
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i don't have all the answers.. nor do i have the solution to a problem that women face day in and day out.. but i do know that i hate it when i am mean to myself. i do know that i am so incredibly lucky to have such wonderful family and freinds in my life. i am so lucky that i look like me.. and no one else. i am so lucky to have a healthy body. i am so lucky to have a full head of healthy, long, curly hair. i am so lucky to have blue eyes that i can see the beautiful things in the world. i am so lucky to have healthy hands, feet and muscles. i am so lucky to have a healthy smile so i can bring happiness to other people. i am so lucky to have a brain that is functional (most of the time). i am so lucky to be a woman.. to hopefully have the chance and opportunity to carry our children and give birth to those many miracles we hope to have. i am so lucky. it's hard to say because we live in a world that promotes humbleness and meekness, which is good,... but, as a female, i think it is absolutely necessary to look in the mirror, look at yourself right in the eye and tell yourself that you are pretty... and you're not just pretty. you are gorgeous. you have soo, so much worth and soo, soo many people love you for who YOU are. be beautiful. .. and don't just think you're beautiful, know you're beautiful.<br />
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i, stephanie melancon, am pretty. i am a beautiful daughter of God. i am the gorgeous wife of Steven and i am so, so thankful to be loved by such a wonderful man. i am not perfect.. but i know that the Lord will make my weaknesses into strengths if i let Him.<br />
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<br />STEPHANIE!http://www.blogger.com/profile/07052823223968500159noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-437583140132357929.post-85893788335567658872011-09-21T22:34:00.000-07:002011-09-21T22:34:06.898-07:00i love couponing!okay so i recently really got into couponing. i got inspired by the show extreme couponing.. also i like couponing because steven and i are young newlyweds on a tight budget and coupons help us out a lot. we've probably saved more that a hundred dollars in coupons in the last month. that's a lot!! today we recently saved 49% of our order at Albertson's grocery store. Our total was originally over $60 and we ended up paying 34ish dollars. This was due to coupons, our savings card, and promotions. It was pretty cool because the deal for the week at Albertson's is that they are rounding all coupons up to a $1. So we had a couple coupons that rounded up to a dollar which more than doubled the coupon! Pretty cool right? Using coupons is fun. I recommend it.. plus you save a lot of money... and it is a good way to build up food storage. We didn't really need anything at the store, but because of the good deals we went and used coupons and purchased the food at low prices instead of paying full price later. It's fun :) We aren't food hoarders by any means... we just try to be very resourceful with the money we have.. and make it go as far as we can.STEPHANIE!http://www.blogger.com/profile/07052823223968500159noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-437583140132357929.post-25546855444119877322011-09-18T20:00:00.000-07:002011-09-18T20:00:30.347-07:00our honeymoon to myrtle beach.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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steven and i went to myrtle beach on our honeymoon. we has such a great time! the weather was just perfect! we got there on sunday and they predicted hurricane irene to hit on that friday. we were so excited to see the weather before the hurricane.. and we really wanted to stay for the hurricane.. but we were already scheduled to leave on thursday rather than friday. bummer right? well.. it was probably safer that way. myrtle beach is like a combination of las vegas and disney world. it's pretty cool. there is probably like a hundred hotels along the beach strip. there are really, really nice ones and some not so nice ones. we stay in an inexpensive resort and were very happy. we played in the ocean, the very salty ocean, went to broadway at the beach multiple times, went to an aquarium and touched sting ray, ate at margaritaville, planet hollywood, hard rock cafe, and lots of other places. we had so, so much fun on our honeymoon. we loved it!STEPHANIE!http://www.blogger.com/profile/07052823223968500159noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-437583140132357929.post-89255365595072409722011-09-15T17:51:00.000-07:002011-09-15T17:51:15.969-07:00we went to yellowstone and didn't see any bears.