<?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-6176653040137119876</id><updated>2012-01-26T09:47:54.013-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's The First Day of My Life</title><subtitle type='html'>The latest and greatest...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Jenny Alama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01464879768650667974</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tz9pNX6P0jM/Sif_psQGKXI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/JWplvuj0HQg/S220/trax+fun.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>137</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6176653040137119876.post-4989201315734290419</id><published>2011-11-23T13:24:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-23T13:55:04.016-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Newest Addition!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*** Disclaimer: The baby referred to in the following post is not an actual tiny, cute, precious bundle of joy like you might think. One of those isn't in our future quite yet. Sorry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A week and half ago I was driving on the freeway to meet my carpool for dance when my car decided it wanted to die instead. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Motor=dead.&lt;/span&gt; I guess there'd been a slow leak and it was completely out of oil. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Awesome&lt;/span&gt;. So I waited for my wonderful husband and father to come tow it away and bring me to safety.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that left me without a car. It costs more to fix it than it's worth so fixing it was pretty much out. So we went car shopping the next night and found this beauty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hhkfQ_gledg/Ts1dLgB-ZiI/AAAAAAAAAX4/QkQJEXWSclc/s1600/nissan.2008.altima_04.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hhkfQ_gledg/Ts1dLgB-ZiI/AAAAAAAAAX4/QkQJEXWSclc/s320/nissan.2008.altima_04.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678297157342225954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2008 Nissan Altima&lt;br /&gt;Power locks, Push start button, dual climate control, heated seats, moon/sun roof, Bose sound system&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This baby had everything we hoped for but figured we'd have to sacrifice. And we could afford it all. How awesome is that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was my first big purchase of my life. I've never bought anything on credit or that's more than $1700. So of course I needed to sleep on it. The next day we went back and another couple was looking at it... That's about all it took. I wanted that car! We shook the guys hand, did all the paperwork stuff and drove away with my new baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found myself being all protective if someone gets too close or cuts me off. I yell at them sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A week and half later and I couldn't be happier with our purchase. I probably would have looked for weeks and then gone back to it only to find it was gone and be so sad. Thank goodness I have a husband who is smart and can help me make decisions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you see me on the streets don't be jealous.&lt;br /&gt;And don't drive to close or I'll yell at you :)&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/6176653040137119876-4989201315734290419?l=itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/4989201315734290419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6176653040137119876&amp;postID=4989201315734290419&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/4989201315734290419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/4989201315734290419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/2011/11/newest-addition.html' title='Newest Addition!'/><author><name>Jenny Alama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14796030141874589857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hhkfQ_gledg/Ts1dLgB-ZiI/AAAAAAAAAX4/QkQJEXWSclc/s72-c/nissan.2008.altima_04.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6176653040137119876.post-3125886609563263481</id><published>2011-10-10T08:52:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-10T08:52:00.330-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Europe Trip Recap: Bayonne</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After the Running of the Bulls we started our stay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;with the Ero Bat group in Bayonne.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We loved every second of our stay there.&lt;br /&gt;The buildings, the food, the people, performing,&lt;br /&gt;and dancing and hanging out with the group.&lt;br /&gt;I just didn't want it to end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our host family was so kind and funny.&lt;br /&gt;They didn't speak hardly any English but&lt;br /&gt;it made communicating all the better.&lt;br /&gt;I truly hope to see them again some day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zWzsttZ7ebk/TpJjwfMegcI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/PAOQe803hQ8/s1600/DSCN0478.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zWzsttZ7ebk/TpJjwfMegcI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/PAOQe803hQ8/s320/DSCN0478.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661697366216835522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After a performance at a Nursing Home we all went for a bike ride along the beach. Hands down the most memorable and fun activity of the tour. It was so relaxing and beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZwFsTS0fwBA/TpJkU-kHJoI/AAAAAAAAAyY/3NShwxqKndQ/s1600/DSC_0536.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZwFsTS0fwBA/TpJkU-kHJoI/AAAAAAAAAyY/3NShwxqKndQ/s320/DSC_0536.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661697993112757890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Clog America and Ero Bat dancing in their studio.&lt;br /&gt;These guys we so much fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MfiCfPRZRLs/TpJjYtK-B3I/AAAAAAAAAyI/pQPVweT11Xc/s1600/DSC_0589.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MfiCfPRZRLs/TpJjYtK-B3I/AAAAAAAAAyI/pQPVweT11Xc/s320/DSC_0589.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661696957651748722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Fez with Remi and Fanny in Bayonne.&lt;br /&gt;I loved the feel of this city. It was so cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gQadvHFDpMQ/TpJifNG-OnI/AAAAAAAAAyA/3oQHAmf_lTE/s1600/DSC_0608.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gQadvHFDpMQ/TpJifNG-OnI/AAAAAAAAAyA/3oQHAmf_lTE/s320/DSC_0608.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661695969792506482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There was a medieval festival in Bayonne with lots of cool tables to visit. We tried goat cheese and it was actually pretty yummy. One thing I loved about Bayonne was how proud everyone was of where they were from. The Basque flag and cross &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(pictured at the bottom right corner) &lt;/span&gt;were everywhere. They loved to tell us about their heritage. It made me proud to be an American and want to show that more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fqxcxxJA-nA/TpJiQK41vZI/AAAAAAAAAx4/-TMwwUZBCpk/s1600/DSC_0634.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fqxcxxJA-nA/TpJiQK41vZI/AAAAAAAAAx4/-TMwwUZBCpk/s320/DSC_0634.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661695711498321298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Group picture at the Virgin Mary statue at Biarritz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BnDZKlvUYjo/TpJiBjRP-SI/AAAAAAAAAxw/g3JRaTOnXKk/s1600/DSC_0647.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BnDZKlvUYjo/TpJiBjRP-SI/AAAAAAAAAxw/g3JRaTOnXKk/s320/DSC_0647.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661695460345116962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Family picture at Biarritz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--8kJ5eisSFY/TpJhuP-mcwI/AAAAAAAAAxo/ynHh5-5b3og/s1600/DSC_0677.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--8kJ5eisSFY/TpJhuP-mcwI/AAAAAAAAAxo/ynHh5-5b3og/s320/DSC_0677.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661695128749110018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our host brother Remi.&lt;br /&gt;I think he could kick higher than me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-R2gDJom7FGY/TpJhYjiICgI/AAAAAAAAAxg/B6jezzTaMaA/s1600/DSC_0687.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-R2gDJom7FGY/TpJhYjiICgI/AAAAAAAAAxg/B6jezzTaMaA/s320/DSC_0687.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661694756041263618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our host sister Fanny performing for us.&lt;br /&gt;Isn't she just beautiful!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EOVwnthV6Jg/TpJhI4NpqMI/AAAAAAAAAxY/KOLf0DLoseA/s1600/DSC_0826.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EOVwnthV6Jg/TpJhI4NpqMI/AAAAAAAAAxY/KOLf0DLoseA/s320/DSC_0826.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661694486714624194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We performed in a bull arena with the Ero Bat group&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zzPKYmceMgg/TpJgrkG01zI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/jB4W4QW-nT0/s1600/DSC_0908.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zzPKYmceMgg/TpJgrkG01zI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/jB4W4QW-nT0/s320/DSC_0908.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661693983101081394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;With our host family - Dominique, Fanny, Sandria and Remi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lbdMA7xA3_A/TpJgBbcJryI/AAAAAAAAAxA/QxhK3s8fqsE/s1600/DSCN0526.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lbdMA7xA3_A/TpJgBbcJryI/AAAAAAAAAxA/QxhK3s8fqsE/s320/DSCN0526.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661693259220102946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;At the beach on Bastille Day (the French Independence Day).&lt;br /&gt;It was the only good beach day we had the entire trip.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-I57C9TEY4Rc/TpJgVT1NOyI/AAAAAAAAAxI/Nq0t6OMAK0c/s1600/DSCN0521.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-I57C9TEY4Rc/TpJgVT1NOyI/AAAAAAAAAxI/Nq0t6OMAK0c/s320/DSCN0521.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661693600775093026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The guys playing Rugby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-A-NHrOrmr0I/TpJfDLGKt6I/AAAAAAAAAw4/fIb83wFzOPI/s1600/DSC_0978.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-A-NHrOrmr0I/TpJfDLGKt6I/AAAAAAAAAw4/fIb83wFzOPI/s320/DSC_0978.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661692189681039266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We gave bandannas to our host family just before we left. Dominique acted like a robber and then made me a "toro".  It was so sad to leave. But it was nice to know we would see the group at International Days in South Jordan only 3 weeks later.&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/6176653040137119876-3125886609563263481?l=itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/3125886609563263481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6176653040137119876&amp;postID=3125886609563263481&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/3125886609563263481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/3125886609563263481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/2011/10/europe-trip-recap-bayonne.html' title='Europe Trip Recap: Bayonne'/><author><name>Jenny Alama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01464879768650667974</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tz9pNX6P0jM/Sif_psQGKXI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/JWplvuj0HQg/S220/trax+fun.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zWzsttZ7ebk/TpJjwfMegcI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/PAOQe803hQ8/s72-c/DSCN0478.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6176653040137119876.post-4118781185136730797</id><published>2011-09-29T08:58:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-29T08:58:00.194-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Europe Trip Recap: Running of the Bulls</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After our Paris fun we went to Bayonne, France. We were going there to spend time with the French dance group Ero Bat. But more on that tomorrow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we got to Bayonne we basically ate dinner and got on a bus that took us to Pamplona, Spain for the Running of the Bulls. We arrived at 8:30 pm and the bus was coming to pick us back up at 9:00 am the next morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All night in Pamplona couldn't be so bad could it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first thing we did was get some food. It was nice to see spanish and be able to somewhat communicate with people after being in France for 5 days. Around 10:00 we decided to check out the shopping and find the bull arena.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was my initial reaction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_w-uVOlISX0/Tn_hp22uvWI/AAAAAAAAAVA/YFOmcABpAYM/s1600/DSCN0393.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fvKtwsFGZ-8/Tn_nxWtQFCI/AAAAAAAAAWI/FG00ZQ24sE4/s1600/DSCN0396.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fvKtwsFGZ-8/Tn_nxWtQFCI/AAAAAAAAAWI/FG00ZQ24sE4/s320/DSCN0396.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656494492095616034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(I don't know who captured this moment but it is spot on.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we started wandering through the city we found this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jSHXdJR9Ffc/Tn_mF7GElQI/AAAAAAAAAWA/SfgD-OTyjbY/s1600/DSCN0400.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jSHXdJR9Ffc/Tn_mF7GElQI/AAAAAAAAAWA/SfgD-OTyjbY/s320/DSCN0400.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656492646437524738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was amazing how absolutely disgusting the streets were already. It was only 11:00 pm. Littered with bottles, garbage, and all sorts of bodily fluids (I'm sorry... TMI). Made me wonder what the city looked like 1) in the day time and 2) without it all. I think it would be a cool city to visit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v-merV02SFY/Tn_lomS31-I/AAAAAAAAAV4/UHlc_YT4Cco/s1600/DSCN0417.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v-merV02SFY/Tn_lomS31-I/AAAAAAAAAV4/UHlc_YT4Cco/s320/DSCN0417.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656492142637864930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We made our way to the carnival around midnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zjr-hUhQKmw/Tn_lBxhzAiI/AAAAAAAAAVw/xoQg9lzfOMg/s1600/DSCN0428.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zjr-hUhQKmw/Tn_lBxhzAiI/AAAAAAAAAVw/xoQg9lzfOMg/s320/DSCN0428.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656491475638354466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is what we called the "family area" because it was not as much of a party place and, well, there were families there. Little kids (2, 5, 7, whatever age) with their parents enjoying the concerts and sitting in the park. At 2 am!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zuZXFQioVFw/Tn_ktNnr5bI/AAAAAAAAAVo/R8PfIZJZiDc/s1600/DSCN0448.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zuZXFQioVFw/Tn_ktNnr5bI/AAAAAAAAAVo/R8PfIZJZiDc/s320/DSCN0448.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656491122401994162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The bull pen where the bulls were kept all night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MIqu3w3V5oY/Tn_kDYrwtwI/AAAAAAAAAVg/GQOp8PJiE_w/s1600/DSCN0450.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MIqu3w3V5oY/Tn_kDYrwtwI/AAAAAAAAAVg/GQOp8PJiE_w/s320/DSCN0450.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656490403817371394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is at the bull fighting arena around 3:00 am. We were going to wait here the rest of the night but the partying was progressively getting worse and we just didn't want to stay there and witness it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gSAKZcoVyuc/Tn_i2wIOzzI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/63E0WD3tEFQ/s1600/DSCN0465.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gSAKZcoVyuc/Tn_i2wIOzzI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/63E0WD3tEFQ/s320/DSCN0465.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656489087260872498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We found a quiet spot on some stairs by the starting line at 5:00 am and waited. The streets started to fill up with runners and excitement started to build.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IUgcVmLwnJ4/Tn_jj47LrvI/AAAAAAAAAVY/t5BTL8Sm0Ic/s1600/DSCN0463.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IUgcVmLwnJ4/Tn_jj47LrvI/AAAAAAAAAVY/t5BTL8Sm0Ic/s320/DSCN0463.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656489862716174066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We didn't coordinate with each other very well because everyone took video of the bulls running, but NO ONE took pictures. Oops. It was pretty awesome but really only took about 10 seconds and it was over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-s9pmB9PXbZ4/Tn_hxPnkEsI/AAAAAAAAAVI/Pt1PM45dOMg/s1600/DSCN0474.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-s9pmB9PXbZ4/Tn_hxPnkEsI/AAAAAAAAAVI/Pt1PM45dOMg/s320/DSCN0474.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656487893122945730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was so exhausted after the night's events I fell asleep&lt;br /&gt;in the middle of telling a story. Who does that???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all we are glad we went to the Running of the Bulls.&lt;br /&gt;It will be an interesting experience we'll always get to share&lt;br /&gt;and be able to tell our kids of our crazy adventures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would we do it the same way?&lt;br /&gt;NEVER.&lt;br /&gt;And you shouldn't either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-ce7e67e84c07e00b" 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" value="flvurl=http://v21.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dce7e67e84c07e00b%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329900366%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D13BF79F4E00CE1F58B4DC087253D7A6E809380D0.14BD128CF0FDC72B1A9431621046F8AFA4620F47%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dce7e67e84c07e00b%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DnG1O4oXJcPGsh01oNrUps-Vokmo&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v21.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dce7e67e84c07e00b%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329900366%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D13BF79F4E00CE1F58B4DC087253D7A6E809380D0.14BD128CF0FDC72B1A9431621046F8AFA4620F47%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dce7e67e84c07e00b%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DnG1O4oXJcPGsh01oNrUps-Vokmo&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6176653040137119876-4118781185136730797?l=itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/4118781185136730797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6176653040137119876&amp;postID=4118781185136730797&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/4118781185136730797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/4118781185136730797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/2011/09/europe-trip-recap-running-of-bulls.html' title='Europe Trip Recap: Running of the Bulls'/><author><name>Jenny Alama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14796030141874589857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fvKtwsFGZ-8/Tn_nxWtQFCI/AAAAAAAAAWI/FG00ZQ24sE4/s72-c/DSCN0396.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6176653040137119876.post-4179995438007305621</id><published>2011-09-28T08:17:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-28T08:17:00.170-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Europe Trip Recap: Saintes, France</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After our Paris fun we headed to our first festival&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;in Saintes, France.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This festival was.... interesting.&lt;br /&gt;Let's just say we were all happy&lt;br /&gt;to only be there for 2 days.&lt;br /&gt;But I'll just give the good highlights. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there were some great countries&lt;br /&gt;there that we were happy to have met.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KAen9rHSkdA/ToEemUw41oI/AAAAAAAAAXw/p0sg5iAYsjI/s1600/DSC_0937.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KAen9rHSkdA/ToEemUw41oI/AAAAAAAAAXw/p0sg5iAYsjI/s320/DSC_0937.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656836250711676546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hanging out with Venezuela and India before rehearsal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N7mI3MnLbDk/ToEdYghuvVI/AAAAAAAAAXo/60DjYgh-vvs/s1600/DSC_0950.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N7mI3MnLbDk/ToEdYghuvVI/AAAAAAAAAXo/60DjYgh-vvs/s320/DSC_0950.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656834913839529298" 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/-V0EAKAfPtks/ToEc4Ljx4LI/AAAAAAAAAXg/cPS3QEqUdQM/s1600/DSC_0957.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-V0EAKAfPtks/ToEc4Ljx4LI/AAAAAAAAAXg/cPS3QEqUdQM/s320/DSC_0957.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656834358455165106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the usual Ravioli park.&lt;br /&gt;It's not that interesting cause they're everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bTdFQQXR5Zs/ToEcsTMdDWI/AAAAAAAAAXY/MWpcN5spT-A/s1600/DSC_0073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bTdFQQXR5Zs/ToEcsTMdDWI/AAAAAAAAAXY/MWpcN5spT-A/s320/DSC_0073.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656834154346384738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bro and Sis!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mgpIQVdg8SE/ToEcVcqoSKI/AAAAAAAAAXI/dhULiSXYYDo/s1600/DSC_0103%2B%25282%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mgpIQVdg8SE/ToEcVcqoSKI/AAAAAAAAAXI/dhULiSXYYDo/s320/DSC_0103%2B%25282%2529.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656833761751877794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;India&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-llcrB3Zsbug/ToEcLvijOTI/AAAAAAAAAXA/PUX6Lp6yxNw/s1600/DSC_0143.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-llcrB3Zsbug/ToEcLvijOTI/AAAAAAAAAXA/PUX6Lp6yxNw/s320/DSC_0143.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656833595019573554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Peru&lt;br /&gt;These guys were members!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tpcdjVV0OnY/ToEcDms0ZjI/AAAAAAAAAW4/OIgmvEC9eEQ/s1600/DSC_0162.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tpcdjVV0OnY/ToEcDms0ZjI/AAAAAAAAAW4/OIgmvEC9eEQ/s320/DSC_0162.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656833455207769650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Taiwan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-M_9qwCkTx5Y/ToEb52tDrpI/AAAAAAAAAWw/HTxdIBb-ob0/s1600/DSC_0182.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-M_9qwCkTx5Y/ToEb52tDrpI/AAAAAAAAAWw/HTxdIBb-ob0/s320/DSC_0182.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656833287705046674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Venezuela&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-V6LxECFN4A0/ToEbsdPfxDI/AAAAAAAAAWo/YHB7TFX4St4/s1600/DSC_0210.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-V6LxECFN4A0/ToEbsdPfxDI/AAAAAAAAAWo/YHB7TFX4St4/s320/DSC_0210.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656833057531872306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love this girl.&lt;br /&gt;My feet hurt so she offered me a piggy back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jAguu_iPgoE/ToEa2vLcVYI/AAAAAAAAAWg/TZ8yF-xTeIc/s1600/DSC_0239.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jAguu_iPgoE/ToEa2vLcVYI/AAAAAAAAAWg/TZ8yF-xTeIc/s320/DSC_0239.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656832134633772418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We saw this guy on our hour long midnight parade&lt;br /&gt;that led to nowhere and was for practically nobody.&lt;br /&gt;At least he had a sweet outfit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-31sX1Kf-zPg/ToEZPHiUtZI/AAAAAAAAAWY/W74vd6zdDI4/s1600/DSC_0249.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-31sX1Kf-zPg/ToEZPHiUtZI/AAAAAAAAAWY/W74vd6zdDI4/s320/DSC_0249.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656830354465797522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our awesome band!&lt;br /&gt;We are just the garnish to them.&lt;br /&gt;Unless they mess up ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qBpdKOYlTh4/ToEXU4pGcnI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/BdRhkFYG5RU/s1600/DSC_0424.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qBpdKOYlTh4/ToEXU4pGcnI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/BdRhkFYG5RU/s320/DSC_0424.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656828254523650674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is quite possibly the&lt;br /&gt;WORST picture taken of me ever.&lt;br /&gt;My sweet husband has impeccable timing.&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/6176653040137119876-4179995438007305621?l=itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/4179995438007305621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6176653040137119876&amp;postID=4179995438007305621&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/4179995438007305621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/4179995438007305621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/2011/09/europe-trip-recap-saintes-france.html' title='Europe Trip Recap: Saintes, France'/><author><name>Jenny Alama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14796030141874589857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KAen9rHSkdA/ToEemUw41oI/AAAAAAAAAXw/p0sg5iAYsjI/s72-c/DSC_0937.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6176653040137119876.post-759254988366712246</id><published>2011-09-27T08:10:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-27T08:10:00.905-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Europe Trip Recap: Versailles</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We did a performance for the members in Versailles so we went to the palace and gardens of Versailles before the performance. It is a HUGE place! Thanks to power hungry King Louis XIV, who in building this ridiculously massive place made the country bankrupt, the French Revolution began.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wSA7QCqPp9E/Tn_bBj4Tw0I/AAAAAAAAAU4/MJXbmhwUMuM/s1600/DSC_0590.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wSA7QCqPp9E/Tn_bBj4Tw0I/AAAAAAAAAU4/MJXbmhwUMuM/s320/DSC_0590.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656480476858401602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xktEBnIbgOg/Tn_a4olyQlI/AAAAAAAAAUw/XwabRw_0_as/s1600/DSC_0591.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xktEBnIbgOg/Tn_a4olyQlI/AAAAAAAAAUw/XwabRw_0_as/s320/DSC_0591.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656480323504063058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vW_2S8b3A6I/Tn_Xh_IbaAI/AAAAAAAAAUo/5xWi1xQ7zqo/s1600/DSC_0594.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vW_2S8b3A6I/Tn_Xh_IbaAI/AAAAAAAAAUo/5xWi1xQ7zqo/s320/DSC_0594.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656476635883071490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SlawZzHH_dA/Tn_XEHZZTeI/AAAAAAAAAUg/4Thehn5PG9g/s1600/DSC_0607.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SlawZzHH_dA/Tn_XEHZZTeI/AAAAAAAAAUg/4Thehn5PG9g/s320/DSC_0607.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656476122705645026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Basically every room looked like this with more paintings, mostly of him. He sure did love himself. And every room was a different color. This color was our favorite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q2GLsncqGgA/Tn_W4k8fwwI/AAAAAAAAAUY/GIg7zLx4vNw/s1600/DSC_0624.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q2GLsncqGgA/Tn_W4k8fwwI/AAAAAAAAAUY/GIg7zLx4vNw/s320/DSC_0624.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656475924479066882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hall of Mirrors&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xvwnzcXuLFA/Tn_WvPOktdI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/Z4YIhSOBQWg/s1600/DSC_0630.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xvwnzcXuLFA/Tn_WvPOktdI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/Z4YIhSOBQWg/s320/DSC_0630.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656475764030485970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The King's bed.&lt;br /&gt;Slightly disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cZyR6XaJi-A/Tn_WkRgdVkI/AAAAAAAAAUI/VD4hnUopWSQ/s1600/DSC_0636.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cZyR6XaJi-A/Tn_WkRgdVkI/AAAAAAAAAUI/VD4hnUopWSQ/s320/DSC_0636.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656475575663810114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Queen's bed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TG1U0wAAnbU/Tn_WRKT2DfI/AAAAAAAAAUA/1jFKcVSg5oU/s1600/DSC_0644.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TG1U0wAAnbU/Tn_WRKT2DfI/AAAAAAAAAUA/1jFKcVSg5oU/s320/DSC_0644.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656475247314341362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Can you see where the green trees end?&lt;br /&gt;That's also where the gardens end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FOTIexeCVmE/Tn_V68HRUGI/AAAAAAAAAT4/PHswmYZfID0/s1600/DSC_0651.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FOTIexeCVmE/Tn_V68HRUGI/AAAAAAAAAT4/PHswmYZfID0/s320/DSC_0651.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656474865546383458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The gardens were "free" that day.&lt;br /&gt;That also meant they were closed.&lt;br /&gt;So disappointing.&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/-GNuZgipUEkQ/Tn_Vlfx1mWI/AAAAAAAAATw/MYMxSl31SVE/s1600/DSC_0678.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GNuZgipUEkQ/Tn_Vlfx1mWI/AAAAAAAAATw/MYMxSl31SVE/s320/DSC_0678.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656474497163041122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is what Fez did while we rehearsed. Lucky...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dbIBQSuxeUI/Tn_UpNLJVvI/AAAAAAAAATo/oybwI26tCrA/s1600/DSC_0756.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dbIBQSuxeUI/Tn_UpNLJVvI/AAAAAAAAATo/oybwI26tCrA/s320/DSC_0756.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656473461376767730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Definitely not one of the better pictures taken of me. Fez seemed to be really good at capturing my worst faces this trip. Wait until you see the one from Saintes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5SGflHdKr0o/Tn_T81FQ_AI/AAAAAAAAATg/oZOJXYyPes4/s1600/DSC_0854.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5SGflHdKr0o/Tn_T81FQ_AI/AAAAAAAAATg/oZOJXYyPes4/s320/DSC_0854.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656472698995407874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We sang Clive Romney's own rendition of "Love One Another" after the show. The spirit was so strong! It was a testimony to me that the church is true everywhere in the world and those that were there to see us were our brothers and sisters. We spread much more than our love of music and dance: we share the gospel and spirit of Jesus Christ.&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/6176653040137119876-759254988366712246?l=itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/759254988366712246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6176653040137119876&amp;postID=759254988366712246&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/759254988366712246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/759254988366712246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/2011/09/europe-trip-recap-versailles.html' title='Europe Trip Recap: Versailles'/><author><name>Jenny Alama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14796030141874589857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wSA7QCqPp9E/Tn_bBj4Tw0I/AAAAAAAAAU4/MJXbmhwUMuM/s72-c/DSC_0590.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6176653040137119876.post-2870633108340758574</id><published>2011-09-26T11:44:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T11:44:00.101-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Europe Trip Recap: Normandy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We went to the Normandy American Cemetery July 4th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was an incredible experience.&lt;br /&gt;I felt so blessed and proud to be an American and to&lt;br /&gt;honor those soldiers on our Independence Day&lt;br /&gt;halfway across the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-terKtAt92hg/Tn9vybrgMVI/AAAAAAAAATY/0ni-yZZuoX0/s1600/DSC_0005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-terKtAt92hg/Tn9vybrgMVI/AAAAAAAAATY/0ni-yZZuoX0/s320/DSC_0005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656362569214996818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3iP8JJRjj-Y/Tn9vkuzcKcI/AAAAAAAAATQ/7WiIWmGjP1E/s1600/DSC_0022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3iP8JJRjj-Y/Tn9vkuzcKcI/AAAAAAAAATQ/7WiIWmGjP1E/s320/DSC_0022.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656362333830392258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A diagram of the invasion made on D-Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-b61wwjmoSSU/Tn9vFxQyt8I/AAAAAAAAATI/CsOsGFvoWkc/s1600/DSC_0039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-b61wwjmoSSU/Tn9vFxQyt8I/AAAAAAAAATI/CsOsGFvoWkc/s320/DSC_0039.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656361801914431426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The statue behind us is a monument for those Killed In Action.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WOX3lnnNA5I/Tn9uPuf0emI/AAAAAAAAAS4/oyYvprNZ5xU/s1600/DSC_0105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WOX3lnnNA5I/Tn9uPuf0emI/AAAAAAAAAS4/oyYvprNZ5xU/s320/DSC_0105.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656360873459219042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There were 15 soldiers that died during the war. We visited the 12 graves that were at the cemetery and left Utah and American flags there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BOL6kyIB30E/Tn9uDE8xdrI/AAAAAAAAASw/kfwa1ZL_M1E/s1600/DSC_0120.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BOL6kyIB30E/Tn9uDE8xdrI/AAAAAAAAASw/kfwa1ZL_M1E/s320/DSC_0120.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656360656147936946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Graves with Omaha Beach in the background.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6iqzXudneYY/Tn9thDVOENI/AAAAAAAAASo/QV1cyllz4o8/s1600/DSC_0124.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6iqzXudneYY/Tn9thDVOENI/AAAAAAAAASo/QV1cyllz4o8/s320/DSC_0124.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656360071598051538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Carl Yarrington was from Ogden, UT.&lt;br /&gt;I read a letter from his niece during our program which was very sweet and touching. We left the letter there for any family members that may visit the grave to read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6Ojhn0zK_VI/Tn9tZUtJJ1I/AAAAAAAAASg/fl20-S4g_QY/s1600/DSC_0156.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6Ojhn0zK_VI/Tn9tZUtJJ1I/AAAAAAAAASg/fl20-S4g_QY/s320/DSC_0156.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656359938822842194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UgF9E298KAk/Tn9tLOzVJhI/AAAAAAAAASY/e8w12L3Cfh8/s1600/DSCN0279.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UgF9E298KAk/Tn9tLOzVJhI/AAAAAAAAASY/e8w12L3Cfh8/s320/DSCN0279.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656359696720012818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Storming the Omaha Beach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bgp8ObFlbEA/Tn9s7GpgqkI/AAAAAAAAASQ/dhYHhNq6l7I/s1600/DSC_0191.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bgp8ObFlbEA/Tn9s7GpgqkI/AAAAAAAAASQ/dhYHhNq6l7I/s320/DSC_0191.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656359419653433922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is after about 20 takes.&lt;br /&gt;Laura had done enough jumping :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Fo2UB5z8m-4/Tn9sqi4SiRI/AAAAAAAAASI/_XoV70XjpzY/s1600/DSCN0302.