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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last weekend (sept. 9-10) steven and i went on a little camping trip with our friends jennifer and justin. we do a lot with jennifer and justin... they are pretty much our best friends here and they are pretty cool.. so it works. well on our camping trip we went to yellowstone and saw 673 geysers, 321 bison, 1 deer, and almost all of the united states according to license plates. okay maybe that was an exaggeration on the geysers.. but really we did see a lot. it was a lot of fun and i really like camping. we had received a dutch oven for a wedding present and also an inflatable mattress. we were excited to use both.. but we only got to use the dutch oven because apparently the charger to blow up the mattress needed to charger for 12 hours rather than the 12 minutes we had it attached to its power source. also we only had 1 sleeping bag! aren't we such good campers? haha!! well at least we had a tent and blankets and pillows and each other. i froze all night and was soooo incredibly uncomfortable because we slept on the ground with a sleeping bag as our mattress. it was a fun camping experience.. but i never want to sleep on the ground again! boy was i excited to return to our nice bed the next night! other than our lack of a mattress and heat in our tent, we had a great time cooking food over the fire. we made tin foil dinners and peach cobbler in our dutch oven. yum yum! yellowstone is really pretty.. we really liked it. there were a ton of people there too. we found pretty much every single us license plate except for like 4 or 5. it was pretty fun... also steven decided to cook an egg over the fire and it exploded. okay.. it kind of just cracked, but it was still cool.STEPHANIE!http://www.blogger.com/profile/07052823223968500159noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-437583140132357929.post-1115976167508731252011-09-14T17:51:00.000-07:002011-09-14T17:51:05.567-07:00our wedding!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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well, many of you are probably wanting to see pictures of our wedding. our internet uploading speed is very slow... but here is a picture of steven and i just leaving the temple. our wedding ceremony was so beautiful and perfect. i loved it so much and i am so, so happy that i get to be with the love of my life, steven melancon, forever and ever! being married is pretty much really sweet. i love that we have our own home now. our own two bedroom apartment on the third floor. i love coming home to steven and greeting him when he returns. i love it! today i made apple cake (remember how we picked 26 pounds of apples?)... and the aroma of the baking cake greeted steven as he walked into the door... and i loved it! i love being a wife and being able to serve my husband in so many ways.. and i love it when steven does those special little things for me. the other day he cleaned up the living room (there were boxes everywhere because we were still unpacking) and did so much stuff around the apartment that i was soooo excited when i came home. i love my husband.. and in six days we've been married for a month! hooray!STEPHANIE!http://www.blogger.com/profile/07052823223968500159noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-437583140132357929.post-47348424808552216342011-09-13T12:35:00.000-07:002011-09-13T18:11:27.928-07:00We went apple picking!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Last night Steven and I and our friends Jennifer and Justin went to an apple orchard on BYU-Idaho's campus. It was really fun and really pretty. A storm was rolling in so the colors were just beautiful. There were so many different types of apples and so many different trees! Probably more than 100. I think all of the apples were crossbred or something. We just kind of picked whatever we thought looked good.. and we ended up picking 26 pounds of apples! Our friends picked 28 pounds... that's a grand total of 54 pounds of apples! Holy moly! But guess what, our 26 pounds of apples only cost us $13 because the apples were only 50 cents a pound. Good deal right? Well later that night we, along with Jennifer and Justin, made and canned 20 pounds of apples into applesauce... and it is scrumptious!STEPHANIE!http://www.blogger.com/profile/07052823223968500159noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-437583140132357929.post-61108951028683901962011-03-16T13:25:00.000-07:002011-03-16T13:28:34.725-07:00something that you could never get tired of doing.<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: medium; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 20px; ">day 29 something that you could never get tired of doing.</span></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; line-height: 20px;"><br /></span></span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9W5pqa7O6zbXtpyuy133omN-9afcajhafFKNM8jTOZgYrcCer5I28OB_gbfdlpVyoBLkkzs2UH5VQipXjqdumE1aDeLYi7cV7mJvVjP2NF5sMVISe6tsvOukei3zY5SwCGLGGnTs5sWdS/s1600/Photo+2734.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9W5pqa7O6zbXtpyuy133omN-9afcajhafFKNM8jTOZgYrcCer5I28OB_gbfdlpVyoBLkkzs2UH5VQipXjqdumE1aDeLYi7cV7mJvVjP2NF5sMVISe6tsvOukei3zY5SwCGLGGnTs5sWdS/s320/Photo+2734.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584777229044692034" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 20px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">looking into his eyes.</span></span></span></span></div></div>STEPHANIE!http://www.blogger.com/profile/07052823223968500159noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-437583140132357929.post-80353064565411688112011-03-12T01:51:00.000-08:002011-03-12T01:55:07.351-08:00your favorite music.<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 20px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;">day 28 your favorite music.</span><br /></span></span></span><br /><div>hmm..<div>this is a toughy.</div><div>i'm a country girl.. but i also really like to bust a groove to top forty... and also i like to sway my hips to some good latin tunes. ... and also i like chill, emo-like, music... and also i really like fun crazy music... and somtimes.. i even like to listen to musical music. </div><div><br /></div><div>hmm.. .. i choose to not decide on a favorite.. but enjoy them all! :)</div></div>STEPHANIE!http://www.blogger.com/profile/07052823223968500159noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-437583140132357929.post-37545005809027717882011-03-11T01:57:00.000-08:002011-03-11T02:08:44.155-08:00a picture of you last year and now and how have you changed since then?<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 20px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; ">day 27 a picture of you last year and now and how have you changed since then?</span></span></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span"></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; line-height: 20px;"><br /></span></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEis6JFU8KACwu0JgjYv6BmkbbRtOVXsV5Wq1y2LiGu2q6uY2GvwND62ykYt7wmchZHIDhSKQVg-q2wEoKPDeXGmGnEJT6FM7eovgjpnBXBUlrFGP2bSiYnLO6B8BwdAcnqYWZPt13lRJGIK/s1600/IMG_2173.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEis6JFU8KACwu0JgjYv6BmkbbRtOVXsV5Wq1y2LiGu2q6uY2GvwND62ykYt7wmchZHIDhSKQVg-q2wEoKPDeXGmGnEJT6FM7eovgjpnBXBUlrFGP2bSiYnLO6B8BwdAcnqYWZPt13lRJGIK/s320/IMG_2173.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582760826808174130" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 20px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">this is a picture of my friend jennifer and i. we went to extravadance (a dance showcase) and then we went back to jennifer's apartment and made fajitas.. and probably watched pushing daisies. </span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; line-height: 20px;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; line-height: 20px;">hmm.. how have i changed?</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; line-height: 20px;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; line-height: 20px;">well... i think that i have learned and grown a lot within the past year. i'm not going to formulate a list.. but i know that stephanie from march 2011 is the same, but looking for new things to learn everyday... and within that quest it's easy to transform into the person the Lord wants and needs you to be. </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 20px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif;font-size:100%;color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 20px;font-size:13px;"><br /></span></span></div></div>STEPHANIE!http://www.blogger.com/profile/07052823223968500159noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-437583140132357929.post-34794056796119618132011-03-11T01:46:00.000-08:002011-03-11T01:56:28.707-08:00a photo of somewhere you've been too.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbA1FjiYa7UEXA0NzT1OzMxg-S_irpodWSinn9mKpitlOU2w8Zd19-9ms4B99tlA5gpzpTHSIINu6on4TeyBg3Rrn-qvduQi6c03JtgyKmLDQc_IXPzp4o-69awlS0YIezNwWlPKo3Fxuf/s1600/IMG_2584.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbA1FjiYa7UEXA0NzT1OzMxg-S_irpodWSinn9mKpitlOU2w8Zd19-9ms4B99tlA5gpzpTHSIINu6on4TeyBg3Rrn-qvduQi6c03JtgyKmLDQc_IXPzp4o-69awlS0YIezNwWlPKo3Fxuf/s320/IMG_2584.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582758041928340354" /></a><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></span></b><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKL3crGNK30oB2SIaRpYkqBKONholl9rjOCTBUu55f8fU0P0qu2SoZF7Hf0OuGZrb56mUGj61_lR-FABkhOg_lbUSs4BOHs_aN00NJvq2WY0Pup2SBVPaVMKMMI1hg_RBmPbezrLpkT5g-/s1600/IMG_2583.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKL3crGNK30oB2SIaRpYkqBKONholl9rjOCTBUu55f8fU0P0qu2SoZF7Hf0OuGZrb56mUGj61_lR-FABkhOg_lbUSs4BOHs_aN00NJvq2WY0Pup2SBVPaVMKMMI1hg_RBmPbezrLpkT5g-/s320/IMG_2583.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582758039225019554" /></a><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></span></b><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVmtSKNBFPCvHwZ2Pr3qmy1WLLhQboOgN6u6HttH-N4eZQjT3DoJ2hKO6dONujop8g-8SsRDzSWyJn8NTMPZZwe-6dAKlLJiWi3psZHRd-Cb9FNS0f86bgmD_pD7WfEGrha_dPRoSn_dn8/s1600/IMG_2572.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVmtSKNBFPCvHwZ2Pr3qmy1WLLhQboOgN6u6HttH-N4eZQjT3DoJ2hKO6dONujop8g-8SsRDzSWyJn8NTMPZZwe-6dAKlLJiWi3psZHRd-Cb9FNS0f86bgmD_pD7WfEGrha_dPRoSn_dn8/s320/IMG_2572.