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Fo2UB5z8m-4/Tn9sqi4SiRI/AAAAAAAAASI/_XoV70XjpzY/s320/DSCN0302.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656359135173839122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pointe du Hoc.&lt;br /&gt;Marines scaled the cliff walls and took hold of German forces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-c7VMjcFvgqw/Tn9r7YZUTSI/AAAAAAAAAR4/gPa-c8QvMdE/s1600/DSCN0312.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-c7VMjcFvgqw/Tn9r7YZUTSI/AAAAAAAAAR4/gPa-c8QvMdE/s320/DSCN0312.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656358324905725218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Actual gun used in World War II.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rhq3Eg9YxnI/Tn9pISq0lzI/AAAAAAAAARw/FeruPN9cFeE/s1600/DSC_0211.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rhq3Eg9YxnI/Tn9pISq0lzI/AAAAAAAAARw/FeruPN9cFeE/s320/DSC_0211.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656355248171947826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The land was left the way it was from the the bombs.&lt;br /&gt;It was hard not to imagine the scene that took place there.&lt;br /&gt;Such humility and reverence for those that serve our country each day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_lyq2QCD0D0/Tn9scDiZhTI/AAAAAAAAASA/NT51lZ7_xgo/s1600/DSCN0305.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_lyq2QCD0D0/Tn9scDiZhTI/AAAAAAAAASA/NT51lZ7_xgo/s320/DSCN0305.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656358886242354482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/6176653040137119876-2870633108340758574?l=itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/2870633108340758574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6176653040137119876&amp;postID=2870633108340758574&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/2870633108340758574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/2870633108340758574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/2011/09/europe-trip-recap-normandy.html' title='Europe Trip Recap: Normandy'/><author><name>Jenny Alama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14796030141874589857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-terKtAt92hg/Tn9vybrgMVI/AAAAAAAAATY/0ni-yZZuoX0/s72-c/DSC_0005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6176653040137119876.post-8257437215286919158</id><published>2011-09-25T13:29:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-25T18:08:58.826-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Europe Trip Recap: Paris</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fez and I went on Clog America's tour this summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was an amazing tour!&lt;br /&gt;Some of the best people, best places, and best experiences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some highlights of our time in Paris.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vNrFdjw8Clo/Tn9nWxJV2iI/AAAAAAAAARo/0fY85s3GqXA/s1600/DSC_0521.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vNrFdjw8Clo/Tn9nWxJV2iI/AAAAAAAAARo/0fY85s3GqXA/s320/DSC_0521.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656353297847933474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9kjX7Y1xk2w/Tn9nG2ErGDI/AAAAAAAAARg/zyo6HjNnIvk/s1600/DSC_0402.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9kjX7Y1xk2w/Tn9nG2ErGDI/AAAAAAAAARg/zyo6HjNnIvk/s320/DSC_0402.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656353024292624434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mk3s6Gk4_7Q/Tn9nApD9DmI/AAAAAAAAARY/DCLv88H1Hvk/s1600/DSC_0440.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mk3s6Gk4_7Q/Tn9nApD9DmI/AAAAAAAAARY/DCLv88H1Hvk/s320/DSC_0440.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656352917720731234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0U-DAXrTD4s/Tn9l6N0rAZI/AAAAAAAAARI/K7Nl2IFAAiw/s1600/DSC_0526.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0U-DAXrTD4s/Tn9l6N0rAZI/AAAAAAAAARI/K7Nl2IFAAiw/s320/DSC_0526.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656351707818033554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sacre Coeur Basilica&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IpM8m3NlUrI/Tn9lyZ3F2CI/AAAAAAAAARA/QkUp2QsfAH4/s1600/DSC_0557.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IpM8m3NlUrI/Tn9lyZ3F2CI/AAAAAAAAARA/QkUp2QsfAH4/s320/DSC_0557.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656351573610453026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nke2hFFU9x0/Tn9lfuAaFmI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/pWrXD4zlqL8/s1600/DSC_0271.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nke2hFFU9x0/Tn9lfuAaFmI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/pWrXD4zlqL8/s320/DSC_0271.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656351252600723042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;View from the middle tier of the Eiffel Tower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gV33uY3yl_A/Tn9lVZn8gzI/AAAAAAAAAQw/cNT7fvOXTBg/s1600/DSC_0274.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gV33uY3yl_A/Tn9lVZn8gzI/AAAAAAAAAQw/cNT7fvOXTBg/s320/DSC_0274.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656351075330720562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iUSPhQwZjPU/Tn9kmD-wqWI/AAAAAAAAAQo/_sLNdmoJNaY/s1600/DSC_0326.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iUSPhQwZjPU/Tn9kmD-wqWI/AAAAAAAAAQo/_sLNdmoJNaY/s320/DSC_0326.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656350262066981218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dY35giqD0Tc/Tn9kcuK8mYI/AAAAAAAAAQg/xIyOxOdT2B0/s1600/DSC_0369.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dY35giqD0Tc/Tn9kcuK8mYI/AAAAAAAAAQg/xIyOxOdT2B0/s320/DSC_0369.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656350101593692546" 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/-9SWp3tNo2oY/Tn9kRy7BmJI/AAAAAAAAAQY/Uqv5GGGo83s/s1600/DSC_0414.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9SWp3tNo2oY/Tn9kRy7BmJI/AAAAAAAAAQY/Uqv5GGGo83s/s320/DSC_0414.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656349913890527378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;View from Notre Dame's bell tower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ATO7-D2ctSQ/Tn9kIMPdqoI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/FASRxa4wCB4/s1600/DSC_0493%2B%25282%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ATO7-D2ctSQ/Tn9kIMPdqoI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/FASRxa4wCB4/s320/DSC_0493%2B%25282%2529.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656349748888447618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pont Neuf - oldest bridge in Paris.&lt;br /&gt;Also "Lover's Bridge".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pn6jwhrKxCg/Tn9j2hbFkLI/AAAAAAAAAQI/z9a6qkZRFoQ/s1600/DSC_0573.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pn6jwhrKxCg/Tn9j2hbFkLI/AAAAAAAAAQI/z9a6qkZRFoQ/s320/DSC_0573.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656349445336699058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/6176653040137119876-8257437215286919158?l=itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/8257437215286919158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6176653040137119876&amp;postID=8257437215286919158&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/8257437215286919158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/8257437215286919158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/2011/09/europe-trip-recap-paris.html' title='Europe Trip Recap: Paris'/><author><name>Jenny Alama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14796030141874589857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vNrFdjw8Clo/Tn9nWxJV2iI/AAAAAAAAARo/0fY85s3GqXA/s72-c/DSC_0521.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6176653040137119876.post-4407237078265767026</id><published>2011-08-19T13:05:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-19T13:08:06.892-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ah, Paris.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dZXbAB8g-0w/Tk60i2aNOJI/AAAAAAAAAQA/7KxuL8rpCv8/s1600/Eiffel%2Btower.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dZXbAB8g-0w/Tk60i2aNOJI/AAAAAAAAAQA/7KxuL8rpCv8/s400/Eiffel%2Btower.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642645893955795090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;How I miss you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Photo courtesy of my dear husband)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6176653040137119876-4407237078265767026?l=itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/4407237078265767026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6176653040137119876&amp;postID=4407237078265767026&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/4407237078265767026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/4407237078265767026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/2011/08/ah-paris.html' title='Ah, Paris.'/><author><name>Jenny Alama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14796030141874589857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dZXbAB8g-0w/Tk60i2aNOJI/AAAAAAAAAQA/7KxuL8rpCv8/s72-c/Eiffel%2Btower.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6176653040137119876.post-5572143622642164199</id><published>2011-06-16T13:25:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-16T15:01:53.928-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm here...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So I am a S.L.A.C.K.E.R.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Period.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I had a good phase of blogging for about 2 weeks &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but that was 2 months ago.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here is a short recap of what's been happening and &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;hopefully I'll catch up with more details before I take off &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;for another month &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;(literally this time though)&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Moved to Provo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Turned 26&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Went to Arizona&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Baby Ellie's blessing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mesa Easter Pageant&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Working out&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;EFY mother/daughter hang out&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2nd Wedding Anniversary&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Vegas Vacation&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Saw Donny and Marie and KA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;New calling&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Clog America tour countdown&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Motorcycle burn&lt;br /&gt;Clogging competitions&lt;br /&gt;Bat in our bedroom&lt;br /&gt;Giving homeless people a ride&lt;br /&gt;Assisting in Primary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Etc...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6176653040137119876-5572143622642164199?l=itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tz9pNX6P0jM/Sif_psQGKXI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/JWplvuj0HQg/S220/trax+fun.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6176653040137119876.post-1590505062168526842</id><published>2011-04-06T10:06:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-04-06T10:06:00.080-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Cupcakes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Remember &lt;a href="http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/2010/11/cereal-cake.html"&gt;this post&lt;/a&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I completely forgot about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this girl didn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-P_rbZEgabes/TZvqT2gum7I/AAAAAAAAAPs/M6mHLja5b1c/s1600/punk%2Brockers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 241px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-P_rbZEgabes/TZvqT2gum7I/AAAAAAAAAPs/M6mHLja5b1c/s320/punk%2Brockers.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592320989081803698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(This is Jessica and I dressed up for the Muse concert)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She had &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Make cereal cake for Jenny"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on her to do list since that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some friends met up for lunch a week ago&lt;br /&gt;and along came Jessica with this in her hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Poo0bfiMlH8/TZvqLQ0qZPI/AAAAAAAAAPk/GIu71SASLBM/s1600/cupcakes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Poo0bfiMlH8/TZvqLQ0qZPI/AAAAAAAAAPk/GIu71SASLBM/s320/cupcakes.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592320841525912818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Seriously?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe she made those!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She felt bad it "wasn't actually a cereal cake"&lt;br /&gt;but I couldn't care at all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe she (1) actually had it on her to do list&lt;br /&gt;and (2) ACTUALLY DID IT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thanks Jess!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What a good friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6176653040137119876-1590505062168526842?l=itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/1590505062168526842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6176653040137119876&amp;postID=1590505062168526842&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/1590505062168526842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/1590505062168526842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/2011/04/cupcakes.html' title='Cupcakes'/><author><name>Jenny Alama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14796030141874589857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-P_rbZEgabes/TZvqT2gum7I/AAAAAAAAAPs/M6mHLja5b1c/s72-c/punk%2Brockers.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6176653040137119876.post-5854637831021321298</id><published>2011-04-05T21:54:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2011-04-05T22:34:13.909-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Successful Saturday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;love &lt;/span&gt;flowriding!&lt;br /&gt;It is so fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fez and I went to Flowrider with my friend Erica&lt;br /&gt;and his friend Rowdy a couple Saturday's ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We crashed a lot.&lt;br /&gt;Laughed a lot.&lt;br /&gt;Improved... a little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually my last run was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AMAZING!!!&lt;/span&gt; I've never stayed up for that long without falling. Glad I got to finish on a high note because the time before that I crashed and the board hit me right on my tail bone. I had a bruise &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and &lt;/span&gt;a scab to prove it but you'd just have to take my word for it cause I wouldn't show you anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was pretty sore for a couple days afterward&lt;br /&gt;but it was worth it.&lt;br /&gt;It always is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterward we spent about 2 1/2 hours wandering &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smith &amp;amp; Edwards&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;If you ever pass it along your travels make some time to stop.&lt;br /&gt;The store is giant! And has &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;everything&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;dare &lt;/span&gt;you to leave without buying at least one thing.&lt;br /&gt;We have yet to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flowrider + Smith &amp;amp; Edwards = Successful Saturday&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/6176653040137119876-5854637831021321298?l=itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/5854637831021321298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6176653040137119876&amp;postID=5854637831021321298&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/5854637831021321298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/5854637831021321298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/2011/04/successful-saturday.html' title='Successful Saturday'/><author><name>Jenny Alama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01464879768650667974</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tz9pNX6P0jM/Sif_psQGKXI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/JWplvuj0HQg/S220/trax+fun.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6176653040137119876.post-1780809507006365316</id><published>2011-03-24T08:03:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-24T08:03:00.685-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I think I like it here.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My job is going wonderfully! I have been so blessed to be given this opportunity I still can't believe it. I had looked for so long I almost had myself convinced I wouldn't get hired by a good company &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;(especially since we are gone for 3 weeks in July)&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And I totally did.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Squire &amp;amp; Company, PC is a tax, audit, and advisory company. They are a great organization who care deeply about their services, clients, and employees. I have been impressed with them since the first day I looked at their website and continue to be impressed daily. The employees are giving, understanding, knowledge, and caring. They've really got it down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am learning so many new things every day. I am the assistant in the technology and business advisory under 2 CPA's. That means I get to learn a little bit of everything. Ok, actually A LOT of everything. Just before I started they received a pretty big client and the other assistant couldn't handle all the work load. After being there for a month and having to work some 12 hour days myself, I can definitely see that I was needed &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;(isn't it great to be needed? hehe)&lt;/span&gt;. I am still so new to everything that we do but try every day to be better and grow. The people I work with and bug with my questions constantly are always nice and teach me so I understand. I felt pretty overwhelmed for a while but realized what wonderful people I have around me. What a blessing that is in itself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I really could go on but that about sums it up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Work is busy but good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'll be grateful when tax season is over.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am learning constantly and don't think I'll ever stop. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I get to utilize my skills and develop a whole slew of new ones.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yeah... I think I like it here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6176653040137119876-1780809507006365316?l=itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/1780809507006365316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6176653040137119876&amp;postID=1780809507006365316&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/1780809507006365316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/1780809507006365316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-think-i-like-it-here.html' title='I think I like it here.'/><author><name>Jenny Alama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14796030141874589857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6176653040137119876.post-8983263531325454525</id><published>2011-03-22T19:48:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-22T20:03:18.704-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend Getaway</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Last weekend Fez and I took a little getaway to this place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XLOXJixrDe4/TYlSpodOPVI/AAAAAAAAAPc/Bi-SPUbCugg/s320/Zermatt_Resort.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 174px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587087687917911378" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Zermatt Resort in Midway&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was a much needed vacation away from school and work. It was so nice to do whatever, whenever just because we could... And we don't even have kids yet! Fez's mother gave us a package deal with 2 nights, 2 breakfasts, dinner, and a spa certificate. It was SO nice! The food is excellent (especially the Sunday Brunch... &lt;b&gt;A.m.a.z.i.n.g.&lt;/b&gt;). Thanks Glenna!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We went shopping at the Outlets and it sure was the weekend to go. There were deals everywhere! I got snow pants that are originally over $100 for &lt;b&gt;$25&lt;/b&gt;! We got some other clothes for great prices and then we ate at a yummy Chinese restaurant called Schezwan. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We were sad to come back to "real life" but the show must go on. It was a good recharge to get us through the next month (tax season at work for me and school for Fez). Then, on to summer!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6176653040137119876-8983263531325454525?l=itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/8983263531325454525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6176653040137119876&amp;postID=8983263531325454525&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/8983263531325454525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/8983263531325454525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/2011/03/weekend-getaway.html' title='Weekend Getaway'/><author><name>Jenny Alama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14796030141874589857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XLOXJixrDe4/TYlSpodOPVI/AAAAAAAAAPc/Bi-SPUbCugg/s72-c/Zermatt_Resort.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6176653040137119876.post-5293911611572732362</id><published>2011-03-15T11:20:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-15T11:20:00.655-06:00</updated><title type='text'>many faces</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After returning home from my trip with the Fab Five to Arizona we promptly took the following pictures:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pfpacjDv9yw/TWSrHz-t1LI/AAAAAAAAAPU/dc3GDxjHxZQ/s320/DSC02267.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576770389292209330" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh yeah! Cal-Am Super Stars!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qfwHymEK5gE/TWSqy3-l3hI/AAAAAAAAAPM/j-nYG3kqCaE/s320/DSC02271.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576770029588176402" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Going crazy after 12 hours in the car face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-G_uTXrh-JnA/TWSqhRp6_oI/AAAAAAAAAPE/QIKLVJmgiKE/s320/DSC02274.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576769727243157122" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Crazy excited!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cRItC1JrPYE/TWSp1tIM5BI/AAAAAAAAAO8/rkngheorbog/s320/DSC02276.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576768978703672338" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I can't believe I'm putting this one on here. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gross.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-h-h6bUV7DEI/TWSpm00m5oI/AAAAAAAAAO0/8icuxI43y0w/s320/DSC02279.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576768723070936706" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He told me a story. It was hilarious.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OnrTtuKwlGI/TWSpHl-fjcI/AAAAAAAAAOs/7YkwxXVhFDA/s320/DSC02282.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576768186509921730" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Of course we had to take some face shaking pictures.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;This is his attempt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pIdNMhK0urQ/TWSomBA9EqI/AAAAAAAAAOk/3c10LB9lmH0/s320/DSC02283.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576767609652449954" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My attempt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love random moments like these even if some of the evidence needs to be deleted rather than posted in the blog world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Whatever... :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6176653040137119876-5293911611572732362?l=itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/5293911611572732362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6176653040137119876&amp;postID=5293911611572732362&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/5293911611572732362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/5293911611572732362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/2011/03/many-faces.html' title='many faces'/><author><name>Jenny Alama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14796030141874589857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pfpacjDv9yw/TWSrHz-t1LI/AAAAAAAAAPU/dc3GDxjHxZQ/s72-c/DSC02267.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6176653040137119876.post-4760174918410714131</id><published>2011-03-14T10:23:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-14T10:23:00.092-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Fab Five shows</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Last fall I was asked by the Fab Five to fill in because one of the sisters was pregnant and couldn't dance in a set of shows they had in January. I was excited and nervous to take on the challenge of learning 9 dances in 2 months over the internet basically by myself. It was tough and I was realizing my endurance level was WAY down so I worked harder. They were all so nice and understanding to me which helped TONS. Of course they were, these ladies are amazing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;(So I'm lame and didn't take one. single. picture. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I had to steal these from Veva... Thanks Veva!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just before one of our 8 shows down in Arizona&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-x90uy7bFato/TXcXR6lgUNI/AAAAAAAAAws/ac7jgA9uF1k/s320/Fab%2BFive%2BAZ%2Bshow%2B275.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581955859700797650" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Funny faces as we get ready for "Circus"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AaaJcdZXktg/TXcW4us7RSI/AAAAAAAAAwk/dP4sXbft2xQ/s320/Fab%2BFive%2BAZ%2Bshow%2B286.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581955427013969186" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yee-haw!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-T9ryr2Nrwko/TXcWtBjdsoI/AAAAAAAAAwc/XjCpZUP3cnA/s320/Fab%2BFive%2BAZ%2Bshow%2B289.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581955225916125826" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was seriously so blessed to have this opportunity. It couldn't have come at a better time in my life. I had a part-time job so I could practice during the day and didn't have to worry about missing much work while we were gone. It gave me motivation and something to really work towards. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Growing up I had always wondered if I could ever dance and be like "the Whittear girls" and for one week I got to BE one of them. They took me in and made me feel just like I was always a part of the family. I am so, SO grateful for their friendship, kindness, love and examples.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The whole gang!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gGD6MQOrNSM/TXcWdortOiI/AAAAAAAAAwU/HnyyRsRufUo/s320/Fab%2BFive%2BAZ%2Bshow%2B291.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581954961541773858" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6176653040137119876-4760174918410714131?l=itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/4760174918410714131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6176653040137119876&amp;postID=4760174918410714131&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/4760174918410714131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/4760174918410714131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/2011/03/fab-five-shows.html' title='Fab Five shows'/><author><name>Jenny Alama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01464879768650667974</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tz9pNX6P0jM/Sif_psQGKXI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/JWplvuj0HQg/S220/trax+fun.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-x90uy7bFato/TXcXR6lgUNI/AAAAAAAAAws/ac7jgA9uF1k/s72-c/Fab%2BFive%2BAZ%2Bshow%2B275.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6176653040137119876.post-4055054049673106660</id><published>2011-03-12T11:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-12T11:17:00.921-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i make this look good</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just rockin' the 3D glasses.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_K-EYo5JTPg/TWSmrKm8XJI/AAAAAAAAAOc/uYxog9hc7fM/s320/DSC02286.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576765499103796370" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6176653040137119876-4055054049673106660?l=itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/4055054049673106660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6176653040137119876&amp;postID=4055054049673106660&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/4055054049673106660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/4055054049673106660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-make-this-look-good.html' title='i make this look good'/><author><name>Jenny Alama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14796030141874589857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_K-EYo5JTPg/TWSmrKm8XJI/AAAAAAAAAOc/uYxog9hc7fM/s72-c/DSC02286.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6176653040137119876.post-3092553981286605845</id><published>2011-03-09T11:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-09T11:16:00.667-07:00</updated><title type='text'>UVU Reunion</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm real behind in blogging but better late than never right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A few weeks ago there was a Student Government reunion at UVU for anyone and everyone who had been in Student Government. It was so fun to see friends I haven't seen in far too long,  catching up on each others lives and laughing about our great times together. I didn't get pictures of everyone I was so happy to see but these girls are pretty much tops.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jessica, Shelby, me and Marissa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jess, Shelby and I were roommates our last years at UVU. SO FUN living with these girls!  I'm so happy we were able to live it up in "The Hood"!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DTeq3egfmTY/TWSmbssI72I/AAAAAAAAAOU/k6jFA_ScFQw/s1600/DSC02292.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DTeq3egfmTY/TWSmbssI72I/AAAAAAAAAOU/k6jFA_ScFQw/s320/DSC02292.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576765233374490466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Marissa, me and Karlie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My first roomies at UVU and some of the BEST years EVER!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-St3Mzu-awYk/TWSmUM5LReI/AAAAAAAAAOM/ZE_k1hinYV0/s1600/DSC02287.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-St3Mzu-awYk/TWSmUM5LReI/AAAAAAAAAOM/ZE_k1hinYV0/s320/DSC02287.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576765104580150754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6176653040137119876-3092553981286605845?l=itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/3092553981286605845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6176653040137119876&amp;postID=3092553981286605845&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/3092553981286605845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/3092553981286605845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/2011/03/uvu-reunion.html' title='UVU Reunion'/><author><name>Jenny Alama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14796030141874589857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DTeq3egfmTY/TWSmbssI72I/AAAAAAAAAOU/k6jFA_ScFQw/s72-c/DSC02292.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6176653040137119876.post-9175032046338378082</id><published>2011-02-24T11:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-24T11:01:00.369-07:00</updated><title type='text'>O Christmas Tree</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;We are living in my parent's basement right now and during Christmas had absolutely no room for a tree. I was a little bummed but trying to be optimistic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;One day I came home to find this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3J5frlu8hsE/TWSjAtT5suI/AAAAAAAAAN8/-leNthAU1aY/s1600/DSC02254.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3J5frlu8hsE/TWSjAtT5suI/AAAAAAAAAN8/-leNthAU1aY/s320/DSC02254.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576761471149912802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I loved it. It made me so happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;So much that the tree is still up on the wall.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;(That or maybe I'm just lazy and can't throw away a piece of paper... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;you pick.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6176653040137119876-9175032046338378082?l=itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/9175032046338378082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6176653040137119876&amp;postID=9175032046338378082&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/9175032046338378082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/9175032046338378082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/2011/02/o-christmas-tree.html' title='O Christmas Tree'/><author><name>Jenny Alama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14796030141874589857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3J5frlu8hsE/TWSjAtT5suI/AAAAAAAAAN8/-leNthAU1aY/s72-c/DSC02254.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6176653040137119876.post-5671839717260130438</id><published>2011-02-23T11:14:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-23T11:14:01.107-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cruisin' the streets</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Last summer Fez REALLY wanted to buy a motorcycle. He figured out how much money we could save on gas and how much it would help his truck last and etc... etc...We had a lot of fights because in my head everything he was saying was logical and made sense for us to do it but in my heart I could NOT say yes. I couldn't figure out why either... Until Fez was laid off &lt;span&gt;(I was laid off only 3 months prior so we were both jobless)&lt;/span&gt; . Oh... so that's why we shouldn't buy a bike.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In December Fez started working for Lake City Corporation as a Project Manager and Estimator. He drives TONS going to different job sites plus, being in school at night he can't take the bus because the route stops before he's done with class. I realized he was probably going to bring up getting a bike again so I started to keep it in the back of my mind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Of course the day came where he brought it up so I was prepared. The whole time thinking about it I never felt even a tiny bit the same as I had before. So, I gave the him "ok" and now, we have a new toy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Hch6jnMrjNU/TWSdD0BEAzI/AAAAAAAAANk/XllxlLlpjhk/s320/DSC02296.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576754927419786034" /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's a really nice bike and he looks for any reason he can think of to take it out. He is also looking for riding buddies to cruise around with so let us know if you have a bike.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Anyone want a ride??