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582758031766862722" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 20px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">day 26 a photo of somewhere you've been too. </span></span></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 20px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 20px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">SEATTLE, WASHINGTON!! </span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 20px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 20px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 20px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">last april 2010 i went to visit one of my best friends, jennifer, in seattle, washington! i had such a great time!!! i loved it! her family is so nice and welcoming... also they make delicious food. jennifer and i traveled the pacific northwest within like 10 days. on this particular day we went to downtown seattle and visited the ever famous pike place. .. as you can tell i thought the raw fish was ... well.. not appealing. jennifer is standing by this delicious donut shop. they make mini donuts that are just SOOO good.. and little! </span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 20px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 20px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">thanks for the wonderful vacation jennifer!! i loved it! i'm so happy we are friends :) </span></span></span></span></div>STEPHANIE!http://www.blogger.com/profile/07052823223968500159noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-437583140132357929.post-19252731893312232452011-03-11T01:43:00.000-08:002011-03-11T01:56:47.309-08:00what's in your purse?<span class="Apple-style-span" style=" color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 20px; font-size:13px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">day 25 what's in your purse?<br /></span></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 20px;font-size:13px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 20px;font-size:13px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">well.. if you know me.. you know that i don't REALLY like carrying a purse. i mean.. i will do it.. but usually if i am just running to the store.. or somewhere quick i will just grab my wallet. </span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 20px;font-size:13px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 20px;font-size:13px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">my purse usually contains the following items:</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 20px;font-size:13px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">my wallet</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 20px;font-size:13px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">food (i get hungry)</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 20px;font-size:13px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">gum (sometimes i don't like the way my breath smells)</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 20px;font-size:13px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">car keys (that is unless i am driving my car of course)</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 20px;font-size:13px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">check book (some stores don't like my check card)</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 20px;font-size:13px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">did i mention food?</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif;font-size:100%;color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 20px;font-size:13px;"><br /></span></span></div>STEPHANIE!http://www.blogger.com/profile/07052823223968500159noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-437583140132357929.post-18160317377503251622011-03-08T00:07:00.000-08:002011-03-08T08:04:23.476-08:00a photo of something that means a lot to you.<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 20px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">day 24 a photo of something that means a lot to you.</span></span></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span"></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif;color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: -webkit-xxx-large; line-height: 20px;"><br /></span></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-ash1/v286/24/125/1501290025/n1501290025_30073568_8289.jpg?dl=1"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 453px; height: 604px;" src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-ash1/v286/24/125/1501290025/n1501290025_30073568_8289.jpg?dl=1" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">this is my grandma taylor... she is one of my most favorite people ever. she will always be a hero in my eyes for all the people she helped and served through her life. my grandma always found a way to brighten the lives of those she came in contact with.. even in her final days. she was such an brilliant woman. her little, frail 4'8" body held the the strongest, mightiest attitude and a self confidence nothing could shatter. she taught me so many principles and life lessons that would make an impact on my life forever. she always had such high expectations for us... for me.. and it would always break my heart to let her down. i think about her daily and sometimes still wish i could call her up.. just so i can talk to my best friend again. ..to hear her voice scream stephy! to listen to her counsel and tell her about my day. </span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; line-height: 20px;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; line-height: 20px;">she, sharon claire taylor, my grandmother, mentor, and best friend.. means the world to me... and i look forward for the day i can run into her arms and give her just the biggest hug. </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif;font-size:100%;color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 20px;font-size:13px;"><br /></span></span></div></div>STEPHANIE!http://www.blogger.com/profile/07052823223968500159noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-437583140132357929.post-64505711609092822182011-03-07T17:52:00.000-08:002011-03-07T18:31:34.829-08:0015 facts about you.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqOKD1UedA-uZX1-hkg_skhV5PykKULx4gZwRI5M_6FayWH_yWjt0yxP_ZTfhAKRxXOJe6Sq0Ss5yjsO3HAyZt9y9Tq4WyAzOBxlospnHHf8rSoQCIiGTVMbn4g-60_wSGDspAkKG2QUDu/s1600/Photo+1828.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 161px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqOKD1UedA-uZX1-hkg_skhV5PykKULx4gZwRI5M_6FayWH_yWjt0yxP_ZTfhAKRxXOJe6Sq0Ss5yjsO3HAyZt9y9Tq4WyAzOBxlospnHHf8rSoQCIiGTVMbn4g-60_wSGDspAkKG2QUDu/s200/Photo+1828.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581530820699987218" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjr-nWQk9tYjOzba5kLBOaoLh7qTCfWGGyFViHMf8SqjXSTOFmNR1y07XnknTnSZjEc7Ki4pGr2S8_sCp5WqtiUpsGpaPKrqmr4D-LqPzEqzMqcLU1I8JxKlMeh617aEBomf056IHXBPLET/s1600/IMG_1924.JPG"><br /></a><br />1. i get really scared, really easily. <div>2. i worked as a lifeguard for two summers.</div><div>3. i am a licensed zumba instructor. </div><div>4. i have one brother, three boy cousins, and i am the only granddaughter for all of my grandparents.</div><div>5. i was a member of student council all four years of high school.</div><div>6. i wrote for the school newspaper in high school and that has in turn made me notice grammar mistakes really easily.</div><div>7. my family co-owns a fireworks corporation and a consignment store. </div><div>8. i am a bargain shopper.. and i love getting a good deal and i am not a fan of paying full price for things... especially clothes.</div><div>9. i have a ridiculous crush on a guy named steven.</div><div>10. sometimes i wish i could be real life friends with cam from modern family.</div><div>11. one time i was on a college intramural swim team. </div><div>12. i think my roommate nicole is one of the funniest people ever.</div><div>13. i lived in the same house my entire life until i was practically 21 years old... then my family moved.</div><div>14. i usually take my socks off in my bed right before i fall asleep.</div><div>15. i love taking naps while laying in the sunshine. </div><div><br /></div>STEPHANIE!http://www.blogger.com/profile/07052823223968500159noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-437583140132357929.post-74611525555013008812011-03-07T17:42:00.000-08:002011-03-07T17:48:56.210-08:00a letter to someone who has hurt you recently.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWg_A8u-4u7xhj8hVLw_fUBgFk08-O4WR-9uIz3XAXouhF8E1SWbqFqWMbiw-rXjSrcqzJVU2gehom8MZj_BiQViYmpF44x6TyRKUoc-A9n9COK60InC_sNWaeKoSDhTTmge_y1LS2ZsJg/s1600/IMG_2939.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWg_A8u-4u7xhj8hVLw_fUBgFk08-O4WR-9uIz3XAXouhF8E1SWbqFqWMbiw-rXjSrcqzJVU2gehom8MZj_BiQViYmpF44x6TyRKUoc-A9n9COK60InC_sNWaeKoSDhTTmge_y1LS2ZsJg/s200/IMG_2939.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581519979558001506" /></a><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 20px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">d</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 20px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">ay 22 a letter to someone who has hurt you recently.</span></span></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 20px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 20px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">dear britanee walton,</span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 20px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 20px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">please stop hitting me and punching me. you are giving me bruises.</span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 20px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 20px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">love,</span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 20px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">stephanie</span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif;font-size:100%;color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 20px;font-size:13px;"><br /></span></span></div>STEPHANIE!http://www.blogger.com/profile/07052823223968500159noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-437583140132357929.post-72444609684630178132011-03-06T00:33:00.001-08:002011-03-06T00:37:13.805-08:00a photo of something that makes you happy.<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, serif; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 20px; ">day 21 a photo of something that makes you happy.</span></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"><br /></span></span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRLiWoQ6NaKrq2R41Nu4mQ82Aw-DyZVRiupZYv7ZXPbCf8yniuOTpM9YBDo1UzTuq8vwhHN9D68_-tYxVERFheHOtUOHN1aN7QL83kJcBUdEyGxv6A9rLnzB3m84QzM4Qo_0m-vfBP8j_G/s1600/IMG_3141.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRLiWoQ6NaKrq2R41Nu4mQ82Aw-DyZVRiupZYv7ZXPbCf8yniuOTpM9YBDo1UzTuq8vwhHN9D68_-tYxVERFheHOtUOHN1aN7QL83kJcBUdEyGxv6A9rLnzB3m84QzM4Qo_0m-vfBP8j_G/s320/IMG_3141.