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6176653040137119876-5671839717260130438?l=itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/5671839717260130438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6176653040137119876&amp;postID=5671839717260130438&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/5671839717260130438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/5671839717260130438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/2011/02/cruisin-streets.html' title='Cruisin&apos; the streets'/><author><name>Jenny Alama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14796030141874589857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Hch6jnMrjNU/TWSdD0BEAzI/AAAAAAAAANk/XllxlLlpjhk/s72-c/DSC02296.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6176653040137119876.post-5014897463762778510</id><published>2011-02-22T22:44:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-22T23:01:18.118-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentine's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Normally I'm not a fan of celbrating Valentine's Day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm not really against it, but just have always thought it to be a bit of a silly holiday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Being the dumb girl I can be sometimes I didn't say anything to him about my little hopes and wishes of a romantic evening and him surprising me since we both aren't too into the holiday. I just wanted him to know... Yeah right, like that happens.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;On Saturday we went to Texas Roadhouse for a yummy dinner and then he said we'd go somewhere for dessert. I asked him where and he said it was a surprise! (yay!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He took me &lt;b&gt;The Sweet Tooth Fairy&lt;/b&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've been wanting to go for a while but never had because I didn't know if I could justify spending $4 on a cupcake... well, it's only $2.35! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;(still slightly ridiculous but it was yummy!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then on Valentine's Day I came home from work to find a &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;long stemmed rose&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; and new &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;plant&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; for my desk! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He also bought me The Swell Season's new album &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Strict Joy&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; that I didn't buy when it first came out forever ago because we were poor with no jobs. What a good hubby to remember!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thanks love for a happy holiday!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d__kItlK8Bk/TWSf88BWfII/AAAAAAAAAN0/HsZ0B6Sm6Yo/s320/DSC02319.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576758107844279426" /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-58t0VBlBSz4/TWSfyyGf8fI/AAAAAAAAANs/z0NmXZYwhWY/s1600/DSC02318.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-58t0VBlBSz4/TWSfyyGf8fI/AAAAAAAAANs/z0NmXZYwhWY/s320/DSC02318.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576757933382824434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6176653040137119876-5014897463762778510?l=itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/5014897463762778510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6176653040137119876&amp;postID=5014897463762778510&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/5014897463762778510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/5014897463762778510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/2011/02/valentines-day.html' title='Valentine&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Jenny Alama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14796030141874589857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d__kItlK8Bk/TWSf88BWfII/AAAAAAAAAN0/HsZ0B6Sm6Yo/s72-c/DSC02319.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6176653040137119876.post-3709415775560101038</id><published>2011-02-15T12:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-15T12:52:00.166-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fortune</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ulqUGo1uyTg/TVW1NsPoh7I/AAAAAAAAANU/1Z1XaSPmFWg/s1600/fortune.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572559360760514482" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ulqUGo1uyTg/TVW1NsPoh7I/AAAAAAAAANU/1Z1XaSPmFWg/s320/fortune.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I received this in my fortune cookie last week. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am keeping it as a reminder for the downer times. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's nice to have a simple pick-me-up handy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6176653040137119876-3709415775560101038?l=itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/3709415775560101038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6176653040137119876&amp;postID=3709415775560101038&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/3709415775560101038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/3709415775560101038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/2011/02/fortune.html' title='Fortune'/><author><name>Jenny Alama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14796030141874589857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ulqUGo1uyTg/TVW1NsPoh7I/AAAAAAAAANU/1Z1XaSPmFWg/s72-c/fortune.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6176653040137119876.post-3289714906970349769</id><published>2011-02-12T11:48:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-12T11:52:07.987-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Elena!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I2VKoLSdU8w/TVbWfmuD7_I/AAAAAAAAANc/5ZvxC-7L2Ig/s1600/elena.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572877427375599602" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I2VKoLSdU8w/TVbWfmuD7_I/AAAAAAAAANc/5ZvxC-7L2Ig/s320/elena.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Elena Faith Wells&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;February 8, 2011&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;7 lbs. 13 oz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;20 inches&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's hard to see in this picture but she has the CUTEST, CHUBBIEST cheeks EVER!!! I just can't wait to kiss them!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Congrats Jason, Jen, and Gavin! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Welcome to the family Ellie!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6176653040137119876-3289714906970349769?l=itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/3289714906970349769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6176653040137119876&amp;postID=3289714906970349769&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/3289714906970349769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/3289714906970349769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/2011/02/elena.html' title='Elena!!!'/><author><name>Jenny Alama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14796030141874589857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I2VKoLSdU8w/TVbWfmuD7_I/AAAAAAAAANc/5ZvxC-7L2Ig/s72-c/elena.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6176653040137119876.post-1160746334672089124</id><published>2011-02-11T14:20:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-11T14:45:18.279-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chick-fil-a? Yes, please.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ulqUGo1uyTg/TVWsImELq-I/AAAAAAAAANM/p4R_lqIZLeE/s1600/Chic-fil-a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 154px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572549377597877218" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ulqUGo1uyTg/TVWsImELq-I/AAAAAAAAANM/p4R_lqIZLeE/s320/Chic-fil-a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Chick-fil-a is one of my top favorite "restaurants" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;for these reasons:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1-&lt;/strong&gt; They have the yummiest chicken nuggets. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Perfectly sized and just delicious!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2-&lt;/strong&gt; Their barbecue sauce and polynesian sauce &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;are the bomb dot com.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3-&lt;/strong&gt; I am &lt;strong&gt;ALWAYS&lt;/strong&gt; treated with the most polite &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and happy employees. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They give me a smile and are professional. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Customer service=A+!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4-&lt;/strong&gt; I personally haven't played in their playplace&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but all the kids I know &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt; it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5-&lt;/strong&gt; I don't leave feeling like I'm 30 pounds heavier. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just pleasantly satisfied.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If there was one thing they could work on &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it's that their fries could be a little more crispy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I don't like the soggy ones. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BUT&lt;/strong&gt;, they are criss cross shaped. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And that is neat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Even though their cows are can't spell &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and that slightly drives me nuts, I find it silly. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Which makes me like them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And you even more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Chick-fil-a, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;heart&lt;/span&gt; you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6176653040137119876-1160746334672089124?l=itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/1160746334672089124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6176653040137119876&amp;postID=1160746334672089124&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/1160746334672089124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/1160746334672089124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/2011/02/chick-fil-yes-please.html' title='Chick-fil-a? Yes, please.'/><author><name>Jenny Alama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14796030141874589857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ulqUGo1uyTg/TVWsImELq-I/AAAAAAAAANM/p4R_lqIZLeE/s72-c/Chic-fil-a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6176653040137119876.post-5864169426373767794</id><published>2011-02-07T10:23:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-07T10:55:08.998-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I am job.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I &lt;em&gt;finally&lt;/em&gt; have a job!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(SQUEEEEE!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(P.S. If you have seen Mrs. Doubtfire you may understand the title of this post.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next week I will be an &lt;strong&gt;Administrative Assistant&lt;/strong&gt; at Squire &amp;amp; Company in the Technology &amp;amp; Business Advisory area. It's located in Orem and is full-time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is going to be a change for me. I have not worked full-time since last April. I have been up and down on this roller-coaster of emotions for the past 10 months. It's been quite exhausting and draining at times having NO idea what was going to happen, where I was supposed to be, what I was supposed to do, or even what I wanted to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you know what, I still don't really know. BUT, I do know that Heavenly Father has a plan and there is purpose in all things. I have become closer to Him and my Savior through this time. I have learned how I can feel and hear when the Holy Ghost is trying to help or comfort me. I have seen scriptures come to life and verses stand out that I never knew were there before. I have been blessed to be involved with activities I would not have been able to had I been working this whole time. I have been humbled in and learned of the simple things that really matter in life. I have learned, and am still learning, that my self-worth is based &lt;strong&gt;MUCH MORE&lt;/strong&gt; on &lt;em&gt;who I am&lt;/em&gt; and not &lt;em&gt;what I do&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those are lessons that cannot be replaced. Those are memories that I will cherish and hold onto when life gets hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Sometimes you have to take a few steps into the darkness &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;before you can see the light..."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can see a glimmer of light. And it is beautiful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6176653040137119876-5864169426373767794?l=itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/5864169426373767794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6176653040137119876&amp;postID=5864169426373767794&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/5864169426373767794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/5864169426373767794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-am-job.html' title='I am job.'/><author><name>Jenny Alama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14796030141874589857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6176653040137119876.post-3321782542408483085</id><published>2011-02-05T10:24:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-05T10:34:29.301-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Accept.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;I loved this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I have seen it around but never watched it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I finally did and am glad no one comes into work on Saturdays because I was fighting back the tears the whole time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I &lt;em&gt;want&lt;/em&gt; to be more like this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I think I do fairly well at trying to be a good example&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but I don't &lt;strong&gt;"open my mouth"&lt;/strong&gt; as much as I would like to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;As much as I &lt;em&gt;should&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;One boy says, "To me, to be a believer, you know it's true... You're not afraid to tell people what you know is true because you are a believer."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;This is me accepting the challenge to &lt;strong&gt;"open my mouth"&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;invite more people to &lt;strong&gt;"Come Unto Christ".&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/ynVgDWKWHtU" frameborder="0" height="390" width="640"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6176653040137119876-3321782542408483085?l=itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/3321782542408483085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6176653040137119876&amp;postID=3321782542408483085&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/3321782542408483085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/3321782542408483085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-accept.html' title='I Accept.'/><author><name>Jenny Alama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14796030141874589857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/ynVgDWKWHtU/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6176653040137119876.post-212198387038979334</id><published>2011-01-21T14:32:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-21T14:41:38.430-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Not quite asleep</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;The following conversation took place last night&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;just before falling asleep:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fez&lt;/strong&gt;: "I love you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jenny&lt;/strong&gt;: "Why?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fez&lt;/strong&gt;: "Because you take care of..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jenny&lt;/strong&gt;: "Take care of what?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fez&lt;/strong&gt;: "That wasn't going to make sense."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jenny&lt;/strong&gt;: "What wasn't going to make sense? What do I take care of?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fez&lt;/strong&gt;: "I was going to say you take care of tires. But that doesn't make any sense."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jenny&lt;/strong&gt;: (laughing)"Yeah, you're right. That doesn't make sense. But I love you too."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If I can get him talking while he's falling asleep &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;these kinds of conversations will always occur.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They never make sense, but are so funny.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I just &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; my husband.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6176653040137119876-212198387038979334?l=itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/212198387038979334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6176653040137119876&amp;postID=212198387038979334&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/212198387038979334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/212198387038979334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/2011/01/not-quite-asleep.html' title='Not quite asleep'/><author><name>Jenny Alama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14796030141874589857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6176653040137119876.post-5659870318440715444</id><published>2011-01-07T08:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-07T09:45:53.905-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome 2011!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Even though 2011 doesn't have the same ring as 2010 had or 2012 will have, it's gotta be here so I'll welcome it! I'm not going to do a big recap of the past year but here are some memorial events that happened in 2010.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In February and March two of my best friends got married. It was amazing being present during their ceremonies and participating in the festivities. I am so happy for them in their new lives!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;April 9 I was laid off from my job. It was a shock and I was hurt, but understood the need for the company. It was a blessing in disguise though because I was then able to be the Intern for International Days and finish off my last remaining credits for my degree! I am officially a college grad... FINALLY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Fez and I traveled to Greece and Turkey with Clog America! It was so much fun and I am so happy that he was able to come with me. We really enjoyed how cultural it was, especially in Turkey, and can't wait to go back to Greece some day! We are also looking forward to this coming tour as we're traveling to France, Spain, and Portugal!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Fez was laid off from his job upon returning from Europe. It was a surprise as well but, once again, understandable for the company. He is still in school and they needed someone that could work more often. He decided to just focus on school that semester because he took 18 credits! He got awesome grades though so it was worth it. He also traveled to Kansas City to compete in a Nationals drafting competition where he placed 4th! He also entered a contest to design a home for the owners of La Caille and receive a $1500 scholarship and he won that too! My man is just so talented...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We moved in with my parents in May (on our aniversary actually) and, although it's been an adjustment, we have been very grateful for the hospitality, generosity, and love that we have experienced from both my family and his. We are so blessed to be part of such caring and supportive families especially through this trying time. We couldn't ask for better!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6176653040137119876-5659870318440715444?l=itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/5659870318440715444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6176653040137119876&amp;postID=5659870318440715444&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/5659870318440715444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/5659870318440715444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/2011/01/welcome-2011.html' title='Welcome 2011!'/><author><name>Jenny Alama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14796030141874589857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6176653040137119876.post-864399352268216376</id><published>2011-01-06T13:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-06T13:45:00.063-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas 2010!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's hard to believe Christmas has come and gone already. It didn't even feel like it was Christmas until about a week before and then, POOF! It's over. Here are some of the highlights of our activities:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(I was going to add pictures but of course that didn't happen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Maybe next time!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Jason, Jen, Gavin and Sugar stayed at my parents. Packed house means packed fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Wells family Christmas party was a treat as it always is to see family. We don't get together nearly as often as we should. We had yummy food, a Napolean Dynamite performance, yodeling with Grandpa and, of course, presents!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Employment! Normally I would not be happy to be working during the holidays but Fez and I were BOTH working which hasn't happened since April! (More on that later)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* We had a little baby shower for Jen with me, my mom and Ann to celebrate the coming of the new little one! We are so excited for her to come, just wish she would be in Utah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Christmas Eve was with the Wells family. We drove around Utah Valley looking for things to entertain the kids as our original plans fell through and everything was closing at 4 or 5! It was actually quite comical. We did the Thanksgiving Holiday Lights, Cheesecake Factory for dessert, and presents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Christmas morning Fez and I opened gifts from each other. It was a little different not being in our own place and having a tree, but we improvised pretty well. He gave me portabel speakers, workout dvds I've wanted, workout clothes I've wanted and new scriptures with my name on them! I am so excited to start using them! I got him a new white shirt for the temple and a remote control helicopter. It was a total surprise and he has already gotten way good at maneuvering it around the house. But now he wants a bigger one... what have I started?? ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Christmas day was at the Alama's and we had a great time opening lots of presents, eating yummy food, playing games, holding babies, and laughing. It was a wonderful day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* I performed with The Fab Five at the Jazz halftime show on Dec. 27. It was a blast! Those girls are some of my favorite ever, especially when they are together. Such a crack up! They work so hard and although it's been a challenge to try and keep up with them I am very grateful for the opportunity. We are heading to Arizona for a concert series next week, Jan. 10-14. So if you're in Mesa, look us up and come watch us perform!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* I taught the Relief Society lesson on the Sacrament and it was a special time to really focus on Jesus Christ's birth, life, and atonement. It was touching to see how much he has affected my life as I reflected on my past and gave me great determination to better my thoughts and actions to try and mimic Him. I hope that I can carry the spirit of Christmas and giving the whole year through.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6176653040137119876-864399352268216376?l=itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/864399352268216376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6176653040137119876&amp;postID=864399352268216376&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/864399352268216376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/864399352268216376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/2011/01/merry-christmas-2010.html' title='Merry Christmas 2010!'/><author><name>Jenny Alama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14796030141874589857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6176653040137119876.post-4386596227199920339</id><published>2010-12-12T16:32:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-12T16:43:15.562-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Friday was Fez's birthday. He is now the big 27. Luckily it was reading day at school so he didn't have any classes. We ate breakfast in bed, watched Arrested Development and Chronicles of Narnia, ate yummy dinner and opened presents. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He got a Sonicare toothbrush, which he's been wanting forever, and winter boots that were going to be for Christmas, but I decided to surprise him earlier. I didn't take any pictures of course. New Years Resolution 2011.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We ate at Tucanos Saturday night with Fez's brother Jono and his wife Jodi (it was Jodi's birthday on Thursday). We were seated in this back room and when we were about done these people arrived for their company party. You could tell the servers were trying to rush us, but not really so they wouldn't be rude. As we were leaving one of the managers gave us a free appetizer or dessert for our next visit (sweet)! And then one of the other managers stopped us and gave us a free meal certificate for our next visit (double sweet)!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy Birthday and Merry Christmas!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6176653040137119876-4386596227199920339?l=itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/4386596227199920339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6176653040137119876&amp;postID=4386596227199920339&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/4386596227199920339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/4386596227199920339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/2010/12/happy-birthday.html' title='Happy Birthday!'/><author><name>Jenny Alama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01464879768650667974</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tz9pNX6P0jM/Sif_psQGKXI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/JWplvuj0HQg/S220/trax+fun.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6176653040137119876.post-221333458669428102</id><published>2010-12-07T22:30:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-07T22:44:06.807-07:00</updated><title type='text'>If lost, just make one!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If you didn't know, Fez is quite handy. I am not one who would want a fixer-upper home but with his know how and skills, I have full confidence it would be great in no time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He also likes to make things. From ninja sleeves to a pocket knife case made of leather to a treadmill safety pin, he'll figure out a way to make it work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yes, tonight he went to run on the treadmill and the safety pin was NO WHERE to be found. It hasn't been used since we moved into the basement so it had to be somewhere, but alas, no where. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;So what does one do?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well, I would probably give up. "I didn't really want to run anyway." Maybe do research online for a part, which we did, and we found it. But it was backordered. For MONTHS. Goo... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is where Fez's little brain gets rolling. He tried a couple mediums but ended up carving a pencil to look like the pin and...&lt;b&gt; VOILA!&lt;/b&gt; It worked!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;But what happens after he finally made it work?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;FOUND &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;the pin!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Of course. He wouldn't have found it had he just given up. But, he did use his new contraption instead of the pin and it worked like a charm! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So, as long as no one trips and actually needs to use the safety clip, we'll have a backup in case it goes missing again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I can't wait to see what he thinks up next.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6176653040137119876-221333458669428102?l=itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/221333458669428102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6176653040137119876&amp;postID=221333458669428102&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/221333458669428102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/221333458669428102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/2010/12/if-lost-just-make-one.html' title='If lost, just make one!'/><author><name>Jenny Alama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14796030141874589857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6176653040137119876.post-6863057983860339244</id><published>2010-12-04T17:26:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-04T17:30:43.343-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Boys Will Be Girls</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I saw this video a while ago and thought it was hilarious. I was reminded about it last night by some friends and had to post it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It may be a little over the top, but still. HILARIOUS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gspaoaecNAg?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gspaoaecNAg?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Click &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gspaoaecNAg"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt; for the youtube link as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6176653040137119876-6863057983860339244?l=itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/6863057983860339244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6176653040137119876&amp;postID=6863057983860339244&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/6863057983860339244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/6863057983860339244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/2010/12/boys-will-be-girls.html' title='Boys Will Be Girls'/><author><name>Jenny Alama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14796030141874589857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6176653040137119876.post-2956453921302859494</id><published>2010-12-02T15:07:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T15:12:12.352-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dollar Store</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fez and I went to the Dollar Store the other night to check out some toy ideas for the nieces and nephews for Christmas. It had been a while and we remember it being the hot spot for toys.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Boy, were we wrong.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Since when did the Dollar Store turn into a mini grocery/craft store? There was Christmas, balloons, food, cleaning, and decor. There was a tiny back corner that had toys but there was nothing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We were pretty disappointed. Either we are remembering there being much more there because when you're little anything with toys is a gold mine or the Dollar Store has really gone down hill. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Guess we'll have to stick with Wal-Mart and Target.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;One good thing though is I was thoroughly impressed with how CLEAN the place was. Good job Dollar Store on not slacking on that part.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6176653040137119876-2956453921302859494?l=itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/2956453921302859494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6176653040137119876&amp;postID=2956453921302859494&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/2956453921302859494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/2956453921302859494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/2010/12/dollar-store.html' title='Dollar Store'/><author><name>Jenny Alama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14796030141874589857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6176653040137119876.post-9126339030326356754</id><published>2010-12-01T16:38:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-01T16:47:15.650-07:00</updated><title type='text'>He's at it again!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fez entered another drafting competition at school. This one was for the chance at a $1500 SLCC scholarship and dinner for 6 guests at La Caille. Next semester he will be a student of Weber but he made sure he would be able to receive the scholarship as a reimbursement for this semester if he won.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And it's a good thing he did because&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;HE WON!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He worked so hard on this project and it looked awesome. He had to design a house for the owners of La Caille that was Tuscan style and had all these different elements they wanted. He really did his homework on what makes a Tuscan home and he has a knack for making the layout flow well and the details pop. The owners aren't really going to build it, yet at least, but maybe some day they will.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fez almost didn't do it but after some encouragement from his teachers, mother, and yours truly, he decided to. And it's a good thing because now we could afford new tires!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Blessings are pouring on us. Some smaller than others, but this was a big one and we are so grateful for his talents, dedication, and faithfulness that all will work out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bring on the next challenge!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6176653040137119876-9126339030326356754?l=itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/9126339030326356754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6176653040137119876&amp;postID=9126339030326356754&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/9126339030326356754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/9126339030326356754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/2010/12/hes-at-it-again.html' title='He&apos;s at it again!'/><author><name>Jenny Alama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14796030141874589857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6176653040137119876.post-2782553805657419835</id><published>2010-11-30T13:30:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-30T13:51:49.445-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I WON!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I like to check out the crafty blogs once in a while.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They always have such cute ideas and are so creative.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It makes me want to be like that some day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Or at least attempt to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Some times they have giveaways&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and once in a while I will enter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Usually there are like 1,000 entries so there's little chance I'll win.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;But I WON!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I won &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;$25&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; to &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Accent Studios - Vinyl Wall Designs&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have NO idea what I'm actually going to get but I am loving browsing around knowing that I get something. There are many things I can do so I may need some help deciding. I'll keep you informed on the process.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So, yay for me! And yay for Accent Studios!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Check out their website &lt;a href="http://www.decalmywall.com/"&gt;here&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/6176653040137119876-2782553805657419835?l=itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/2782553805657419835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6176653040137119876&amp;postID=2782553805657419835&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/2782553805657419835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/2782553805657419835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-won.html' title='I WON!'/><author><name>Jenny Alama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14796030141874589857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6176653040137119876.post-5590405278077092404</id><published>2010-11-17T08:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-17T08:43:00.312-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm an Auntie again!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tz9pNX6P0jM/TONTMzmNFPI/AAAAAAAAAwE/LdH-09iNAa0/s320/DSC_0400.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540363446069826802" /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Max Kapena (Captain) Alama&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tz9pNX6P0jM/TONTBbGUPkI/AAAAAAAAAv8/MVwO79JoZvU/s320/DSC_0404.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540363250515066434" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Elizabeth Kalake (Grace) Alama&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Born November 13, 2010.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was such a joy to meet these beautiful babies. It's been a while since there have been little babies around and now they are coming out everywhere! I love it! These little ones bring such a joy already. They are hard work but there is so much more love that makes it ALL worth it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tz9pNX6P0jM/TONSXyt081I/AAAAAAAAAvs/DdoXLSDm2Zc/s320/DSC_0456.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540362535300297554" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I couldn't help but just look at them and smile. I pondered about them just being with our Heavenly Father and what He might have told them. I wondered what kind of world they will be brought up in and how strong they must be to be left for the last days. It made me feel that much closer to heaven.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tz9pNX6P0jM/TONSEcFbZJI/AAAAAAAAAvk/2ADk13zVLwM/s320/DSC_0461.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540362202807755922" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Congratulations Jono, Jodi and Isaiah!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6176653040137119876-5590405278077092404?l=itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/5590405278077092404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6176653040137119876&amp;postID=5590405278077092404&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/5590405278077092404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/5590405278077092404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/2010/11/im-auntie-again.html' title='I&apos;m an Auntie again!'/><author><name>Jenny Alama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01464879768650667974</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tz9pNX6P0jM/Sif_psQGKXI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/JWplvuj0HQg/S220/trax+fun.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tz9pNX6P0jM/TONTMzmNFPI/AAAAAAAAAwE/LdH-09iNAa0/s72-c/DSC_0400.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6176653040137119876.post-2652951543298159673</id><published>2010-11-16T20:31:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-16T20:42:56.133-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I know its real late but I had to do it because I said I would.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Even if no one cares except me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fez and I dressed up as ninjas this year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He was amazing at being creative with our hand guards and making our nunchucks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It. was. awesome!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We went to the SLCC Bookstore for lunch. They throw a great party each year and everyone dresses up. Here we are with the Queen of Hearts, Alice, and Minnie Mouse.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tz9pNX6P0jM/TONO__vBlNI/AAAAAAAAAvc/vR4vqUqH1A0/s320/bookstore.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540358827943236818" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;(Thanks for the picture Ann!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We carved pumpkins with the Alama's Friday night. Everyone did a great job on their designs, especially Isaiah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tz9pNX6P0jM/TONO2BIP4rI/AAAAAAAAAvU/F8Jg0lw4dwc/s320/DSC02238.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540358656518775474" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tz9pNX6P0jM/TONOn4UOK6I/AAAAAAAAAvM/xPDTeOz_w4c/s320/DSC02242.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540358413634907042" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Saturday we went to a Halloween party with some friends and played a peanut on a string game and some Minute to Win It's. I'm lame and didn't take any pictures but it was a fun night to be with friends all dressed up!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6176653040137119876-2652951543298159673?l=itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/2652951543298159673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6176653040137119876&amp;postID=2652951543298159673&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/2652951543298159673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/2652951543298159673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/2010/11/halloween.html' title='Halloween'/><author><name>Jenny Alama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14796030141874589857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tz9pNX6P0jM/TONO__vBlNI/AAAAAAAAAvc/vR4vqUqH1A0/s72-c/bookstore.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6176653040137119876.post-3964708964814005561</id><published>2010-11-08T13:03:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-08T13:18:57.620-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cereal Cake</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;First off, I haven't forgotten about Halloween. I am working on getting a little post together. It's not too exciting but if I put it out there in blog land I might actually end up getting it done.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;On to the post...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love crafty blogs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I could spend hours looking at ideas of cute&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and frilly crafts, yummy recipes, and furniture redos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I dream of one day doing some of them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If only I had the money, cause I sure have the time now...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today in my browsing I came across this gem and fell in love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ulqUGo1uyTg/TNhavsCHOzI/AAAAAAAAAM8/5Axvf8SfBd4/s320/cereal+cake.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 308px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537275517172398898" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've always wanted to try and make a cake that looks or is shaped like something and what better idea then cereal! Cereal is practically my life. Next to my husband it is the love of my life &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;(slight exaggeration... but only slight)&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I would like to ask for this to be my birthday cake.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yes, my birthday is in April, but if I ask for it early enough, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm almost assuredly going to get it, right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I would love to do this myself, but let's be honest, without a reason to do it &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;(like a birthday)&lt;/span&gt; it's not going to happen. I am just lazy like that (&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;not good, I know. I'm working on it ok...)&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If any of you like cereal as much as I do and have a birthday before April I would be happy to try my skills for you. Or if someone doesn't do this for my birthday maybe I'll just do it for myself. I can treat myself right? That way if it doesn't work out I have less of a reason to be embarrassed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If you like this cake and want to see others like it please visit &lt;a href="http://creativebirthdaypartyideas.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://creativebirthdaypartyideas.blogspot.com/&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/6176653040137119876-3964708964814005561?l=itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/3964708964814005561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6176653040137119876&amp;postID=3964708964814005561&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/3964708964814005561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/3964708964814005561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/2010/11/cereal-cake.html' title='Cereal Cake'/><author><name>Jenny Alama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14796030141874589857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ulqUGo1uyTg/TNhavsCHOzI/AAAAAAAAAM8/5Axvf8SfBd4/s72-c/cereal+cake.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6176653040137119876.post-510933531219761920</id><published>2010-11-03T12:09:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T12:12:03.897-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Five More Minutes</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; border-collapse: collapse; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;font-family: arial, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;span &gt;My husband forwarded this email to me and I had to share it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; "&gt;It is a simple, beautiful reminder to remember the important things in life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;font-family: arial, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; "&gt;Careful, it's a tear jerker!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;b&gt;Just Five More Minutes&lt;/b&gt; - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span &gt;Author Unknown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; "&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;span &gt;While at the park one day, a woman sat down next to a man on a bench near a playground.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;span &gt;"That's my son over there," she said, pointing to a little boy in a red sweater who was gliding down the slide.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;span &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;span &gt;"He's a fine looking boy" the man said.  "That's my daughter on the bike in the white dress."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;span &gt;Then, looking at his watch, he called to his daughter.  "What do you say we go, Melissa?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;span &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;span &gt;Melissa pleaded, "Just five more minutes, Dad. Please? Just five more minutes."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;span &gt;The man nodded and Melissa continued to ride her bike to her heart's content.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;span &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;span &gt;Minutes passed and the father stood and called again to his daughter. "Time to go now?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;span &gt;Again Melissa pleaded, "Five more minutes, Dad. Just five more minutes."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;span &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;span &gt;The man smiled and said, "OK."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;span &gt;My, you certainly are a patient father," the woman responded.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;span &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;span &gt;The man smiled and then said, "Her older brother Tommy was killed by a drunk driver last year while he was riding his bike near here. I never spent much time with Tommy and now I'd give anything for just five more minutes with him. I've vowed not to make the same mistake with Melissa. She thinks she has five more minutes to ride her bike. The truth is, I get Five more minutes to watch her play."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;span &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;font-family: arial, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;span &gt;Life is all about making priorities, what are your priorities?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;font-family: arial, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;span &gt;Give someone you love Five more minutes of your time today!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6176653040137119876-510933531219761920?l=itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/510933531219761920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6176653040137119876&amp;postID=510933531219761920&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/510933531219761920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/510933531219761920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/2010/11/just-five-more-minutes.html' title='Just Five More Minutes'/><author><name>Jenny Alama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14796030141874589857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6176653040137119876.post-1725942282470227728</id><published>2010-10-26T17:35:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-26T18:17:13.118-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Reunited...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;...and it feels so good!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;San Francisco was a blast!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lindsey was a great host and took me everywhere!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Friday we went to The Stinking Rose. Lots and lots of garlic which made for great jokes the rest of the weekend but it was real good! We walked to Ghiradelli Square and had yummy pumpkin spice caramel square samples and ice cream. I heart San Francisco already.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ulqUGo1uyTg/TMdvG_sojEI/AAAAAAAAAM0/BbUIuh18J2s/s320/DSC02159.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532512833216482370" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Saturday we had a lazy morning and the headed to our performance. We always have a great time performing. It's what we love to do! Wearing the costumes that I usually wear in a foreign country made me REALLY excited to go on tour again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That night we went to this awesome look out for the Golden Gate Bridge. I couldn't get a real good picture cause my camera is blah so I'm waiting for someone to post theirs. We also found the Full House house, the one at the end of the opening credits with the park across the street. Amazing! We finished off the night with another stop at Ghiradelli Square for samples and ice cream. Yum!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ulqUGo1uyTg/TMdun8uYsLI/AAAAAAAAAMs/inSrf88bwaA/s320/DSC02165.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532512299842580658" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I loved this house!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ulqUGo1uyTg/TMdtkAZnk_I/AAAAAAAAAMk/C3laYwQVqhE/s320/DSC02189.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532511132598113266" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fellow clogger and former team mate Stefanie was there with Clog America also. It was fun to all be together again!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ulqUGo1uyTg/TMds744lx9I/AAAAAAAAAMc/d_JaoxWqAeg/s320/DSC02208.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532510443385767890" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sunday we went to church with Lindsey and who taught Sunday School? Oh you know, just Steve Young. He was a pretty good teacher with some interesting perspectives. Still kinda weird, but cool. We drove around looking at houses (Steve Jobs included), ate a delicious meal of tomato soup and the best grilled cheese sandwich EVER at Fisherman's Wharf, saw seals, lots of boats, and got COMPLETELY soaked!!! We were crazy staying out in the rain so long, but it was lots of fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ulqUGo1uyTg/TMdrrDavUFI/AAAAAAAAAME/MPhV-BqVRGg/s320/DSC02221.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532509054643949650" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ulqUGo1uyTg/TMdsgpBhNgI/AAAAAAAAAMU/BeruXdLH_6M/s320/DSC02228.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532509975271781890" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ulqUGo1uyTg/TMdr9rns5DI/AAAAAAAAAMM/kNP_C1jt8JE/s320/DSC02230.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532509374673380402" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thanks so much for a great weekend Lindsey! You're the best! It was so fun to hang out and see the city. I loved San Francisco and can hardly wait to go back some day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6176653040137119876-1725942282470227728?l=itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/1725942282470227728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6176653040137119876&amp;postID=1725942282470227728&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/1725942282470227728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/1725942282470227728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/2010/10/reunited.html' title='Reunited...'/><author><name>Jenny Alama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14796030141874589857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ulqUGo1uyTg/TMdvG_sojEI/AAAAAAAAAM0/BbUIuh18J2s/s72-c/DSC02159.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6176653040137119876.post-9006637119291742309</id><published>2010-10-22T10:40:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-22T10:46:10.528-06:00</updated><title type='text'>San Fran!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm heading to &lt;b&gt;San Francisco&lt;/b&gt; for the weekend!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And I get to stay with &lt;b&gt;Lindsey&lt;/b&gt;!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If you don't know Lindsey, you should. She is one of the funnest people I know. She's been nannying for a family for the past year in California and I've been looking for a way to go visit and it came! I'm so excited!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm really going to perform with a few Clog America members for a group of 'influential people'. Basically, we hope they give us money. But we always like a good excuse to dance and travel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Have a good weekend everyone!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6176653040137119876-9006637119291742309?l=itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/9006637119291742309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6176653040137119876&amp;postID=9006637119291742309&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/9006637119291742309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/9006637119291742309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/2010/10/san-fran.html' title='San Fran!'/><author><name>Jenny Alama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14796030141874589857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6176653040137119876.post-6836373450846909490</id><published>2010-10-15T10:21:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-15T15:40:23.067-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Requests answered</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When I said short I hope none of your were thinking "boy short". I would NEVER do that. You know why? Because I would LOOK like one. Some people can pull it off and they look great. I would not. So for those that requested a picture of the haircut here you go:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ulqUGo1uyTg/TLjHzHlQV3I/AAAAAAAAALw/rDtn9jKxnx4/s1600/DSC02144.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/_ulqUGo1uyTg/TLjHzHlQV3I/AAAAAAAAALw/rDtn9jKxnx4/s320/DSC02144.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528388223619848050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's not really too short in the front but it's short in the back! At least it feels really short from all the layers. Especially after having long hair for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tz9pNX6P0jM/TLjIncUp9hI/AAAAAAAAAvE/FE4BP_RX_ts/s1600/DSC02149.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/_tz9pNX6P0jM/TLjIncUp9hI/AAAAAAAAAvE/FE4BP_RX_ts/s320/DSC02149.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528389122540566034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So, there you have it!&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully I can still get my wiggie to stay for Clog America performances!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ulqUGo1uyTg/TLjHzHlQV3I/AAAAAAAAALw/rDtn9jKxnx4/s1600/DSC02144.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ulqUGo1uyTg/TLjH7T27T-I/AAAAAAAAAL4/V6bPKy9oc4c/s320/DSC02154.JPG" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528388364354146274" border="0" /&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/6176653040137119876-6836373450846909490?l=itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/6836373450846909490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6176653040137119876&amp;postID=6836373450846909490&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/6836373450846909490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/6836373450846909490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/2010/10/requests-answered.html' title='Requests answered'/><author><name>Jenny Alama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14796030141874589857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ulqUGo1uyTg/TLjHzHlQV3I/AAAAAAAAALw/rDtn9jKxnx4/s72-c/DSC02144.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6176653040137119876.post-7675298036772204421</id><published>2010-10-14T09:52:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-14T11:07:01.961-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Our current events</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;1 - I won Thriller tickets!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But... they are for tonight. I have clogging on Thursday nights so I can't even go. &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Sadness... :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt; Fez is going to take his mother though. She has never been and she's going to love it! I am excited for them even though I wish I was going. There's always next year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;2 - ALL of my sisters-in-law are pregnant!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There really is something in the water because &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;EVERYONE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is pregnant!&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; (Not me and not for a while. Thanks for asking.)&lt;/span&gt; Twins are due in just a couple weeks, little girl baby Wells is due in February, and other little baby Wells is due in June. I love my growing family!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;3 - I cut my hair...short!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've been debating this for some time and chickened out last appointment. Fez gave me &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;a lot&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; of encouragement to just do it and so I did. It's kinda weird! It's only been 2 days so I'm not quite used to doing it yet but I think it's kinda cute. A little shorter than I anticipated in the back, but hair grows and I'll enjoy the change.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;4 - I'm going to San Francisco!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Next weekend I am performing for a small but influential group of people with Clog America to see about getting more sponsors and people to come on our tour. Mostly I'm excited to visit my good friend &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Lindsey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; who is living there nannying. She is SO fun and I can't wait for her to show me the ins and outs of San Fran.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;5 - Upcoming Gala for Clog America&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is news is only about a week old but it's been on my mind a lot. I could get into it a lot but that is not the point of this update. Just know it's happening, it will be a wonderful evening, and I may contact you if you'd like to &lt;b&gt;a&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;ttend or donate to our silent auction&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. More to come later.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;6 - Still job hunting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Job hunting sucks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; It's the worst waiting game ever. Not to mention it does wonders for your self-esteem. Don't worry, I'm still happy go lucky Jenny but, really, could I just find something already? As always, if you know of an opening or opportunity, please let me know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;7 - I have a secret.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm not really sure if it needs to be a secret but I'm just going to keep it as one. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;(No I'm not pregnant nor trying to be. See #2)&lt;/span&gt; It is pushing me really hard physically and mentally&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;. And I like the challenge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I am a procrastinator by nature and this has been good for me to keep up on it and try not to be lazy. I like that it gives me something more to think about and do each day. It's draining doing practically nothing &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;(see #6)&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;8 - I belong to The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After conference I challenged myself to be better at the basics. I have done a fairly good job of sticking with it but there are times when I forget, sleep in, or do it really fast. Even though I falter I can still feel a difference in my spirituality. I think the Lord knows I am trying and is blessing me still. Also, I am grateful for inspired church leaders who &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;KNOW the Lord&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and serve him, not matter the consequences. There has been a lot of controversy lately because of things said in conference but I am grateful that my faith is such that it can be &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;tried but not taken&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;9 - My parents are in Hawaii!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If you're not pregnant, you're going to Hawaii. At least that seems to be the case lately. My parents are there with my grandma and 2 of my mom's siblings and their spouses. What a fun getaway for the group to take! Of course I am&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt; super jealous&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I'm not there with them but happy they get to take a little vaca. Speaking of Hawaii...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;10 - Our Hawaii trip update&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;FINALLY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; spoke with Kenny. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;It was a miracle&lt;/span&gt;. Seriously. He even called US back! Basically the deal is this guy owed Kenny a favor, which is how we were getting the trip, but this guy is now in India and so Kenny is working on a different avenue. He hasn't forgotten us and told us to contact him in 30 days. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;It's in the calendar.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I hope he's ready because we have been for a year! &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;(If you are confused by this see posts &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/2009/08/remember-time.html"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/2010/09/photo-on-my-mindstill-waiting.html"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; for details.&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Welp, that's all folks!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6176653040137119876-7675298036772204421?l=itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/7675298036772204421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6176653040137119876&amp;postID=7675298036772204421&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/7675298036772204421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/7675298036772204421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/2010/10/our-current-events.html' title='Our current events'/><author><name>Jenny Alama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14796030141874589857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6176653040137119876.post-1315280395686826233</id><published>2010-10-05T18:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T18:00:02.531-06:00</updated><title type='text'>is this for real?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My friend posted this on Facebook&lt;br /&gt;and I watched the whole thing with my mouth open.&lt;br /&gt;SO COOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how long it took them to do it without mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;I am thoroughly impressed and like this song even more now.&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/iANRO3I30nM?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/iANRO3I30nM?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&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/6176653040137119876-1315280395686826233?l=itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/1315280395686826233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6176653040137119876&amp;postID=1315280395686826233&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I look forward to it with excitement and solemnity.&lt;br /&gt;We were lucky enough to attend BOTH sessions on Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(THANKS AGAIN MEGAN!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was wonderful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the end of the Saturday morning session my cup was overflowing already. I'm glad I took notes because I wouldn't have been able to remember everything I heard and felt. I was inspired in so many aspects of my life. I was able to prioritize and make some goals. I had felt for the past couple weeks that I was missing something or needing to do something and conference gave me more than enough answers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so grateful for leaders of our church who are truly inspired not only in what they say but how they say it. I  know they are led by a loving Heavenly Father that knows the hearts of His children. Even though life is tough and I get down I know He hears my prayers and answers them as He did this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am excited to listen and read them again soon.&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/6176653040137119876-7681773941471980019?l=itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/7681773941471980019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6176653040137119876&amp;postID=7681773941471980019&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/7681773941471980019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/7681773941471980019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-love-conference.html' title='i love conference'/><author><name>Jenny Alama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01464879768650667974</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tz9pNX6P0jM/Sif_psQGKXI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/JWplvuj0HQg/S220/trax+fun.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6176653040137119876.post-7984314052224410187</id><published>2010-09-29T11:55:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-29T11:58:42.427-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Photo On My Mind</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tz9pNX6P0jM/TKN96M8OykI/AAAAAAAAAu8/AxtCSSdhI9U/s1600/Centuries+Old.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tz9pNX6P0jM/TKN96M8OykI/AAAAAAAAAu8/AxtCSSdhI9U/s400/Centuries+Old.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522396006946097730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is a picture Fez took in Hagia Sophia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I loved the picture but he recently made it black and white&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; and I &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;LOVE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; it even more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Excellent work honey!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6176653040137119876-7984314052224410187?l=itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/7984314052224410187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6176653040137119876&amp;postID=7984314052224410187&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/7984314052224410187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/7984314052224410187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/2010/09/photo-on-my-mind_29.html' title='Photo On My Mind'/><author><name>Jenny Alama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01464879768650667974</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tz9pNX6P0jM/Sif_psQGKXI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/JWplvuj0HQg/S220/trax+fun.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tz9pNX6P0jM/TKN96M8OykI/AAAAAAAAAu8/AxtCSSdhI9U/s72-c/Centuries+Old.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6176653040137119876.post-2881435836689235978</id><published>2010-09-23T08:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-23T08:00:07.160-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Photo on my Mind/Still waiting...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Last August (2009) I made a blog post entitled&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/2009/08/remember-time.html"&gt;Remember the time...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;basically stating we had won a trip to Maui.&lt;br /&gt;What a dream right?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;STILL &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;is.&lt;br /&gt;After more than a year of emails, phone calls, messages,&lt;br /&gt;text messages, and threats I believe we have talked to&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Kenny North a whopping &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5 times&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;And that's being generous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you love it when people ignore you&lt;br /&gt;and ignore you and reject your call&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(cause you can tell when they do)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;over and over again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sure don't.