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580882989843340418" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 20px;font-size:medium;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 20px;font-size:medium;"><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#0000EE;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal; text-decoration: underline;"><br /></span></span></div></span></span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 20px; font-family:Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif;font-size:13px;"><br /></span></div></div>STEPHANIE!http://www.blogger.com/profile/07052823223968500159noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-437583140132357929.post-32106000210675212862011-03-04T00:02:00.000-08:002011-03-04T00:04:44.771-08:00the meaning behind your blog name.<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 20px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">day 20 the meaning behind your blog name.<br /></span></span></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">well.. </span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">my name is stephanie... </span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">and my blog is about my life..</span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">... according to me.</span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">it's kind of self explanatory. lol.. </span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif;font-size:100%;color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif;font-size:100%;color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"><br /></span></span></div>STEPHANIE!http://www.blogger.com/profile/07052823223968500159noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-437583140132357929.post-49839817974438268302011-03-02T17:06:00.001-08:002011-03-02T17:14:37.072-08:00another picture of yourself.<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#0000EE;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></span></span></span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 20px; "><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: medium; ">day 19 another picture of yourself.</span></div></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 20px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); line-height: normal; "><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdcroAuCrXX5vpgabjqR4gPOnYcsUp7wyVrAup5IW2kj784rSirJol0tfExRgcht-lL-Cj-56_jm6pb8ohZZQ_WRGTc-YzeH3-TLfMcq_Ro9JR7MNucabJQBDEy6BsEPQAnwjPR5LVZuEF/s1600/Photo+2495.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdcroAuCrXX5vpgabjqR4gPOnYcsUp7wyVrAup5IW2kj784rSirJol0tfExRgcht-lL-Cj-56_jm6pb8ohZZQ_WRGTc-YzeH3-TLfMcq_Ro9JR7MNucabJQBDEy6BsEPQAnwjPR5LVZuEF/s320/Photo+2495.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579655311307750178" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /></a></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 20px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">this is nicole and myself... sometimes things get a little scary in our apartment. </span></span></span></span></div>STEPHANIE!http://www.blogger.com/profile/07052823223968500159noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-437583140132357929.post-14388194179965495412011-03-02T00:08:00.000-08:002011-03-02T00:39:52.278-08:00something you crave a lot.day 18 something you crave a lot.<div><br /></div><div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v319/47/5/1405925600/n1405925600_30085671_7741.jpg?dl=1"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 453px; height: 604px;" src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v319/47/5/1405925600/n1405925600_30085671_7741.jpg?dl=1" border="0" alt="" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">this is steven (and his nephew). he is from south carolina and he is really cute and he is really nice and he makes me smile and laugh and i like it when we hold hands. </div></div><div style="text-align: center;">i might have a crush on him. </div><div><div><br /></div></div>STEPHANIE!http://www.blogger.com/profile/07052823223968500159noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-437583140132357929.post-70114999979703348212011-03-01T23:57:00.000-08:002011-03-02T00:01:09.653-08:00a photo of you and your family.<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 20px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">day 17 a photo of you and your family.<br /></span></span><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOPCzz-zYTYN6kEvcsB3ekLs208wkjwWaNJ6MWUoc0z9XajvdkNZoPav9CSPzpKyGYX3FDXSqLGY4CEwLn9k0SwRFi0DN-lUJPjHo8sjdLYqt-9dA9dNJM9cve39s-iFE0ZtcouOES37hq/s1600/family2.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 259px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOPCzz-zYTYN6kEvcsB3ekLs208wkjwWaNJ6MWUoc0z9XajvdkNZoPav9CSPzpKyGYX3FDXSqLGY4CEwLn9k0SwRFi0DN-lUJPjHo8sjdLYqt-9dA9dNJM9cve39s-iFE0ZtcouOES37hq/s320/family2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579389184891497634" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">one of my most favorite-est days ever.</div><div style="text-align: center;"> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">(yes i know that isn't grammatically correct)</span></div>STEPHANIE!http://www.blogger.com/profile/07052823223968500159noreply@blogger.com0