&lt;br /&gt;And I'm getting sick of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a nice person.&lt;br /&gt;I don't like confrontation or being mean to people.&lt;br /&gt;But I am about to the point of tracking this guy down,&lt;br /&gt;busting down his door and making him pay up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Ok, maybe I wouldn't REALLY do that&lt;br /&gt;but sometimes I feel like it!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't there some law against false advertising&lt;br /&gt;or mail fraud or something like that&lt;br /&gt;we can pin him on or threaten him with?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you or anyone you know have any suggestions&lt;br /&gt;our ears are open wide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With all that being said this is the photo that has been on my mind as of late.&lt;br /&gt;SIGH...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ulqUGo1uyTg/TJqNIxRLzkI/AAAAAAAAALc/7F7DaLyqEPU/s1600/Hawaii.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ulqUGo1uyTg/TJqNIxRLzkI/AAAAAAAAALc/7F7DaLyqEPU/s400/Hawaii.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519879475099848258" border="0" /&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/6176653040137119876-2881435836689235978?l=itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/2881435836689235978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6176653040137119876&amp;postID=2881435836689235978&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/2881435836689235978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/2881435836689235978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/2010/09/photo-on-my-mindstill-waiting.html' title='Photo on my Mind/Still waiting...'/><author><name>Jenny Alama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14796030141874589857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ulqUGo1uyTg/TJqNIxRLzkI/AAAAAAAAALc/7F7DaLyqEPU/s72-c/Hawaii.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6176653040137119876.post-4036049209443612361</id><published>2010-09-22T16:43:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T16:50:02.264-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Happy Birthday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today is another day of birth to one of the&lt;br /&gt;bestest friends a girl can ask for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ulqUGo1uyTg/TJqHB_c2w2I/AAAAAAAAALU/1J1o7V9xLxY/s1600/kels+and+me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ulqUGo1uyTg/TJqHB_c2w2I/AAAAAAAAALU/1J1o7V9xLxY/s400/kels+and+me.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519872761578046306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;KELSEA BRINTON!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When this girl made drill team in high school we instantly became friends. We can always have something to laugh about, share personal and spiritual things, and cry with if needed. She is a rock and the best example of a good friend to everyone. I try each day to be more like that. And the greatest thing is she is going to be a mommy in March! I'm so excited! Love you tons Kels and hope you have a fabulous day because you deserve it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY KELSEA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6176653040137119876-4036049209443612361?l=itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/4036049209443612361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6176653040137119876&amp;postID=4036049209443612361&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/4036049209443612361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/4036049209443612361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/2010/09/another-happy-birthday.html' title='Another Happy Birthday!'/><author><name>Jenny Alama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14796030141874589857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ulqUGo1uyTg/TJqHB_c2w2I/AAAAAAAAALU/1J1o7V9xLxY/s72-c/kels+and+me.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6176653040137119876.post-2917469586033934777</id><published>2010-09-15T12:05:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-15T12:08:24.469-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Photo on my Mind</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A year ago Fez was in a photography class. He learned a lot and has been practicing them every chance he gets. He borrowed my dad's film camera for an assignment and got some really good pictures. We're still working on converting them into jpegs so we can actually use them but some are already done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is one of my favorites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ulqUGo1uyTg/TJELbAjq1GI/AAAAAAAAALM/A8T9thkp5WA/s1600/film+tree.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 287px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ulqUGo1uyTg/TJELbAjq1GI/AAAAAAAAALM/A8T9thkp5WA/s400/film+tree.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517203577139549282" border="0" /&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/6176653040137119876-2917469586033934777?l=itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/2917469586033934777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6176653040137119876&amp;postID=2917469586033934777&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/2917469586033934777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/2917469586033934777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/2010/09/photo-on-my-mind_15.html' title='Photo on my Mind'/><author><name>Jenny Alama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14796030141874589857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ulqUGo1uyTg/TJELbAjq1GI/AAAAAAAAALM/A8T9thkp5WA/s72-c/film+tree.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6176653040137119876.post-2863096596213977140</id><published>2010-09-15T11:52:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-15T12:03:28.242-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy, Happy Birthday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today is the day of birth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;for two of my favorite people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ulqUGo1uyTg/TJEKAVTBAgI/AAAAAAAAALE/uDwAiLisrYE/s1600/crazy+us.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ulqUGo1uyTg/TJEKAVTBAgI/AAAAAAAAALE/uDwAiLisrYE/s400/crazy+us.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517202019338748418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Marissa King!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still call her Marissa Neumann sometimes but she still calls me Jenny Wells so it's all good. Senior year of high school we clicked and became great friends. Two years later I came to live with her and her roommates in Orem and had the BEST year! She has been a huge blessing in my life. She taught me everything I know about activities/events, we laugh non-stop, can be completely honest with each other, and always pick up right where we left off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY MARISSA!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ulqUGo1uyTg/TJEJ2mI_U9I/AAAAAAAAAK8/Z4zvg2xjUGg/s1600/IMG_5655.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ulqUGo1uyTg/TJEJ2mI_U9I/AAAAAAAAAK8/Z4zvg2xjUGg/s400/IMG_5655.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517201852061406162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My mother!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where to even begin... she is a rock in our family, sacrifices constantly, gives and gives and gives some more, and always has a smiling face. With us being the girls of the family we have really stuck together and I wouldn't have it any other way. I hope one day I can look back on my life and see that I have become a fraction of who she is. Love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY MOM!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6176653040137119876-2863096596213977140?l=itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/2863096596213977140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6176653040137119876&amp;postID=2863096596213977140&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/2863096596213977140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/2863096596213977140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/2010/09/happy-happy-birthday.html' title='Happy, Happy Birthday!'/><author><name>Jenny Alama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14796030141874589857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ulqUGo1uyTg/TJEKAVTBAgI/AAAAAAAAALE/uDwAiLisrYE/s72-c/crazy+us.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6176653040137119876.post-4583947151831214282</id><published>2010-09-12T23:10:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-12T23:10:00.629-06:00</updated><title type='text'>An Attitude of Gratitude</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So many thoughts today.&lt;br /&gt;Most of them are spiritual and I was going to apologize&lt;br /&gt;for such a spiritual post, but I shouldn't have to.&lt;br /&gt;It is who I am...&lt;br /&gt;and I am grateful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Grateful for life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This life is so precious. The time we have here is short and much shorter for some than others. A dear friend's husband passed away Saturday morning just before he was to baptize his little girl. They had finalized the adoption of their 3 girls just on Thursday. I am still in shock and can only imagine what she and her family are going through. But the gospel can bring much peace, comfort and love in such a trying time. I know, as well as they do, that they will see their beloved father and husband again one day.&lt;br /&gt;Life is just so, so precious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Grateful for faith.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mine has been tried greatly this weekend. And I am so grateful. I have prayed, fasted, attended the temple, and prayed some more. I am totally relying on the Lord and the answers he has provided me. I'm still a little nervous about the decision but I know that whatever happens will be right. I am happy that I recognized the Lord speaking to me and I am acting on that.&lt;br /&gt;Faith Not Fear...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Grateful for the temple.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fez and I had a wonderful time at the temple Saturday night. It was perfect. It always is. I wish I could spend every day there. It was also the first time I didn't make any mistakes :) I love the closeness I feel from the Savior and our Heavenly Father as well as the love for all those around me. It is just so pure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Grateful for my talents.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dancing comes first to my mind and that makes me happy. I love performing and pushing my abilities. It can be such a great release. Therapeutic at times. I have had numerous experiences and opportunities because of dance and I can only call me blessed. I am who I am today because of that talent and those that have been in my life because of it.&lt;br /&gt;I know I have other talents that are not as apparent. I love discovering them and hope that I am doing what is necessary to develop and strengthen them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Grateful for Fez.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is my support and strength. I love that we share the same faith and constantly look for ways to deepen our knowledge and strengthen our foundation. We have much to learn from each other still but he is always willing and trusting. He has stuck by me and been a support through the past month especially as we have faced trials, mostly financial (stupid economy...). I love him dearly and can't imagine my life without him in it.&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/6176653040137119876-4583947151831214282?l=itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/4583947151831214282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6176653040137119876&amp;postID=4583947151831214282&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/4583947151831214282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/4583947151831214282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/2010/09/attitude-of-gratitude.html' title='An Attitude of Gratitude'/><author><name>Jenny Alama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14796030141874589857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6176653040137119876.post-8191377638053732300</id><published>2010-09-07T17:47:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-07T18:06:36.237-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Photo on my Mind</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This past weekend we went to Las Vegas with my family (more on that later). On Saturday Fez and I took a drive to Hoover Dam to see the bridge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(WOW. It's huge. And scary. I might have to&lt;br /&gt;close my eyes the first five times I go across it.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While there Fez asked me where the "jumping picture" was taken at. I had completely forgotten about "the jumping picture" until he said that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me explain...&lt;br /&gt;In 2008 I had the wonderful opportunity to be a Building Counselor for EFY. I was part of an amazing team and we were all friends instantly. During the summer we only had 2 weeks off. One week we each did something with our families. The second week off we took an EFY family road trip to Vegas. Spending practically every waking second with these people all summer you'd think we'd be sick of each other. Nope. The trip was glorious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We saw many sites, shopped, made a banner of the weeks plans, laughed a lot, ate a lot and loved every mintue. At the Hoover Dam there was a bench just calling for a jumping picture to be taken. And thus became "the jumping picture".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ulqUGo1uyTg/TIbSYDsILzI/AAAAAAAAAK0/jJm4FBmXKEw/s1600/girls+jumping+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ulqUGo1uyTg/TIbSYDsILzI/AAAAAAAAAK0/jJm4FBmXKEw/s400/girls+jumping+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514326104510836530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This picture makes me happy in so many ways.&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/6176653040137119876-8191377638053732300?l=itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/8191377638053732300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6176653040137119876&amp;postID=8191377638053732300&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/8191377638053732300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/8191377638053732300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/2010/09/photo-on-my-mind.html' title='Photo on my Mind'/><author><name>Jenny Alama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14796030141874589857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ulqUGo1uyTg/TIbSYDsILzI/AAAAAAAAAK0/jJm4FBmXKEw/s72-c/girls+jumping+3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6176653040137119876.post-9125201421516219015</id><published>2010-08-31T17:25:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2010-08-31T17:41:51.298-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Photo on my Mind</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've thought of doing this a while ago and&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;just never did it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then decided, &lt;i&gt;why not? &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Because it will take commitment and a tiny bit of work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;How lazy can I be?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Each week I will post a picture that I &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That I've been &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;thinking &lt;/span&gt;about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;means &lt;/span&gt;something to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That is &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;funny&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That Fez took with his mad &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;skills&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That has just been on my &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;mind&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I hope to keep this up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It could be fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Give me something to really do on this here blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Maybe I'll post more interesting things &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;by doing this as well... We'll see.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So for this week I am going to start with one my most favorite photos Fez has taken. I loved it from the instant I saw it. I love the tiny bit of grass at the bottom, the leaves in the window and the not so perfect colors and condition of the building. He printed and framed it for me for my birthday and I &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;love &lt;/span&gt;it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And now here it is for your viewing pleasure. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Enjoy :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ulqUGo1uyTg/TH2SQ8H4g8I/AAAAAAAAAKs/wvrjgaKkOQs/s400/DSC_0152.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511722338686108610" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6176653040137119876-9125201421516219015?l=itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/9125201421516219015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6176653040137119876&amp;postID=9125201421516219015&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/9125201421516219015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/9125201421516219015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/2010/08/photo-on-my-mind.html' title='Photo on my Mind'/><author><name>Jenny Alama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14796030141874589857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ulqUGo1uyTg/TH2SQ8H4g8I/AAAAAAAAAKs/wvrjgaKkOQs/s72-c/DSC_0152.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6176653040137119876.post-407998770806328823</id><published>2010-08-26T21:00:00.013-06:00</published><updated>2010-08-26T22:37:55.459-06:00</updated><title type='text'>One Tough Chick</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fez has been wanting to go on a backpacking trip for some time and since we have packs and all the supplies to go with it it was just calling us. Fez's cousin Eric wanted to go to Ryder Lake again so the dates were set and plans were made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, I wasn't entirely looking forward to it. I mean, I like hiking and the mountains and such, but with a 30 pound pack on your back for 8 miles? Yikes. But I decided to be supportive and just go for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryder Lake is in the Uintahs and with 8 miles ahead of me I tried to get in the zone. I tell you what though, I have &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NEVER &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;had anything &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;try &lt;/span&gt;me so hard physically, mentally, and spiritually as did the hike up to the lake. I was tired by mile 3, my knees were killing me by mile 3.5, and I just wanted to sit on a rock and cry by mile 4. I even considered sitting on that rock and waiting for them to pick me up on their hike home 2 days later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have never talked myself into taking just one more step... I have also never pleaded so much with Heavenly Father to ease some of the physical burden, help me have the mental capacity to keep pushing, and trying to be grateful for every little flower, tree, or small rock I got to see or step around. It was very, very trying... and tiring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toward the end there is a 1/4 mile steeeeep hill that seems impossbile to hike because you are already exhausted and above 10,000 feet. I took it on slow and steady and I am proud to say that I was the first one up the hill! That's right... Girls rule and Boys drool... Ok not really but I was just proud of myself for conquering it! For conquering the whole hike really!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once there I was glad to have made it because it is just beautiful. The lake was super smooth, the reflection of the mountains around were spectacular, and the crisp mountain air... I just love camping. The next day it poured on us for like 4 or 5 hours so we sat in our tent and read my Book of Mormon &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(see previous post about being WAY behind. Still behind, but I did read the whole book of Mosiah)&lt;/span&gt;.  We finally saw the sun come out for a bit and got to enjoy a little fire before going to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was nervous about the hike down with how bad my knee was holding up. I loaded up the Ibuprofen and told myself at least we were going home. The hike down wasn't nearly as bad as going up. The medicine helped and knowing what to expect as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've wondered if I would go backpacking again and thought either almost any other trip won't be as bad because it won't be 16 miles or that just did me in and I will never go again. Right now i have to say it's the latter, but i'm sure it will change in a year or two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ulqUGo1uyTg/THc_GBKiPdI/AAAAAAAAAKc/tPdoZwu6Its/s1600/DSC02061.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/_ulqUGo1uyTg/THc_GBKiPdI/AAAAAAAAAKc/tPdoZwu6Its/s320/DSC02061.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509942041735478738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Now entering the wilderness" sign at mile 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ulqUGo1uyTg/THc-zpjZGOI/AAAAAAAAAKU/A9QL2BzDWz8/s1600/DSC02063.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/_ulqUGo1uyTg/THc-zpjZGOI/AAAAAAAAAKU/A9QL2BzDWz8/s320/DSC02063.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509941726159640802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Taking a rest around mile 3.5&lt;br /&gt;at a cute little creek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ulqUGo1uyTg/THc-TOgCNDI/AAAAAAAAAKM/3PT-VYdCg0U/s1600/DSC02083.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/_ulqUGo1uyTg/THc-TOgCNDI/AAAAAAAAAKM/3PT-VYdCg0U/s320/DSC02083.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509941169141986354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yes, I know I don't have make up on.&lt;br /&gt;About the one and only time you'll see me&lt;br /&gt;without it in a picture on my blog.&lt;br /&gt;It's not a pretty sight...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ulqUGo1uyTg/THc9n6fZ4lI/AAAAAAAAAKE/rrDeDG9J56k/s1600/DSC02084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ulqUGo1uyTg/THc9n6fZ4lI/AAAAAAAAAKE/rrDeDG9J56k/s320/DSC02084.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509940425036259922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ryder Lake.&lt;br /&gt;Gorgeous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ulqUGo1uyTg/THc9OFMxjMI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/pQxquNBb2Es/s1600/DSC02112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ulqUGo1uyTg/THc9OFMxjMI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/pQxquNBb2Es/s320/DSC02112.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509939981234310338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This rock was shaped out&lt;br /&gt;as the perfect seat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ulqUGo1uyTg/THc85N2cP2I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/FshbrWvPWm4/s1600/DSC02119.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ulqUGo1uyTg/THc85N2cP2I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/FshbrWvPWm4/s320/DSC02119.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509939622779305826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ulqUGo1uyTg/THc8mtyYr1I/AAAAAAAAAJs/PTcmR_vDciU/s1600/DSC02120.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/_ulqUGo1uyTg/THc8mtyYr1I/AAAAAAAAAJs/PTcmR_vDciU/s320/DSC02120.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509939304934715218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through this experience I have learned these things:&lt;br /&gt;* Always take a knee band and lots of meds&lt;br /&gt;* Heavenly Father heard my plea and&lt;br /&gt;helped make my burden light&lt;br /&gt;* It's cool to drink water straight from&lt;br /&gt;a rock spring from the earth&lt;br /&gt;* Don't bring as much snack food&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;* I am One. Tough. Chick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6176653040137119876-407998770806328823?l=itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/407998770806328823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6176653040137119876&amp;postID=407998770806328823&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/407998770806328823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/407998770806328823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/2010/08/one-tough-chick.html' title='One Tough Chick'/><author><name>Jenny Alama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14796030141874589857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ulqUGo1uyTg/THc_GBKiPdI/AAAAAAAAAKc/tPdoZwu6Its/s72-c/DSC02061.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6176653040137119876.post-1254081909159167934</id><published>2010-08-16T23:19:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-08-16T23:37:21.055-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Behind</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lately I have realized that I am behind in a few things:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;#1 Blogging&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have really slacked since coming home from our trip.&lt;br /&gt;At least I got that done.&lt;br /&gt;We have been camping, had a few birthdays,&lt;br /&gt;International Days, job search, etc.&lt;br /&gt;All of which I would love to tell you all about but now you&lt;br /&gt;will just receive a brief readers digest version.&lt;br /&gt;Not as fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;#2 Job hunt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone is looking for a job.&lt;br /&gt;I have officially been out of work since April.&lt;br /&gt;Granted, I was doing an internship that took&lt;br /&gt;a lot of my time, especially as of late.&lt;br /&gt;But I think I leaned on that excuse a little&lt;br /&gt;more than I should have.&lt;br /&gt;If you know of anything, please share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;#3 Scripture reading&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I always feel a little behind in this.&lt;br /&gt;At stake conference Elder Tate challenged us to&lt;br /&gt;read the Book of Mormon 3 times,&lt;br /&gt;each time looking for something specific.&lt;br /&gt;I have done this before and looked forward to it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then tour happened.&lt;br /&gt;We  had such good intentions...&lt;br /&gt;So we decided to resume the goal for August.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then International Days happened.&lt;br /&gt;I believe I am now almost 150 pages behind schedule.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yikes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really don't want to have to start the goal over AGAIN,&lt;br /&gt;but 150 pages behind half way through?&lt;br /&gt;I might as well be at the beginning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;#4 Living space&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We moved into my parents house the end of May.&lt;br /&gt;Our house is just as messy as the day we moved in.&lt;br /&gt;It has its good days, but mostly bad.&lt;br /&gt;It's been so long now that I'm just getting used to the mess.&lt;br /&gt;Bad  news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to get into the habit of keeping it this way.&lt;br /&gt;I love seeing pictures and shows of beautiful living spaces&lt;br /&gt;and dream of what we might live in some day.&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to do that when you have boxes and 'stuff'&lt;br /&gt;everywhere at your feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day I'll catch up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6176653040137119876-1254081909159167934?l=itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/1254081909159167934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6176653040137119876&amp;postID=1254081909159167934&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/1254081909159167934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/1254081909159167934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/2010/08/behind.html' title='Behind'/><author><name>Jenny Alama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14796030141874589857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6176653040137119876.post-3452478248235338817</id><published>2010-08-09T16:54:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T16:59:40.064-06:00</updated><title type='text'>International Days</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;First off...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Camping was AWESOME.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A little post will be coming soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Secondly...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have a crazy week coming.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Starting in about 20 minutes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Actually it started last week but whatever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;INTERNATIONAL DAYS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;is in South Jordan this week!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Do you get the Deseret News?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If so please take a look on the front page of the Life section.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You WILL see my happy face, in a Clog America costume,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;from a performance in Turkey.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The photo was taken by my amazing husband.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If you do not receive the Des News&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;here is a link...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.deseretnews.com/article/700054832/Sharing-heritage-International-Days-celebration-is-Aug10-14-in-South-Jordan.html"&gt;http://www.deseretnews.com/article/700054832/Sharing-heritage-International-Days-celebration-is-Aug10-14-in-South-Jordan.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Need an activity or two to attend this week?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here is a link to our schedule of events&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.deseretnews.com/article/700054834/International-Days-schedule.html"&gt;http://www.deseretnews.com/article/700054834/International-Days-schedule.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am SUPER excited to see Czech Republic,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;China, Nepal, and Korea perform.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh, and of course Clog America.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;See you this week some time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6176653040137119876-3452478248235338817?l=itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/3452478248235338817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6176653040137119876&amp;postID=3452478248235338817&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/3452478248235338817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/3452478248235338817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/2010/08/international-days.html' title='International Days'/><author><name>Jenny Alama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14796030141874589857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6176653040137119876.post-6901517554680924485</id><published>2010-08-03T22:59:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-08-03T23:01:34.542-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Camping</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Finally.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We have yet to go camping this summer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Until tomorrow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hallelujah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lake Hebgen... here we come!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6176653040137119876-6901517554680924485?l=itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/6901517554680924485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6176653040137119876&amp;postID=6901517554680924485&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/6901517554680924485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/6901517554680924485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/2010/08/camping.html' title='Camping'/><author><name>Jenny Alama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14796030141874589857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6176653040137119876.post-6171984703094841821</id><published>2010-07-31T16:30:00.016-06:00</published><updated>2010-07-31T17:08:40.521-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Turkey (Part 2 of 2)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;**WARNING: PICTURE OVERLOAD... AGAIN**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a quick recap of the rest of our trip:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is during a street performance in Istanbul.&lt;br /&gt;They are always fun as the crowd is face to face with you&lt;br /&gt;and you can interact and take pictures with them easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ulqUGo1uyTg/TFSnUvP478I/AAAAAAAAAJc/ZXGjSrA2-Hw/s1600/Turkey6+-+clog+america+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ulqUGo1uyTg/TFSnUvP478I/AAAAAAAAAJc/ZXGjSrA2-Hw/s320/Turkey6+-+clog+america+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500205019648552898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is Elif, our festival guide, and our bus driver.&lt;br /&gt;He was THE BEST bus driver EVER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ulqUGo1uyTg/TFSnMR8BvTI/AAAAAAAAAJU/7EgU_v3DS5k/s1600/turkey6+-+elif.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ulqUGo1uyTg/TFSnMR8BvTI/AAAAAAAAAJU/7EgU_v3DS5k/s320/turkey6+-+elif.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500204874341662002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The festival took us to a place called Miniaturk.&lt;br /&gt;It had all the famous sites in Istanbul in 1/25th scale.&lt;br /&gt;This is what the Blue Mosque looks like.&lt;br /&gt;Crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ulqUGo1uyTg/TFSnGUeFKXI/AAAAAAAAAJM/klGhPiWj9ew/s1600/turkey6+-+miniaturk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ulqUGo1uyTg/TFSnGUeFKXI/AAAAAAAAAJM/klGhPiWj9ew/s320/turkey6+-+miniaturk.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500204771942148466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is Hagia Sohpia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ulqUGo1uyTg/TFSnABpAkRI/AAAAAAAAAJE/5iVGHi0ZxlU/s1600/turkey6+-+miniaturk+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ulqUGo1uyTg/TFSnABpAkRI/AAAAAAAAAJE/5iVGHi0ZxlU/s320/turkey6+-+miniaturk+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500204663808495890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Both festivals had the stage right by a lake.&lt;br /&gt;One night there was a beautiful sunset.&lt;br /&gt;Nice shot Fez!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ulqUGo1uyTg/TFSmxB-hpWI/AAAAAAAAAI8/9CdTxjfCExM/s1600/turkey6+-+sunset.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ulqUGo1uyTg/TFSmxB-hpWI/AAAAAAAAAI8/9CdTxjfCExM/s320/turkey6+-+sunset.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500204406200706402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is my friend from Taiwan!&lt;br /&gt;She was so sweet and would get so excited&lt;br /&gt;whenever she saw me.&lt;br /&gt;I miss her already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ulqUGo1uyTg/TFSmqOPqffI/AAAAAAAAAI0/f90tbjW5ejc/s1600/Turkey6+-+Taiwan+friend.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ulqUGo1uyTg/TFSmqOPqffI/AAAAAAAAAI0/f90tbjW5ejc/s320/Turkey6+-+Taiwan+friend.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500204289234730482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We did humanitarian service at a school for&lt;br /&gt;children with handicaps. We performed for them&lt;br /&gt;and gave them each their own goodies&lt;br /&gt;(sunglasses, coloring books, hats, skittles, etc etc)&lt;br /&gt;This was some of the children and the school owner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ulqUGo1uyTg/TFSmDZ-uBvI/AAAAAAAAAIs/Cel3O-cVb9Q/s1600/turkey7+-+humanitarian.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ulqUGo1uyTg/TFSmDZ-uBvI/AAAAAAAAAIs/Cel3O-cVb9Q/s320/turkey7+-+humanitarian.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500203622369986290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We're so cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ulqUGo1uyTg/TFSl3X1v2hI/AAAAAAAAAIk/p0y5YGJ82qc/s1600/turkey7+-+parade.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ulqUGo1uyTg/TFSl3X1v2hI/AAAAAAAAAIk/p0y5YGJ82qc/s320/turkey7+-+parade.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500203415637056018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is Hagia Sophia.&lt;br /&gt;Basically an amazing building.&lt;br /&gt;There is a rich history with this building.&lt;br /&gt;It was built in 537 AD and has been 3 different churches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ulqUGo1uyTg/TFSkXH_0_HI/AAAAAAAAAHs/4T8U11q35BU/s1600/Turkey4+-+Hagia+Sophia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ulqUGo1uyTg/TFSkXH_0_HI/AAAAAAAAAHs/4T8U11q35BU/s320/Turkey4+-+Hagia+Sophia.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500201762116926578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The original doors to enter Hagia Sophia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ulqUGo1uyTg/TFSlpl8rV9I/AAAAAAAAAIc/SU_649bZnL4/s1600/turkey8+-+hagia+sophia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ulqUGo1uyTg/TFSlpl8rV9I/AAAAAAAAAIc/SU_649bZnL4/s320/turkey8+-+hagia+sophia.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500203178906048466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;AMAZING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ulqUGo1uyTg/TFSlhcRsmvI/AAAAAAAAAIU/ae-1GgAw1n8/s1600/turkey8+-+hagia+sophia+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ulqUGo1uyTg/TFSlhcRsmvI/AAAAAAAAAIU/ae-1GgAw1n8/s320/turkey8+-+hagia+sophia+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500203038870903538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is from the second floor.&lt;br /&gt;You can see Muslim and Christian remainings&lt;br /&gt;throughout the building.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ulqUGo1uyTg/TFSlZNUP51I/AAAAAAAAAIM/-cpsYYsgrdw/s1600/turkey8+-+hagia+sophia+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ulqUGo1uyTg/TFSlZNUP51I/AAAAAAAAAIM/-cpsYYsgrdw/s320/turkey8+-+hagia+sophia+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500202897416120146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So much detail!&lt;br /&gt;I love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ulqUGo1uyTg/TFSlRLmSmXI/AAAAAAAAAIE/2jJFW8wlJ0I/s1600/turkey8+-+hagia+sophia+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ulqUGo1uyTg/TFSlRLmSmXI/AAAAAAAAAIE/2jJFW8wlJ0I/s320/turkey8+-+hagia+sophia+4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500202759515969906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ulqUGo1uyTg/TFSlJ9jODwI/AAAAAAAAAH8/NfjGNT0GkeQ/s1600/turkey8+-+hagia+sophia+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ulqUGo1uyTg/TFSlJ9jODwI/AAAAAAAAAH8/NfjGNT0GkeQ/s320/turkey8+-+hagia+sophia+5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500202635485908738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I never thought we would have the chance to go to Greece or Turkey and I can't believe that we have been to both now. They were amazing and I hope that maybe one day we can make it back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations on a great tour Clog America!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ulqUGo1uyTg/TFSk8e9EhtI/AAAAAAAAAH0/m2FzaDL0rts/s1600/turkey6+-+clog+america.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ulqUGo1uyTg/TFSk8e9EhtI/AAAAAAAAAH0/m2FzaDL0rts/s320/turkey6+-+clog+america.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500202403934537426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;U-S-A, CLOG AMERICA!!!&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/6176653040137119876-6171984703094841821?l=itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/6171984703094841821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6176653040137119876&amp;postID=6171984703094841821&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/6171984703094841821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/6171984703094841821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/2010/07/turkey-part-2-of-2.html' title='Turkey (Part 2 of 2)'/><author><name>Jenny Alama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14796030141874589857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ulqUGo1uyTg/TFSnUvP478I/AAAAAAAAAJc/ZXGjSrA2-Hw/s72-c/Turkey6+-+clog+america+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6176653040137119876.post-8937817360374307386</id><published>2010-07-29T07:38:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-07-29T07:38:00.215-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Turkey (Part 1 of 2)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Getting into Turkey was an adventure to say the least.&lt;br /&gt;A 15 hour bus ride with an hour delay at the border&lt;br /&gt;because we all had to pay for 'travel visas' to enter the country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say I was not a fan of Turkey&lt;br /&gt;by the time we reached the hotel at 6:00 am...&lt;br /&gt;But it quickly redeemed itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first festival we were a part of was the&lt;br /&gt;Kucukcemece Lake Festival.&lt;br /&gt;The countries performing were USA, Portugal, England,&lt;br /&gt;Tawain, Georgia, Belgium and Turkey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is always fun to see the other groups perform&lt;br /&gt;and get to know them as the festival goes on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some pictures of the festival and our travels:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;***WARNING: PICTURE OVERLOAD***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is Clog America with the Mayor of Kucukcemce.&lt;br /&gt;I'm pretty sure this guy was running to be&lt;br /&gt;President of Turkey because his face was everywhere!&lt;br /&gt;He was doing a great job at campaigning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ulqUGo1uyTg/TFDeMl7W8oI/AAAAAAAAAHk/rfGyMo4VH6w/s1600/Turkey1+-+Mayor+pic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ulqUGo1uyTg/TFDeMl7W8oI/AAAAAAAAAHk/rfGyMo4VH6w/s320/Turkey1+-+Mayor+pic.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499139452940251778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;During a parade in the streets of Istanbul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ulqUGo1uyTg/TFDeFfR2n-I/AAAAAAAAAHc/xeuHVULTaFI/s1600/Turkey1+-+parade+pic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ulqUGo1uyTg/TFDeFfR2n-I/AAAAAAAAAHc/xeuHVULTaFI/s320/Turkey1+-+parade+pic.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499139330896469986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yeah America!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ulqUGo1uyTg/TFDd-G6uFgI/AAAAAAAAAHU/P-HmAlnjZFA/s1600/Turkey2+-+American.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ulqUGo1uyTg/TFDd-G6uFgI/AAAAAAAAAHU/P-HmAlnjZFA/s320/Turkey2+-+American.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499139204097906178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The festival took all the countries&lt;br /&gt;on a boat ride on the Bosphorus Strait.&lt;br /&gt;The bridge behind us connects the Asia side of Istanbul&lt;br /&gt;with the Europe side of Istanbul.&lt;br /&gt;Who knew Istanbul was part of 2 continents???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asia is behind us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ulqUGo1uyTg/TFDd3ETe3uI/AAAAAAAAAHM/6q4LF5aSoJg/s1600/Turkey2+-+Asia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ulqUGo1uyTg/TFDd3ETe3uI/AAAAAAAAAHM/6q4LF5aSoJg/s320/Turkey2+-+Asia.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499139083137375970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Europe is behind us.&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ulqUGo1uyTg/TFDdrxu3pDI/AAAAAAAAAHE/1M6FUXH2gDk/s1600/Turkey2+-+Europe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ulqUGo1uyTg/TFDdrxu3pDI/AAAAAAAAAHE/1M6FUXH2gDk/s320/Turkey2+-+Europe.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499138889173410866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the Basilica Cistern.&lt;br /&gt;It is the largest cistern in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ulqUGo1uyTg/TFDdkhf69JI/AAAAAAAAAG8/4_yDosXIO5g/s1600/Turkey3+-+Cistern.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ulqUGo1uyTg/TFDdkhf69JI/AAAAAAAAAG8/4_yDosXIO5g/s320/Turkey3+-+Cistern.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499138764556661906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know the story of Medusa, but I can't remember now&lt;br /&gt;why she was carved in these columns, especially&lt;br /&gt;upside down. There is one of her sideways as well&lt;br /&gt;just around the corner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ulqUGo1uyTg/TFDddmzGw-I/AAAAAAAAAG0/VxFORPmyhkA/s1600/Turkey3+-+Cistern+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ulqUGo1uyTg/TFDddmzGw-I/AAAAAAAAAG0/VxFORPmyhkA/s320/Turkey3+-+Cistern+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499138645720220642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of us girls at the Topkapi Palace.&lt;br /&gt;This is where the Sultans lived and ruled.&lt;br /&gt;It was HUGE. Four gardens. Giant kitchen.&lt;br /&gt;The 2nd largest diamond in the world is displayed there.&lt;br /&gt;86 carats.&lt;br /&gt;Wowsers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ulqUGo1uyTg/TFDdWScL_PI/AAAAAAAAAGs/k3PAuylgIUc/s1600/Turkey3+-+Topkapi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ulqUGo1uyTg/TFDdWScL_PI/AAAAAAAAAGs/k3PAuylgIUc/s320/Turkey3+-+Topkapi.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499138519996300530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;View of Istanbul and the Bosphorus Strait&lt;br /&gt;from one of the gardens at Topkapi Palace.&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/_ulqUGo1uyTg/TFDdO2BireI/AAAAAAAAAGk/DdpAXCD4fLc/s1600/Turkey3+-+Topkapi+view.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ulqUGo1uyTg/TFDdO2BireI/AAAAAAAAAGk/DdpAXCD4fLc/s320/Turkey3+-+Topkapi+view.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499138392109264354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Grand Bazaar.&lt;br /&gt;They sell just about everything for ridiculous prices.&lt;br /&gt;Haggling was a bit of a challenge&lt;br /&gt;but we got it down and came out with some great stuff!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ulqUGo1uyTg/TFDdFm-hNBI/AAAAAAAAAGc/A338qbnz33k/s1600/Turkey4+-+Grand+Bazaar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ulqUGo1uyTg/TFDdFm-hNBI/AAAAAAAAAGc/A338qbnz33k/s320/Turkey4+-+Grand+Bazaar.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499138233451230226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The outside streets of the Grand Bazaar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ulqUGo1uyTg/TFDc-GEwUxI/AAAAAAAAAGU/v8H1qdkzyYA/s1600/Turkey4+-+Grand+Bazaar+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ulqUGo1uyTg/TFDc-GEwUxI/AAAAAAAAAGU/v8H1qdkzyYA/s320/Turkey4+-+Grand+Bazaar+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499138104359932690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inside the court of the Blue Mosque.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ulqUGo1uyTg/TFDc10KrUDI/AAAAAAAAAGM/jppWDoXwYn8/s1600/Turkey5+-+Blue+Mosque.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ulqUGo1uyTg/TFDc10KrUDI/AAAAAAAAAGM/jppWDoXwYn8/s320/Turkey5+-+Blue+Mosque.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499137962113978418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Absolutely BEAUTIFUL!&lt;br /&gt;These pictures don't do it justice.&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't believe it was one massive room&lt;br /&gt;and the painting detail was incredible.&lt;br /&gt;Breathtaking...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ulqUGo1uyTg/TFDcsV3U5fI/AAAAAAAAAGE/kkSST6AHbcc/s1600/Turkey5+-+blue+mosque+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ulqUGo1uyTg/TFDcsV3U5fI/AAAAAAAAAGE/kkSST6AHbcc/s320/Turkey5+-+blue+mosque+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499137799360931314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ulqUGo1uyTg/TFDcjJu6XVI/AAAAAAAAAF8/DZ231EMscM0/s1600/Turkey5+-+blue+mosque+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ulqUGo1uyTg/TFDcjJu6XVI/AAAAAAAAAF8/DZ231EMscM0/s320/Turkey5+-+blue+mosque+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499137641485589842" 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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ulqUGo1uyTg/TFDcYhyy9aI/AAAAAAAAAF0/rtYrd5nVigg/s1600/Turkey5+-+blue+mosque+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ulqUGo1uyTg/TFDcYhyy9aI/AAAAAAAAAF0/rtYrd5nVigg/s320/Turkey5+-+blue+mosque+4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499137458965771682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outside the Blue Mosque.&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/_ulqUGo1uyTg/TFDcDzweyoI/AAAAAAAAAFs/AFA0reWlUJc/s1600/Turkey5+-+blue+mosque+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ulqUGo1uyTg/TFDcDzweyoI/AAAAAAAAAFs/AFA0reWlUJc/s320/Turkey5+-+blue+mosque+5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499137103010646658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;That's all for today.&lt;br /&gt;More of Turkey to come tomorrow!&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/6176653040137119876-8937817360374307386?l=itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/8937817360374307386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6176653040137119876&amp;postID=8937817360374307386&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/8937817360374307386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/8937817360374307386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/2010/07/turkey-part-1-of-2.html' title='Turkey (Part 1 of 2)'/><author><name>Jenny Alama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14796030141874589857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ulqUGo1uyTg/TFDeMl7W8oI/AAAAAAAAAHk/rfGyMo4VH6w/s72-c/Turkey1+-+Mayor+pic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6176653040137119876.post-7908954825160346938</id><published>2010-07-26T17:23:00.014-06:00</published><updated>2010-07-27T15:42:01.046-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Greece</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tour this year was &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;great&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well, it is every year but it was just so fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Greece was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A.M.A.Z.I.N.G.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sooo much history. Friendly people. Beautiful waters.&lt;br /&gt;Missionaries. Yummy food.&lt;br /&gt;I can hardly wait to go back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fez was the best photographer the whole trip and took lots of pictures.&lt;br /&gt;The next few posts are just going to be picture overload.&lt;br /&gt;Bear with me; I will try to explain what I can...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The view of the Acropolis from Mars Hill, or Aeropagus.&lt;br /&gt;It is where Paul testified to the Greek philosophers of the day.&lt;br /&gt;Read it in Acts 17.&lt;br /&gt;Pretty neat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ulqUGo1uyTg/TE4eJu9DB1I/AAAAAAAAAEM/_5CdQWJVM74/s1600/Greece1+-+Mars+Hill.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ulqUGo1uyTg/TE4eJu9DB1I/AAAAAAAAAEM/_5CdQWJVM74/s320/Greece1+-+Mars+Hill.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498365347637692242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took a ferry to Aegina which is the closest island.&lt;br /&gt;We went swimming in the Aegean Sea,&lt;br /&gt;rented scooters and rode around the island.&lt;br /&gt;Best way to experience the island!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ulqUGo1uyTg/TE9QX_LEItI/AAAAAAAAAFk/yxR_MWTn8Nw/s1600/Greece1+-+Aegina.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ulqUGo1uyTg/TE9QX_LEItI/AAAAAAAAAFk/yxR_MWTn8Nw/s320/Greece1+-+Aegina.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498702043067720402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The water was incredible!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ulqUGo1uyTg/TE9PWc5YeUI/AAAAAAAAAFc/SAVSCcrFynY/s1600/Greece1+-+Aegina+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ulqUGo1uyTg/TE9PWc5YeUI/AAAAAAAAAFc/SAVSCcrFynY/s320/Greece1+-+Aegina+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498700917175253314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Performance at American Community School.&lt;br /&gt;We gave school supplies to the students and a&lt;br /&gt;bunch of quilts to an Armenian kid shelter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ulqUGo1uyTg/TE9OXGPC9cI/AAAAAAAAAFM/p0Ull45L6kU/s1600/Greece+2+-+performance.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ulqUGo1uyTg/TE9OXGPC9cI/AAAAAAAAAFM/p0Ull45L6kU/s320/Greece+2+-+performance.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498699828760344002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Theater of Dionysus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ulqUGo1uyTg/TE4gaf23LKI/AAAAAAAAAFE/A3_ICEN7Dbs/s1600/Greece+3+-+Parthenon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ulqUGo1uyTg/TE4gaf23LKI/AAAAAAAAAFE/A3_ICEN7Dbs/s320/Greece+3+-+Parthenon.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498367834666249378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Parthenon.&lt;br /&gt;Just Amazing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ulqUGo1uyTg/TE4gSkVFrtI/AAAAAAAAAE8/U1ulWUmPDkg/s1600/Greece+3+-+Parthenon+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ulqUGo1uyTg/TE4gSkVFrtI/AAAAAAAAAE8/U1ulWUmPDkg/s320/Greece+3+-+Parthenon+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498367698427817682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ulqUGo1uyTg/TE4gDbdNG5I/AAAAAAAAAE0/89Wp_xa_G1w/s1600/Greece+3+-+Parthenon+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ulqUGo1uyTg/TE4gDbdNG5I/AAAAAAAAAE0/89Wp_xa_G1w/s320/Greece+3+-+Parthenon+4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498367438347901842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The view of Mars Hill (Aeropagus) from the Acropolis.&lt;br /&gt;Also view of Athens, city of 5 million people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ulqUGo1uyTg/TE4f6LEJUeI/AAAAAAAAAEs/iXeVBYjNXOE/s1600/Greece+3+-+Parthenon+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ulqUGo1uyTg/TE4f6LEJUeI/AAAAAAAAAEs/iXeVBYjNXOE/s320/Greece+3+-+Parthenon+5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498367279329006050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Temple of Zeus. It took like 600 years to build, was completed for one year and then someone came and destroyed it! Only 15 columns remain out of 106.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ulqUGo1uyTg/TE4facfT70I/AAAAAAAAAEk/RMhyAtxg4iw/s1600/Greece+3+-+Temple+of+Zeus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ulqUGo1uyTg/TE4facfT70I/AAAAAAAAAEk/RMhyAtxg4iw/s320/Greece+3+-+Temple+of+Zeus.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498366734250536770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ulqUGo1uyTg/TE4fKtm48cI/AAAAAAAAAEc/9qmIGdtwIJU/s1600/Greece+3+-+Temple+of+Zeus+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ulqUGo1uyTg/TE4fKtm48cI/AAAAAAAAAEc/9qmIGdtwIJU/s320/Greece+3+-+Temple+of+Zeus+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498366463967818178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Acropolis at night from Mars Hill.&lt;br /&gt;Awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ulqUGo1uyTg/TE9OrxuFQNI/AAAAAAAAAFU/tmnEX_mlf_w/s1600/Greece+3+-+Acropolis.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ulqUGo1uyTg/TE9OrxuFQNI/AAAAAAAAAFU/tmnEX_mlf_w/s320/Greece+3+-+Acropolis.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498700184030626002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stopped at a port for dinner about an hour away from the Turkey border. It was a beautiful, cool night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ulqUGo1uyTg/TE4etbSUvJI/AAAAAAAAAEU/P6Eyfa6EzCQ/s1600/Greece+3+-+Port.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ulqUGo1uyTg/TE4etbSUvJI/AAAAAAAAAEU/P6Eyfa6EzCQ/s320/Greece+3+-+Port.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498365960833514642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for Greece!&lt;br /&gt;Our adventures in Turkey will be coming soon!&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/6176653040137119876-7908954825160346938?l=itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/7908954825160346938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6176653040137119876&amp;postID=7908954825160346938&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/7908954825160346938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/7908954825160346938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/2010/07/greece.html' title='Greece'/><author><name>Jenny Alama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14796030141874589857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ulqUGo1uyTg/TE4eJu9DB1I/AAAAAAAAAEM/_5CdQWJVM74/s72-c/Greece1+-+Mars+Hill.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6176653040137119876.post-8523370710749844477</id><published>2010-07-26T16:52:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-07-26T17:09:04.219-06:00</updated><title type='text'>ATTACK!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;We're baaaack!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've been home for about a week now but there were &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;so &lt;/span&gt;many pictures to go through, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;loads &lt;/span&gt;of laundry and a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mess &lt;/span&gt;of a house to clean up I decided the trip report would have to be last. So now that I'm about done I'm working on the posts. They are soon to come...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since we missed the 4th of July Fireworks we decided we had to see some 24th of July fireworks. We met up with some friends that had laid out blankets right where they set the fireworks off so they really were the best seats in the house!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was an awesome show until one went off on the ground a little too close to where we were sitting. One more went off a little closer and then another went off kiddie-corner behind us in front of a house!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People had started to gather up their stuff so we started to do the same when another went off right at the gate of the ball field about 30 feet away! EVERYONE instantly started scrambling for shoes, purses, blankets, children, etc. It was complete chaos for a couple seconds. The fireworks resumed shooting off in the sky, the way they are supposed to, but none of us really seemed to watch the rest of the show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were fire trucks and ambulances at the house when we left and have found out now from the news that some people had been injured from the fireworks or being trampled. It was definitely a scary moment and quite an adrenaline rush, but grateful we were all ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for a great show Liberty Park! We'll be there next year to see your show!&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/6176653040137119876-8523370710749844477?l=itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/8523370710749844477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6176653040137119876&amp;postID=8523370710749844477&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/8523370710749844477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/8523370710749844477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/2010/07/attack.html' title='ATTACK!!!'/><author><name>Jenny Alama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14796030141874589857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6176653040137119876.post-324824180550972187</id><published>2010-07-03T09:04:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-07-03T09:04:00.978-06:00</updated><title type='text'>So long... Farewell...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;See you in 3 weeks!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ulqUGo1uyTg/TC5HJssy3jI/AAAAAAAAAD8/4dyxaPeJSqc/s1600/akrop-night-big-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 187px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ulqUGo1uyTg/TC5HJssy3jI/AAAAAAAAAD8/4dyxaPeJSqc/s320/akrop-night-big-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489403227754651186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ulqUGo1uyTg/TC5HO_wFN_I/AAAAAAAAAEE/nlA0dD21P8I/s1600/Blue-Mosque-and-the-Bosphorus.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/_ulqUGo1uyTg/TC5HO_wFN_I/AAAAAAAAAEE/nlA0dD21P8I/s320/Blue-Mosque-and-the-Bosphorus.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489403318768056306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/6176653040137119876-324824180550972187?l=itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/324824180550972187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6176653040137119876&amp;postID=324824180550972187&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/324824180550972187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/324824180550972187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/2010/07/so-long-farewell.html' title='So long... Farewell...'/><author><name>Jenny Alama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14796030141874589857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ulqUGo1uyTg/TC5HJssy3jI/AAAAAAAAAD8/4dyxaPeJSqc/s72-c/akrop-night-big-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6176653040137119876.post-7547163011316030353</id><published>2010-07-02T14:09:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-07-02T14:20:51.384-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Not too shabby</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This week has been pretty eventful...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Went swimming and got my first &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;sunburn &lt;/span&gt;of the summer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Went to the Eclipse party with some awesome women, got &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;glitter &lt;/span&gt;hair, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;ugly &lt;/span&gt;nail polish, crazy photobooth pictures, and just had a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;blast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Saw Eclipse. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MUCH &lt;/span&gt;better than the first two movies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Family left us to go to Jackson Hole for family reunion. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Tear&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Saw Toy Story 3... &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;LOVED&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;IT&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Packed Fez and I into &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;one &lt;/span&gt;suitcase for 3 weeks. Miracle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Ate a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;yummy &lt;/span&gt;meal at Cheesecake Factory because I'm not sure when my next really yummy meal will be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Did sealings at Draper Temple. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;BEAUTIFUL&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Leaving tomorrow morning for &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Greece&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6176653040137119876-7547163011316030353?l=itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/7547163011316030353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6176653040137119876&amp;postID=7547163011316030353&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/7547163011316030353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/7547163011316030353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/2010/07/not-too-shabby.html' title='Not too shabby'/><author><name>Jenny Alama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14796030141874589857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6176653040137119876.post-7580092229485171723</id><published>2010-06-24T10:02:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T10:02:00.720-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What did I do last night?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh, not much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just watched about 2 hours of this&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ulqUGo1uyTg/TCLl5mprZRI/AAAAAAAAAD0/5FffJjNDvDE/s320/whose_line_is_it_anyway-show.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486200073881347346" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and this&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ulqUGo1uyTg/TCLlvo06qiI/AAAAAAAAADs/ACMqpPyUw64/s320/americangladiators.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 251px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486199902666664482" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;by myself.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm not sure why but I just got &lt;i&gt;hooked&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I would laugh and laugh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and then be on the edge of my seat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was &lt;b&gt;intense&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And &lt;b&gt;exhausting&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I slept &lt;b&gt;real good.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I remember watching American Gladiators as a kid&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and dreamed of being on the show.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Now that I see it again there is &lt;i&gt;NO &lt;/i&gt;way &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I would ever be on the show or even want to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;(They all look kinda nasty really)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Silly childhood dreams.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But it was still an &lt;b&gt;awesome &lt;/b&gt;show!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;P.S. I also went to the reception of a dear friend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They were beautiful, it was a gorgeous night, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and I loved catching up with friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Congratulations to Evan and Amanda Tolman!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6176653040137119876-7580092229485171723?l=itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/7580092229485171723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6176653040137119876&amp;postID=7580092229485171723&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/7580092229485171723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/7580092229485171723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/2010/06/what-did-i-do-last-night.html' title='What did I do last night?'/><author><name>Jenny Alama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14796030141874589857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ulqUGo1uyTg/TCLl5mprZRI/AAAAAAAAAD0/5FffJjNDvDE/s72-c/whose_line_is_it_anyway-show.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6176653040137119876.post-3122379462035652692</id><published>2010-06-22T10:09:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T10:11:52.662-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I can do anything good.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If I did this every morning&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I guarantee I'd have more great days...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qR3rK0kZFkg&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qR3rK0kZFkg&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6176653040137119876-3122379462035652692?l=itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/3122379462035652692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6176653040137119876&amp;postID=3122379462035652692&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/3122379462035652692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/3122379462035652692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-can-do-anything-good.html' title='I can do anything good.'/><author><name>Jenny Alama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14796030141874589857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6176653040137119876.post-3824126136383104081</id><published>2010-06-21T15:33:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T15:41:00.694-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Good luck Fez!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The hubster left today for the week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The &lt;b&gt;WHOLE &lt;/b&gt;week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Remember when he &lt;a href="http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/2010/03/state-champ.html"&gt;won State&lt;/a&gt; in the drafting competition?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well he ran off to Kansas City for Nationals this morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And left me at home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;How rude is that?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Just kidding.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I guess I could have gone if we weren't going&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;out of the country in 2 weeks...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;:)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Good luck honey! You'll be great!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Design your heart out!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6176653040137119876-3824126136383104081?l=itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/3824126136383104081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6176653040137119876&amp;postID=3824126136383104081&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/3824126136383104081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/3824126136383104081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/2010/06/good-luck-fez.html' title='Good luck Fez!'/><author><name>Jenny Alama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14796030141874589857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6176653040137119876.post-8378707104978206214</id><published>2010-06-14T22:35:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T22:43:55.894-06:00</updated><title type='text'>i love my mommy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This weekend was pretty eventful to say the least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ulqUGo1uyTg/TBcCj57P27I/AAAAAAAAADg/DFRjzkL3hY4/s1600/utah-valley-marathon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 112px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ulqUGo1uyTg/TBcCj57P27I/AAAAAAAAADg/DFRjzkL3hY4/s320/utah-valley-marathon.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482853887214869426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Saturday morning my family headed to Provo to run in the Utah Valley Marathon and 5k. I ran the first mile but had forgotten to put on my knee braces. Without them I had to walk the rest of the race. They hurt &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;so &lt;/span&gt;bad but I finished! We all did really well actually. Tyler crossed the finish line first, followed by my dad, Fez, mom and then me. Brian ran his first marathon in only 3:30! So awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Good job everyone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad placed second in his age category so we decided to wait for the awards. While waiting my mom started to get chest pains feeling lots of pressure and weight, said her heart hurt and had a hard time breathing. Luckily the first aid station was just down the stairs so my dad ran for some help. A doctor came up, asked her some questions and decided to call for more help. After what seemed like forever later the paramedics arrived. We had moved her to the floor which seemed to help but I was glad that they were there. They gave her oxygen and we headed to the hospital. They started running tests when she got there but the pain was starting to subside and she was joking with us so that was a relief. They wanted to keep her overnight and do a stress test in the morning so we headed home and my dad went back to stay with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday they did some blood work &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(I can't remember all the medical jargon of the tests she had. If you'd like to know feel free to ask her :) Sorry...)&lt;/span&gt; and decided to have her stay one more night. She had to lay flat on her back for 8 hours! Ugh. We went to visit and ended up being there with Brian and Ann and the girls as well as Bockba &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(my grandma)&lt;/span&gt;. It was a lot of people in the room but it was nice to be there with my family &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(missed you Jason and Jen!!!)&lt;/span&gt;. Before we left my mom was given a priesthood blessing. I &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;love &lt;/span&gt;that I have men in my life that are able and willing to give blessings. It brings such peace and comfort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They let her leave this morning. The doctors said all the tests came back normal and even though she cleared the enzyme test(?) there was still evidence that something had happened with her heart. Luckily her heart was healthy enough that whatever it was, a blood clot or what not, passed through and broke down itself. The doctor called it a heart event, or a minor heart attack. Crazy! She has been doing excellent at running for the past couple years and runs about 4-5 miles every day. I believe if she hadn't been doing this something much more tragic could have happened. It is scary to think that, but I really think it could have. I am &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;so happy&lt;/span&gt; to have her home and doing as well as she is. She has to take it VERY easy for a week and slowly pick things back up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know people say this all the time, but &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you really never know what could happen&lt;/span&gt;. I never would have thought in her condition she would have had a heart attack and am happy she has taken care of herself so that it wasn't worse. I am grateful the Lord has allowed her to stay with us and continue to pray the He will do so for a long time to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ulqUGo1uyTg/TBcCEjUM0MI/AAAAAAAAADY/zR3To93ev4M/s1600/IMG_5655.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/_ulqUGo1uyTg/TBcCEjUM0MI/AAAAAAAAADY/zR3To93ev4M/s320/IMG_5655.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482853348569567426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I LOVE YOU MOM!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6176653040137119876-8378707104978206214?l=itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/8378707104978206214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6176653040137119876&amp;postID=8378707104978206214&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/8378707104978206214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/8378707104978206214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-love-my-mommy.html' title='i love my mommy'/><author><name>Jenny Alama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14796030141874589857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ulqUGo1uyTg/TBcCj57P27I/AAAAAAAAADg/DFRjzkL3hY4/s72-c/utah-valley-marathon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6176653040137119876.post-7648708633716770556</id><published>2010-06-05T09:45:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-06-05T09:45:00.101-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I can dream, right?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love television.&lt;br /&gt;LOST, Alias, Friends, 24, and SYTYCD&lt;br /&gt;are just a few shows I have been &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HOOKED &lt;/span&gt;on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately?&lt;br /&gt;Pretty much &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;anything &lt;/span&gt;on HGTV or the DIY Network.&lt;br /&gt;I am &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HOOKED&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;love &lt;/span&gt;seeing the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;transformations&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;quick &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tips &lt;/span&gt;and advice,&lt;br /&gt;how &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;easy &lt;/span&gt;things can be,&lt;br /&gt;and all the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;creative &lt;/span&gt;ideas they come up with.&lt;br /&gt;It's like &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;magic&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It really, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;REALLY &lt;/span&gt;makes me wish I had a house&lt;br /&gt;that they could come work their magic for me.&lt;br /&gt;I am so indecisive because I just like it all&lt;br /&gt;that I would be a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GREAT &lt;/span&gt;candidate.&lt;br /&gt;But maybe I could try and see if&lt;br /&gt;I have just a fraction of my own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day it will happen... one day...&lt;br /&gt;Until then I can dream, right?&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/6176653040137119876-7648708633716770556?l=itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/7648708633716770556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6176653040137119876&amp;postID=7648708633716770556&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/7648708633716770556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/7648708633716770556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-can-dream-right.html' title='I can dream, right?'/><author><name>Jenny Alama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01464879768650667974</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tz9pNX6P0jM/Sif_psQGKXI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/JWplvuj0HQg/S220/trax+fun.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6176653040137119876.post-3207900451090286303</id><published>2010-06-04T09:11:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-06-04T09:11:00.586-06:00</updated><title type='text'>New Toy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;With our upcoming vacation to Europe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(SQUEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;we wanted to be sure to capture &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;every &lt;/span&gt;moment we could.&lt;br /&gt;So we decided to splurge and get this little guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tz9pNX6P0jM/TAfRcrcggtI/AAAAAAAAAuk/kSZDCq0i4mw/s1600/0582_waterproof-camcorder.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 299px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tz9pNX6P0jM/TAfRcrcggtI/AAAAAAAAAuk/kSZDCq0i4mw/s320/0582_waterproof-camcorder.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478577762348335826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We're excited to try it out!&lt;br /&gt;It's about as big as our phones and will be easy to just pull out&lt;br /&gt;and record whatever might be happening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm excited to hopefully get some videos of the&lt;br /&gt;cute nieces and nephews and&lt;br /&gt;any random adventures we may take to get used to it.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'll share some with you...&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/6176653040137119876-3207900451090286303?l=itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/3207900451090286303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6176653040137119876&amp;postID=3207900451090286303&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/3207900451090286303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/3207900451090286303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/2010/06/new-toy.html' title='New Toy'/><author><name>Jenny Alama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01464879768650667974</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tz9pNX6P0jM/Sif_psQGKXI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/JWplvuj0HQg/S220/trax+fun.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tz9pNX6P0jM/TAfRcrcggtI/AAAAAAAAAuk/kSZDCq0i4mw/s72-c/0582_waterproof-camcorder.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6176653040137119876.post-8118226736420472056</id><published>2010-06-03T09:00:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T09:00:02.548-06:00</updated><title type='text'>One More Month...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Until we are here!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ulqUGo1uyTg/S_xWb3TzukI/AAAAAAAAACw/omEg9IjzDi0/s1600/athens_greece.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 222px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ulqUGo1uyTg/S_xWb3TzukI/AAAAAAAAACw/omEg9IjzDi0/s320/athens_greece.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475346283679169090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Athens, Greece&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;and here!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ulqUGo1uyTg/S_xWiMdpicI/AAAAAAAAAC4/iK49a34-l7I/s1600/hagia+sophia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 291px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ulqUGo1uyTg/S_xWiMdpicI/AAAAAAAAAC4/iK49a34-l7I/s320/hagia+sophia.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475346392436804034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Istanbul, Turkey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6176653040137119876-8118226736420472056?l=itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/8118226736420472056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6176653040137119876&amp;postID=8118226736420472056&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/8118226736420472056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/8118226736420472056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/2010/06/one-more-month.html' title='One More Month...'/><author><name>Jenny Alama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14796030141874589857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ulqUGo1uyTg/S_xWb3TzukI/AAAAAAAAACw/omEg9IjzDi0/s72-c/athens_greece.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6176653040137119876.post-7344182041174801123</id><published>2010-05-27T09:45:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T10:07:03.605-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Perfect.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We are in the process of moving right now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;so our apartment is a maze and looks like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ulqUGo1uyTg/S_6XVFyRA-I/AAAAAAAAADQ/ZlkS9cL3ImE/s1600/DSC01772.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ulqUGo1uyTg/S_6XVFyRA-I/AAAAAAAAADQ/ZlkS9cL3ImE/s320/DSC01772.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475980585515156450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's been about 3 days of this so we were looking forward to getting out of the apartment for our anniversary and not worrying about moving, boxes, and cleaning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Fez got home from work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(that's right, he works at a big office job now!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he surprised me with these &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;gorgeous beauties&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ulqUGo1uyTg/S_6XDMOTUeI/AAAAAAAAADI/peoeMIJ7rWE/s1600/DSC01780.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/_ulqUGo1uyTg/S_6XDMOTUeI/AAAAAAAAADI/peoeMIJ7rWE/s320/DSC01780.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475980278005715426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Due to lack of funds and the timing of the move and anniversary we decided not to go stay anywhere. But we did decide to go to this &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;beautiful place&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ulqUGo1uyTg/S_6W3WRtyxI/AAAAAAAAADA/xTc4jrQWpl8/s1600/DSC01775.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ulqUGo1uyTg/S_6W3WRtyxI/AAAAAAAAADA/xTc4jrQWpl8/s320/DSC01775.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475980074545957650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was absolutely the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;PERFECT &lt;/span&gt;place to celebrate our wedding anniversary. The spirit was so strong and touched my heart to the core.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was everything I had to not burst out in tears. I was a little taken back as to why I was so emotional and tried to think of all these things it could mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But&lt;/span&gt;... then I told myself to just enjoy feeling the confirmation that we were in the right place and this is what really matters in life.&lt;br /&gt;Not buying expensive gifts.&lt;br /&gt;Not spending the night away from home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Although those are great too, don't get me wrong)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was just &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;perfect&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterward we went to the Cheesecake Factory and ate way more than we should have and of course&lt;br /&gt;ordered dessert on top of it.&lt;br /&gt;You can't pass up cheesecake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you honey for a &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;fantastic time&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm such a lucky woman!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6176653040137119876-7344182041174801123?l=itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/7344182041174801123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6176653040137119876&amp;postID=7344182041174801123&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/7344182041174801123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/7344182041174801123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/2010/05/perfect.html' title='Perfect.'/><author><name>Jenny Alama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14796030141874589857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ulqUGo1uyTg/S_6XVFyRA-I/AAAAAAAAADQ/ZlkS9cL3ImE/s72-c/DSC01772.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6176653040137119876.post-6957114088790309621</id><published>2010-05-26T09:25:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T09:31:01.632-06:00</updated><title type='text'>One Year Down and an Eternity to Go</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;It's been &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;ONE YEAR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; today!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;SO&lt;/b&gt; much has happened this past year and I'm &lt;b&gt;SO&lt;/b&gt; happy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;that I was able to spend it all with this guy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tz9pNX6P0jM/S_xd3j-8zyI/AAAAAAAAAuU/m6QBWBr-wf4/s1600/FEZ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tz9pNX6P0jM/S_xd3j-8zyI/AAAAAAAAAuU/m6QBWBr-wf4/s320/FEZ.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475354456109141794" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;He &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;brings out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; things in me I never knew.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Makes me want to be a &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;etter person&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Laughs&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt; when I'm being ridiculous.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Compliments me when I &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;look good&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Smiles&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt; just because he's with me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;(etc, etc...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tz9pNX6P0jM/S_xes71EH0I/AAAAAAAAAuc/UhVWf1HW_C0/s1600/wedding.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tz9pNX6P0jM/S_xes71EH0I/AAAAAAAAAuc/UhVWf1HW_C0/s320/wedding.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475355373043195714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Happy One Year Anniversary Sweetheart!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;I LOVE YOU!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6176653040137119876-6957114088790309621?l=itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/6957114088790309621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6176653040137119876&amp;postID=6957114088790309621&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/6957114088790309621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/6957114088790309621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/2010/05/one-year-down-and-eternity-to-go.html' title='One Year Down and an Eternity to Go'/><author><name>Jenny Alama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01464879768650667974</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tz9pNX6P0jM/Sif_psQGKXI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/JWplvuj0HQg/S220/trax+fun.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tz9pNX6P0jM/S_xd3j-8zyI/AAAAAAAAAuU/m6QBWBr-wf4/s72-c/FEZ.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6176653040137119876.post-7099744649261460193</id><published>2010-05-25T18:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T18:00:02.196-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Nationals Competition!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;This past weekend was the annual&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Nationals Competition weekend at Lagoon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Despite the freezing cold and wet weather Friday night&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;and the chilly morning and afternoon/evening Saturday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;it was a fantastic weekend!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;I love clogging competitions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;It is like a big clogging family reunion.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;We see most of these people only a few times a year &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;during competition season so it is a fun time &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;when we can all get together and share doing what we love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Sadly I don't have any pictures from this weekend &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;except for this one that I stole from a friend on Facebook. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Too bad it's not the best picture, but it's something!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tz9pNX6P0jM/S_xbKtWDNdI/AAAAAAAAAuM/0ob8_nOaV44/s1600/dance+off.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tz9pNX6P0jM/S_xbKtWDNdI/AAAAAAAAAuM/0ob8_nOaV44/s320/dance+off.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475351486504580562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cambria asked me if I would do a short duet with her a few weeks ago so we put one together. Since her sister LaChere had pretty much taught me my whole life we danced really similar so it was perfect! We did an excellent job Friday scoring the highest short duet of the night and was able to dance off on Saturday for MVP. We didn't make the cut that night but Ayrion and Kandice won and it was well deserved! They rocked it! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Crazy another year has come and gone in the clogging world. I am so happy that I was able to dance this year. It has been a blessing in my life. Maybe I'll still be around to blog about it again next year... Who knows!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6176653040137119876-7099744649261460193?l=itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/7099744649261460193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6176653040137119876&amp;postID=7099744649261460193&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/7099744649261460193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/7099744649261460193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/2010/05/nationals-competition.html' title='Nationals Competition!'/><author><name>Jenny Alama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01464879768650667974</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tz9pNX6P0jM/Sif_psQGKXI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/JWplvuj0HQg/S220/trax+fun.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tz9pNX6P0jM/S_xbKtWDNdI/AAAAAAAAAuM/0ob8_nOaV44/s72-c/dance+off.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6176653040137119876.post-2492473422477231310</id><published>2010-05-25T16:36:00.012-06:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T16:48:09.745-06:00</updated><title type='text'>DISNEYLAND!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We had an &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;amazing &lt;/span&gt;time in &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Disneyland&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was 5 days &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;full &lt;/span&gt;of rides, characters, walking, and smiling.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It really is the happiest place on earth...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here are some pictures of our vacation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tz9pNX6P0jM/S_xTRRSbT_I/AAAAAAAAAuE/R-OXnn2tzlY/s1600/DSC01641.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/_tz9pNX6P0jM/S_xTRRSbT_I/AAAAAAAAAuE/R-OXnn2tzlY/s320/DSC01641.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475342803139252210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tz9pNX6P0jM/S_xTKoYVwvI/AAAAAAAAAt8/q-sOeX4LdAk/s1600/DSC01644.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tz9pNX6P0jM/S_xTKoYVwvI/AAAAAAAAAt8/q-sOeX4LdAk/s320/DSC01644.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475342689078985458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tz9pNX6P0jM/S_xTAdIWj_I/AAAAAAAAAt0/MQ678CzY_-k/s1600/DSC_1349.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tz9pNX6P0jM/S_xTAdIWj_I/AAAAAAAAAt0/MQ678CzY_-k/s320/DSC_1349.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475342514260447218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tz9pNX6P0jM/S_xSw2KQMVI/AAAAAAAAAts/bZLNVuj61qM/s1600/DSC01662.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tz9pNX6P0jM/S_xSw2KQMVI/AAAAAAAAAts/bZLNVuj61qM/s320/DSC01662.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475342246101397842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tz9pNX6P0jM/S_xSoeIYJlI/AAAAAAAAAtk/a-jlYsGhX0s/s1600/DSC01693.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/_tz9pNX6P0jM/S_xSoeIYJlI/AAAAAAAAAtk/a-jlYsGhX0s/s320/DSC01693.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475342102212126290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tz9pNX6P0jM/S_xSUR2j5DI/AAAAAAAAAtU/7pd6SVVuuEw/s1600/DSC01731.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tz9pNX6P0jM/S_xSUR2j5DI/AAAAAAAAAtU/7pd6SVVuuEw/s320/DSC01731.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475341755318789170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tz9pNX6P0jM/S_xSdniS41I/AAAAAAAAAtc/CFoYTx2b1UQ/s1600/DSC01729.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/_tz9pNX6P0jM/S_xSdniS41I/AAAAAAAAAtc/CFoYTx2b1UQ/s320/DSC01729.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475341915758191442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tz9pNX6P0jM/S_xSH2bIWEI/AAAAAAAAAtM/oSZ-RyHzgUY/s1600/DSC_1651.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tz9pNX6P0jM/S_xSH2bIWEI/AAAAAAAAAtM/oSZ-RyHzgUY/s320/DSC_1651.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475341541797550146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tz9pNX6P0jM/S_xR-SW_l1I/AAAAAAAAAtE/pG4-vAD3DK0/s1600/DSC_1715.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tz9pNX6P0jM/S_xR-SW_l1I/AAAAAAAAAtE/pG4-vAD3DK0/s320/DSC_1715.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475341377497700178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tz9pNX6P0jM/S_xRRlsNVmI/AAAAAAAAAs8/FRGVFmvi8Ds/s1600/DSC_1750.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tz9pNX6P0jM/S_xRRlsNVmI/AAAAAAAAAs8/FRGVFmvi8Ds/s320/DSC_1750.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475340609592841826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;We can't wait to go again!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6176653040137119876-2492473422477231310?l=itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/2492473422477231310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6176653040137119876&amp;postID=2492473422477231310&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/2492473422477231310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/2492473422477231310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/2010/05/disneyland.html' title='DISNEYLAND!'/><author><name>Jenny Alama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01464879768650667974</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tz9pNX6P0jM/Sif_psQGKXI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/JWplvuj0HQg/S220/trax+fun.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tz9pNX6P0jM/S_xTRRSbT_I/AAAAAAAAAuE/R-OXnn2tzlY/s72-c/DSC01641.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6176653040137119876.post-7947093798000039076</id><published>2010-05-07T20:24:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T20:57:57.980-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My Project!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;About a month ago I took on a project.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Making pillows for our couch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally it looked like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tz9pNX6P0jM/S-TR3za4JBI/AAAAAAAAAs0/DWWpgAQe7Pg/s1600/DSC01609.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tz9pNX6P0jM/S-TR3za4JBI/AAAAAAAAAs0/DWWpgAQe7Pg/s320/DSC01609.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468726604160574482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fez and I found a good deal on a black couch cover&lt;br /&gt;and decided to try it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So then it looked like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tz9pNX6P0jM/S-TRkAvHPhI/AAAAAAAAAss/3-O9JvSE8JA/s1600/DSC01617.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tz9pNX6P0jM/S-TRkAvHPhI/AAAAAAAAAss/3-O9JvSE8JA/s320/DSC01617.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468726264137727506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought 3 pillows, some material and little by little&lt;br /&gt;started sewing them together.&lt;br /&gt;My wonderful mother helped me and&lt;br /&gt;even though we had a few hiccups along the way&lt;br /&gt;the pillows turned out great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the couch looks like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tz9pNX6P0jM/S-TRGy_G-7I/AAAAAAAAAsk/oQ-KUvFhdgo/s1600/DSC01622.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/_tz9pNX6P0jM/S-TRGy_G-7I/AAAAAAAAAsk/oQ-KUvFhdgo/s320/DSC01622.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468725762230516658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tz9pNX6P0jM/S-TQfxpPZ8I/AAAAAAAAAsc/7cjCBfekjuc/s1600/DSC01624.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/_tz9pNX6P0jM/S-TQfxpPZ8I/AAAAAAAAAsc/7cjCBfekjuc/s320/DSC01624.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468725091855460290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tz9pNX6P0jM/S-TQTLoFIaI/AAAAAAAAAsU/kx7GlLik9Uo/s1600/DSC01627.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/_tz9pNX6P0jM/S-TQTLoFIaI/AAAAAAAAAsU/kx7GlLik9Uo/s320/DSC01627.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468724875491615138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tz9pNX6P0jM/S-TQEhPxgPI/AAAAAAAAAsM/hesFPSmlzEY/s1600/DSC01629.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tz9pNX6P0jM/S-TQEhPxgPI/AAAAAAAAAsM/hesFPSmlzEY/s320/DSC01629.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468724623597207794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tz9pNX6P0jM/S-TP2MfRshI/AAAAAAAAAsE/GkOYD3bGAaI/s1600/DSC01630.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/_tz9pNX6P0jM/S-TP2MfRshI/AAAAAAAAAsE/GkOYD3bGAaI/s320/DSC01630.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468724377506918930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now these aren't by any means professional and could be done much better but I am proud that I pretty much figured them out and did it anyway. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've always had a desire to be crafty but have a really hard time actually being crafty. Maybe one day I'll get there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, and tomorrow I'll be in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;DISNEYLAND&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6176653040137119876-7947093798000039076?l=itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/7947093798000039076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6176653040137119876&amp;postID=7947093798000039076&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/7947093798000039076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/7947093798000039076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/2010/05/my-project.html' title='My Project!'/><author><name>Jenny Alama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01464879768650667974</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tz9pNX6P0jM/Sif_psQGKXI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/JWplvuj0HQg/S220/trax+fun.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tz9pNX6P0jM/S-TR3za4JBI/AAAAAAAAAs0/DWWpgAQe7Pg/s72-c/DSC01609.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6176653040137119876.post-5730148512737691881</id><published>2010-05-05T22:47:00.011-06:00</published><updated>2010-05-05T23:06:30.919-06:00</updated><title type='text'>2 days</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;In 2 days we'll be here!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tz9pNX6P0jM/S-JN45XkdAI/AAAAAAAAAr8/S7EBlb_9TsU/s1600/disneyland1.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/_tz9pNX6P0jM/S-JN45XkdAI/AAAAAAAAAr8/S7EBlb_9TsU/s320/disneyland1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468018537448895490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;and here!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tz9pNX6P0jM/S-JNzvSs9tI/AAAAAAAAAr0/TBQKtOpTXfQ/s1600/california+adventure.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tz9pNX6P0jM/S-JNzvSs9tI/AAAAAAAAAr0/TBQKtOpTXfQ/s320/california+adventure.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468018448844781266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Riding this!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tz9pNX6P0jM/S-JNuvsLmOI/AAAAAAAAArs/kemFoOim-lM/s1600/indian+jones+ride.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tz9pNX6P0jM/S-JNuvsLmOI/AAAAAAAAArs/kemFoOim-lM/s320/indian+jones+ride.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468018363052300514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;and this!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tz9pNX6P0jM/S-JNoUkvH1I/AAAAAAAAArk/Ren9KpJu8pk/s1600/soarin.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/_tz9pNX6P0jM/S-JNoUkvH1I/AAAAAAAAArk/Ren9KpJu8pk/s320/soarin.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468018252694101842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;and this!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tz9pNX6P0jM/S-JNhPyjlaI/AAAAAAAAArc/4n4cKnApdYo/s1600/splash+mountain.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/_tz9pNX6P0jM/S-JNhPyjlaI/AAAAAAAAArc/4n4cKnApdYo/s320/splash+mountain.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468018131150804386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;and this!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tz9pNX6P0jM/S-JNVjfukFI/AAAAAAAAArU/tDbteyS1Qds/s1600/california+screamin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 211px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tz9pNX6P0jM/S-JNVjfukFI/AAAAAAAAArU/tDbteyS1Qds/s320/california+screamin.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468017930282111058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And seeing this!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tz9pNX6P0jM/S-JNNvEmCTI/AAAAAAAAArM/Zdvxl5Co1XU/s1600/fantasmic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tz9pNX6P0jM/S-JNNvEmCTI/AAAAAAAAArM/Zdvxl5Co1XU/s320/fantasmic.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468017795950577970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;All with these people!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tz9pNX6P0jM/S-JNBoQx0HI/AAAAAAAAArE/9_4uBq6ezJ4/s1600/DSC_0652.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tz9pNX6P0jM/S-JNBoQx0HI/AAAAAAAAArE/9_4uBq6ezJ4/s320/DSC_0652.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468017587964203122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you tell I'm really excited...&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/6176653040137119876-5730148512737691881?l=itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/5730148512737691881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6176653040137119876&amp;postID=5730148512737691881&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/5730148512737691881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/5730148512737691881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/2010/05/2-days.html' title='2 days'/><author><name>Jenny Alama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01464879768650667974</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tz9pNX6P0jM/Sif_psQGKXI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/JWplvuj0HQg/S220/trax+fun.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tz9pNX6P0jM/S-JN45XkdAI/AAAAAAAAAr8/S7EBlb_9TsU/s72-c/disneyland1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6176653040137119876.post-2079899717623678126</id><published>2010-05-03T16:13:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T16:39:07.004-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy? Maybe.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fez and I bought these lovely things after Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tz9pNX6P0jM/S99OfBoXztI/AAAAAAAAAqs/QDC0Yfhx2v4/s1600/backpacks.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tz9pNX6P0jM/S99OfBoXztI/AAAAAAAAAqs/QDC0Yfhx2v4/s320/backpacks.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467174767571750610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I NEVER thought I would own one.&lt;br /&gt;I thought people who did were somewhat &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;crazy&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but good for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now. I. am. one. of. them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And&lt;/span&gt;... I'm slightly excited about.&lt;br /&gt;We have used our camping equipment already and loved it.&lt;br /&gt;I grew up camping in a trailer so this is a stretch for me&lt;br /&gt;but I am open to the challenge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But&lt;/span&gt;... just using a backpack is different than backpacking.&lt;br /&gt;I have &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NEVER &lt;/span&gt;done that.&lt;br /&gt;So we decided to give it a try last weekend.&lt;br /&gt;We walked from his parents house to my parents house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A whole 1.8 miles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(yeah, I still don't know how we didn't know each other)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And&lt;/span&gt;... It wasn't really all that bad.&lt;br /&gt;They are designed really well so you carry the weight correctly and are comfortable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Now&lt;/span&gt;... This doesn't mean I'm going to be backpacking to who knows where and camping out for 3 days every time we go camping. That's just not my style. But I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;have &lt;/span&gt;agreed to do it once in a while and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;try &lt;/span&gt;to enjoy myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm getting to be so outdoorsie :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(P.S. Here is a preview of what I've been working on lately.&lt;br /&gt;Post coming soon.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tz9pNX6P0jM/S99PDCsbZ8I/AAAAAAAAAq8/fzgDvccUMiM/s1600/pillow+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tz9pNX6P0jM/S99PDCsbZ8I/AAAAAAAAAq8/fzgDvccUMiM/s320/pillow+2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467175386332489666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tz9pNX6P0jM/S99O6_gfLTI/AAAAAAAAAq0/fOwlxOCG0SU/s1600/pillow+1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tz9pNX6P0jM/S99O6_gfLTI/AAAAAAAAAq0/fOwlxOCG0SU/s320/pillow+1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467175248038145330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/6176653040137119876-2079899717623678126?l=itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/2079899717623678126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6176653040137119876&amp;postID=2079899717623678126&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/2079899717623678126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/2079899717623678126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/2010/05/crazy-maybe.html' title='Crazy? Maybe.'/><author><name>Jenny Alama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01464879768650667974</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tz9pNX6P0jM/Sif_psQGKXI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/JWplvuj0HQg/S220/trax+fun.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tz9pNX6P0jM/S99OfBoXztI/AAAAAAAAAqs/QDC0Yfhx2v4/s72-c/backpacks.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6176653040137119876.post-5901631618970831732</id><published>2010-05-03T13:15:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T13:27:49.195-06:00</updated><title type='text'>TWINS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Don't be fooled now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;isn't&lt;/span&gt; an announcement for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fez's brother and sister-in-law are pregnant with&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TWINS!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can hardly believe it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;SO exciting!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twins to arrive November 2010.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;CONGRATS to the cute family!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tz9pNX6P0jM/S98jWtKjUII/AAAAAAAAAqk/Y-aPqM2m42M/s1600/jono+and+jodi+family.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 227px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tz9pNX6P0jM/S98jWtKjUII/AAAAAAAAAqk/Y-aPqM2m42M/s320/jono+and+jodi+family.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467127345639018626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/6176653040137119876-5901631618970831732?l=itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/5901631618970831732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6176653040137119876&amp;postID=5901631618970831732&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/5901631618970831732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/5901631618970831732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/2010/05/twins.html' title='TWINS!'/><author><name>Jenny Alama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01464879768650667974</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tz9pNX6P0jM/Sif_psQGKXI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/JWplvuj0HQg/S220/trax+fun.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tz9pNX6P0jM/S98jWtKjUII/AAAAAAAAAqk/Y-aPqM2m42M/s72-c/jono+and+jodi+family.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6176653040137119876.post-9060250115218343421</id><published>2010-04-25T21:39:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T22:11:31.467-06:00</updated><title type='text'>i love life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here is what has happened in the last 2 weeks:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Last day at Mentors International - April 9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was not expecting it going into work that day so it was a little shocking but I can't blame them for needing to force a reduction. The economy is just not helping non-profits these days. I have really been needing a change for the past few months so this truly is a blessing. Just so glad we can maintain positive attitudes in enduring this adventure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;April 11 - My birthday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a great day (Sunday's usually are) spending time with family. Fez and I went to Braza Grill the following night and it was yummy! I am such a lucky girl to have friendships with so many people. Thank you all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Springfest competition&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My clogging team competed 2 dances and we won 1st for both of them! I have really enjoyed dancing this year and being part of a team. The girls are so cute and SUCH hard workers! Nationals is in a couple weeks and we are going to kick butt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Camping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fez was able to go camping last minute with a mission buddy and his friend to Moab April 17-18. He had a great time hiking around Canyonlands and using out our camping gear. I hope we get more chances to go out this summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;South Jordan International Days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worldwide Association of Performing Artists (a.k.a. WWAPA, or ClogAmerica, the folkdance group I am on) is hosting its second annual International Days in August 10-14. Because of the recent events with my job I have lots of free time so I am now helping to plan and organize this event. So much is involved with these kind of events but it is going to be so fun! I will be helping find sponsorships so if you or the company you work for would be interested, please let me know! We'll have groups from China, Algeria or Ghana, Czech Republic, and possibly Haiti coming to perform!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Our washer broke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having to fish out clothes sitting in a washer full of water, rinse them out in the tub and drag them to the parents to clean was just awesome... ugh. Pitcher by pitcher we emptied out as much water as we could but what was left was just stinky. We finally got it fixed Friday and I am thrilled to be doing laundry tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With finals and a trip to Disneyland on the horizon, life just doesn't slow down.&lt;br /&gt;But I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;love &lt;/span&gt;it.&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/6176653040137119876-9060250115218343421?l=itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/9060250115218343421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6176653040137119876&amp;postID=9060250115218343421&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/9060250115218343421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/9060250115218343421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-love-life.html' title='i love life'/><author><name>Jenny Alama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01464879768650667974</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tz9pNX6P0jM/Sif_psQGKXI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/JWplvuj0HQg/S220/trax+fun.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6176653040137119876.post-9210151038911935426</id><published>2010-04-13T10:16:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T11:33:57.463-06:00</updated><title type='text'>FOUND!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Six months ago Fez tried digging for a time capsule he had buried when he was a child&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(read about it &lt;a href="http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/2009/10/lost.html"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but had no luck finding the treasure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HE FOUND IT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A neighbor had a metal detector he let us borrow so Fez and his dad went searching yesterday. They had dug all around the area they thought it could be and with the help of the detector decided to try underneath a plant. Good thing because it was there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(See video below)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The can was pretty corroded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tz9pNX6P0jM/S8Spt8SmsnI/AAAAAAAAAqU/WInd5OXkBfg/s1600/DSC01590.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/_tz9pNX6P0jM/S8Spt8SmsnI/AAAAAAAAAqU/WInd5OXkBfg/s320/DSC01590.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459675255023252082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He put these paper towels in there to soak up the moisture.&lt;br /&gt;It was a pretty good idea because they were pretty soaked&lt;br /&gt;but so was everything else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tz9pNX6P0jM/S8Sp6exECII/AAAAAAAAAqc/kZ-JON8vC6o/s1600/DSC01593.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/_tz9pNX6P0jM/S8Sp6exECII/AAAAAAAAAqc/kZ-JON8vC6o/s320/DSC01593.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459675470436239490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After prying it open this is what we found:&lt;br /&gt;a lego car, 2 micro machines, 12 cents, a paper we couldn't read or unfold (possibly a list of the contents), a chinese placemat, and paper with his age and date.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tz9pNX6P0jM/S8SogsUeZJI/AAAAAAAAAqM/mDeXlwLb3pY/s1600/DSC01601.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/_tz9pNX6P0jM/S8SogsUeZJI/AAAAAAAAAqM/mDeXlwLb3pY/s320/DSC01601.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459673927886202002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's kind of hard to read but it says&lt;br /&gt;"11 years old" and " 9/2?/95"&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tz9pNX6P0jM/S8SnY_IzhxI/AAAAAAAAAqE/LzfVoUh5GxM/s1600/DSC01604.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/_tz9pNX6P0jM/S8SnY_IzhxI/AAAAAAAAAqE/LzfVoUh5GxM/s320/DSC01604.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459672695986947858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fez with his treasures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tz9pNX6P0jM/S8Sm_PO32oI/AAAAAAAAAp8/GPt4yoLyjwg/s1600/DSC01606.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tz9pNX6P0jM/S8Sm_PO32oI/AAAAAAAAAp8/GPt4yoLyjwg/s320/DSC01606.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459672253630765698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;YAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can only imagine the cute and fun things our kids will do some day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Note to self: Next time we do a time capsule put it in a ziploc and plastic container.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-23fd46519beff17" 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" value="flvurl=http://v17.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D023fd46519beff17%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329900367%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D55CD25466CBC3C4ED5F13E507F8729F953071FCA.68D8C67D579F19AD70F287E1583F21D6BCC72F91%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D23fd46519beff17%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DWXzV1FUEvEImdueqsTakaIOGq6I&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v17.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D023fd46519beff17%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329900367%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D55CD25466CBC3C4ED5F13E507F8729F953071FCA.68D8C67D579F19AD70F287E1583F21D6BCC72F91%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D23fd46519beff17%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DWXzV1FUEvEImdueqsTakaIOGq6I&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6176653040137119876-9210151038911935426?l=itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/9210151038911935426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6176653040137119876&amp;postID=9210151038911935426&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/9210151038911935426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/9210151038911935426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/2010/04/found.html' title='FOUND!!!'/><author><name>Jenny Alama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01464879768650667974</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tz9pNX6P0jM/Sif_psQGKXI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/JWplvuj0HQg/S220/trax+fun.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tz9pNX6P0jM/S8Spt8SmsnI/AAAAAAAAAqU/WInd5OXkBfg/s72-c/DSC01590.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6176653040137119876.post-7284285506161769039</id><published>2010-04-08T12:41:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T12:54:07.707-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Wrong Name</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A friend posted this on Facebook yesterday and there have been multiple times since watching it that it pops in my mind and I almost burst out laughing. I love this show but it's especially great when they can't make it through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/aqg6BNSUG5Q&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/aqg6BNSUG5Q&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6176653040137119876-7284285506161769039?l=itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/7284285506161769039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6176653040137119876&amp;postID=7284285506161769039&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/7284285506161769039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/7284285506161769039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/2010/04/irish-drinking-song.html' title='Wrong Name'/><author><name>Jenny Alama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01464879768650667974</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tz9pNX6P0jM/Sif_psQGKXI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/JWplvuj0HQg/S220/trax+fun.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6176653040137119876.post-8631094351732257975</id><published>2010-04-06T15:45:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T16:24:10.926-06:00</updated><title type='text'>today's thoughts</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;love &lt;/span&gt;pictures.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They are memories captured in one image &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and can bring back emotions hidden deep inside you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That being said I do not have pictures for this post.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They aren't needed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am going to &lt;b&gt;try &lt;/b&gt;and do this more often.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It seems like I can't blog without pictures&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;or a grand event that has happened.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So, here is what has been on my mind lately...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;#1- Personal growth.&lt;/b&gt; Fez and I made some goals about a month ago and it has been really great to see the little changes. We made personal goals and some as a couple and it has helped our relationship, personally and as a couple. Now, not all of the goals were achieved 100% but it has helped my thinking of the person I want to be and the things I do. I can be a pretty lazy person but I do not like to and try not to be. But I can bite off more than I can chew at times. It's all about balance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;#2- I love the gospel.&lt;/b&gt; I love the scriptures. I love listening to church music any time of day. I love General Conference and the encouragement I receive from it. I love that on low days I can read my scriptures, say a prayer, and know I am heard and watched over. I love the primary children I get to teach every Sunday and the lessons they teach me. I love the hope that comes from knowing our Lord and Savior died for us so that we can go through all our trials to lean on him for care and comfort and live with him again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;#3- Gratitude.&lt;/b&gt; My cute mom gave an FHE lesson a while back about having an Attitude of Gratitude and gave all us kids a book to write in every night something we're grateful for that day. No matter what is going on in your life, how hard it and trying it is, there is ALWAYS something to be grateful for. Something. I have enjoyed searching my life and the days events to think of things I am grateful for. It is humbling.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;#4- Preparing for the future.&lt;/b&gt; I have loved being a wife and try daily to better myself in this role. I fall short many times but I am grateful for a husband who reassures me I'm doing a good job. Am I ready to be a mother? Not yet. But I know the day will come I will have this amazing opportunity to love, nuture, and teach my little children the wonderful things of the world and the gospel. I have much to do to better prepare myself for this day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;#5- Eating healthier.&lt;/b&gt; I. Love. Candy. Desserts. Ice Cream. Chocolate. This will be a hard one to conquer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There are probably a billion other things I could write but this is good for now :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6176653040137119876-8631094351732257975?l=itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/8631094351732257975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6176653040137119876&amp;postID=8631094351732257975&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/8631094351732257975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/8631094351732257975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/2010/04/todays-thoughts.html' title='today&apos;s thoughts'/><author><name>Jenny Alama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01464879768650667974</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tz9pNX6P0jM/Sif_psQGKXI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/JWplvuj0HQg/S220/trax+fun.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6176653040137119876.post-2046884042302884367</id><published>2010-03-30T16:43:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T16:43:00.089-06:00</updated><title type='text'>State Champ!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tz9pNX6P0jM/S7J8E3oY0TI/AAAAAAAAApI/3ZRFB4YY4OQ/s1600/DSC01545.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tz9pNX6P0jM/S7J8E3oY0TI/AAAAAAAAApI/3ZRFB4YY4OQ/s320/DSC01545.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454558521793761586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;State Champ baby!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fez won &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1st place&lt;/span&gt; in the&lt;br /&gt;Architectural Drafting division of the&lt;br /&gt;SkillsUSA competition on Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a surprise when he won the SLCC competition&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/2010/02/whoda-thought.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(see post here)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;about 2 months ago and thought he should&lt;br /&gt;compete at state at least for the experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were 7 other guys in his category&lt;br /&gt;and he beat them all by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;27!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was quite a surprise when they called his name&lt;br /&gt;but we were so excited!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He now gets to compete at Nationals in&lt;br /&gt;Kansas City in June.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Good job babe! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What a great accomplishment!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6176653040137119876-2046884042302884367?l=itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/2046884042302884367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6176653040137119876&amp;postID=2046884042302884367&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/2046884042302884367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/2046884042302884367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/2010/03/state-champ.html' title='State Champ!'/><author><name>Jenny Alama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14796030141874589857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tz9pNX6P0jM/S7J8E3oY0TI/AAAAAAAAApI/3ZRFB4YY4OQ/s72-c/DSC01545.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6176653040137119876.post-679369152674228519</id><published>2010-03-29T11:55:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T12:26:51.780-06:00</updated><title type='text'>And the verdict is...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A dislodged rib.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Awesome&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It started out as feeling like a knot in my back muscle that progressively became more of a bother. I would have Fez massage it for me which would help but not for long term.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Thursday just before bed he gave me a little hug and squeeze. I felt it half pop and asked him to 'pop' my back to finish it off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bad idea&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It definitely popped but not in the way I thought it would.&lt;br /&gt;It crazy hurt! We thought it must be a muscle spasm and got a heat pack to help soothe it. It did a little but I couldn't sleep at all that night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next morning I went to the chiropractor and he gave me the verdict. It wasn't a muscle at all but my rib. He tried a couple things but said it was too inflamed from the heat I'd put on it and would just keep hurting me. I was told to ice it all weekend and he'd fix me today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pain has almost completely subsided except for when I breathe deep or put pressure on my right arm. Who knew such a little thing out of place could be such a bother?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's hoping I've iced it enough for the fix today!&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/6176653040137119876-679369152674228519?l=itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/679369152674228519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6176653040137119876&amp;postID=679369152674228519&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/679369152674228519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/679369152674228519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/2010/03/and-verdict-is.html' title='And the verdict is...'/><author><name>Jenny Alama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14796030141874589857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6176653040137119876.post-6425976793376879117</id><published>2010-03-23T11:08:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T11:08:46.490-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Clogging and camping... yes and yes.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;So I meant to post this about 2 weeks ago but...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;basically I'm a slacker.&lt;br /&gt;Here is the update to the post &lt;a href="http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/2010/03/oh-excitement.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;about our wonderful weekend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Competition?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size:130%;"&gt;Awesome!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); "&gt;loved &lt;/span&gt;being on stage again.&lt;br /&gt;Despite trying to dance my guts out and&lt;br /&gt;realizing I don't have an 18 yr old body any more&lt;br /&gt;I still felt really good about my performance as well as my team.&lt;br /&gt;We ended up taking an overall in one of our dances&lt;br /&gt;and placed 2nd in the other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;It was so fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ulqUGo1uyTg/S6fq20b-pHI/AAAAAAAAACY/HN5rz_PGqbU/s1600-h/clogging+-+thanksgiving+point+2010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ulqUGo1uyTg/S6fq20b-pHI/AAAAAAAAACY/HN5rz_PGqbU/s320/clogging+-+thanksgiving+point+2010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451584101465105522" border="0" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Camping?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;Fantastic!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really do &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); "&gt;love &lt;/span&gt;camping.&lt;br /&gt;I am no good at starting fires, eating what I can find,&lt;br /&gt;hiking up big scary mountains with nothing to hold on to,&lt;br /&gt;or packing only the essential items.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;But I still &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); "&gt;love &lt;/span&gt;it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a few highlights of the trip:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tz9pNX6P0jM/S5WPmogEAuI/AAAAAAAAAnM/USsIzSUnGjk/s1600-h/DSC01503.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tz9pNX6P0jM/S5WPmogEAuI/AAAAAAAAAnM/USsIzSUnGjk/s320/DSC01503.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446417218244182754" border="0" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pretty canyon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ulqUGo1uyTg/S6fdJ0wkK3I/AAAAAAAAABw/T066JXzcIQU/s1600-h/DSC_1361.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ulqUGo1uyTg/S6fdJ0wkK3I/AAAAAAAAABw/T066JXzcIQU/s320/DSC_1361.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451569034806176626" border="0" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Johnson Arch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tz9pNX6P0jM/S5WVuhPf8II/AAAAAAAAAn8/2Xsse_d-j-E/s1600-h/DSC01526.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tz9pNX6P0jM/S5WVuhPf8II/AAAAAAAAAn8/2Xsse_d-j-E/s320/DSC01526.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446423950804381826" border="0" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Rock or poo???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tz9pNX6P0jM/S5WVJKMTlII/AAAAAAAAAn0/nGA5qv-TBSg/s1600-h/DSC01531.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tz9pNX6P0jM/S5WVJKMTlII/AAAAAAAAAn0/nGA5qv-TBSg/s320/DSC01531.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446423308961813634" border="0" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the help we had finding the geocache!&lt;br /&gt;They were super helpers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tz9pNX6P0jM/S5WUd0eJQcI/AAAAAAAAAns/4MK1UpboU44/s1600-h/DSC01532.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tz9pNX6P0jM/S5WUd0eJQcI/AAAAAAAAAns/4MK1UpboU44/s320/DSC01532.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446422564396679618" border="0" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our tent and backpacks. So fun using them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tz9pNX6P0jM/S5WT3a3L74I/AAAAAAAAAnk/UsJvk1zWIgM/s1600-h/DSC01538.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tz9pNX6P0jM/S5WT3a3L74I/AAAAAAAAAnk/UsJvk1zWIgM/s320/DSC01538.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446421904687361922" border="0" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;GIANT &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); "&gt;strawberry &lt;/span&gt;marshmallow =&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;DISGUSTING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tz9pNX6P0jM/S5WTlTVx_kI/AAAAAAAAAnc/cEb8rAtB3NM/s1600-h/DSC01540.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tz9pNX6P0jM/S5WTlTVx_kI/AAAAAAAAAnc/cEb8rAtB3NM/s320/DSC01540.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446421593430556226" border="0" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We found this geocache before heading home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tz9pNX6P0jM/S5WTRF9N_JI/AAAAAAAAAnU/5rkJc7h1jB0/s1600-h/DSC01542.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tz9pNX6P0jM/S5WTRF9N_JI/AAAAAAAAAnU/5rkJc7h1jB0/s320/DSC01542.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446421246240488594" border="0" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Beatutiful view of Snow Canyone&lt;br /&gt;where the geocache was.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6176653040137119876-6425976793376879117?l=itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/6425976793376879117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6176653040137119876&amp;postID=6425976793376879117&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/6425976793376879117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/6425976793376879117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/2010/03/clogging-and-camping-yes-and-yes.html' title='Clogging and camping... yes and yes.'/><author><name>Jenny Alama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01464879768650667974</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tz9pNX6P0jM/Sif_psQGKXI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/JWplvuj0HQg/S220/trax+fun.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ulqUGo1uyTg/S6fq20b-pHI/AAAAAAAAACY/HN5rz_PGqbU/s72-c/clogging+-+thanksgiving+point+2010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6176653040137119876.post-550369975692139160</id><published>2010-03-22T15:39:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T16:07:04.376-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Belated Christmas Present</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well the present isn't belated&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but the blog post is WAY belated...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fez had been planning on what to get me for&lt;br /&gt;Christmas for &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;months &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ahead of time.&lt;br /&gt;He had stolen my clogging shoes from my parents house&lt;br /&gt;right when I was looking for them to use for class.&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't find them ANYWHERE because of&lt;br /&gt;sneaky Fez and mom.&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He dumped them on our black coffee table&lt;br /&gt;one night and took a bunch of pictures.&lt;br /&gt;He then picked 9 winners and&lt;br /&gt;tracked down 9 square black frames to put them in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't realize what they were when I opened them.&lt;br /&gt;I thought they were the pictures that already come in the frames.&lt;br /&gt;But then I recognized the taps and was so surprised!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I absolutely &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LOVE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;them!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My shoes look kind of gross in some of them but it&lt;br /&gt;just shows how much love and hard work went&lt;br /&gt;into making them that way.&lt;br /&gt;It was so sweet to show his support for me&lt;br /&gt;in my life of dancing this way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We don't have a wall big enough to put all 9 frames up&lt;br /&gt;in our apartment so I picked 3 of my favorite for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thanks again love!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here they are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ulqUGo1uyTg/S6fmBWF5foI/AAAAAAAAAB4/qyZROdkpgnc/s1600-h/christmas+present+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ulqUGo1uyTg/S6fmBWF5foI/AAAAAAAAAB4/qyZROdkpgnc/s320/christmas+present+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451578784739851906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;That tape was a life saver at times!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ulqUGo1uyTg/S6fmerbCo4I/AAAAAAAAACA/OfHLghhX3RU/s1600-h/christmas+present+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ulqUGo1uyTg/S6fmerbCo4I/AAAAAAAAACA/OfHLghhX3RU/s320/christmas+present+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451579288681882498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I like that is says my name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ulqUGo1uyTg/S6fm4ukbOiI/AAAAAAAAACI/dld-u766bR8/s1600-h/christmas+present+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ulqUGo1uyTg/S6fm4ukbOiI/AAAAAAAAACI/dld-u766bR8/s320/christmas+present+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451579736203147810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Even my mom had shoes!&lt;br /&gt;None of us probably would have danced&lt;br /&gt;if she hadn't started first&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Thanks mom!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ulqUGo1uyTg/S6fnHvM0x1I/AAAAAAAAACQ/eN6eyxmtm6g/s1600-h/christmas+present+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ulqUGo1uyTg/S6fnHvM0x1I/AAAAAAAAACQ/eN6eyxmtm6g/s320/christmas+present+4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451579994070632274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/6176653040137119876-550369975692139160?l=itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/550369975692139160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6176653040137119876&amp;postID=550369975692139160&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/550369975692139160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/550369975692139160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/2010/03/belated-christmas-present.html' title='Belated Christmas Present'/><author><name>Jenny Alama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14796030141874589857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ulqUGo1uyTg/S6fmBWF5foI/AAAAAAAAAB4/qyZROdkpgnc/s72-c/christmas+present+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6176653040137119876.post-4119295690146431175</id><published>2010-03-09T16:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T16:52:43.990-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I wish I could hold my breath...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...Because I'm pretty sure something&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;DIED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the women's bathroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I went in there and about &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;passed out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wave of stench&lt;/span&gt; that came at me.&lt;br /&gt;It was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HORRENDOUS&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried with all my might to hold my breath&lt;br /&gt;but I found out I am &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NO GOOD&lt;/span&gt; at this.&lt;br /&gt;I've never moved so fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today wasn't much better.&lt;br /&gt;My coworker said she remembered this smell from&lt;br /&gt;when a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;MOUSE DIED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in the sewer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Cleaning Man,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PLEASE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;figure out what that rancid smell is.&lt;br /&gt;I will work on holding my breath longer,&lt;br /&gt;but it has &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GOT &lt;/span&gt;to end!&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Out of Breath&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6176653040137119876-4119295690146431175?l=itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/4119295690146431175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6176653040137119876&amp;postID=4119295690146431175&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/4119295690146431175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/4119295690146431175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-wish-i-could-hold-my-breathe.html' title='I wish I could hold my breath...'/><author><name>Jenny Alama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01464879768650667974</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tz9pNX6P0jM/Sif_psQGKXI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/JWplvuj0HQg/S220/trax+fun.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6176653040137119876.post-7667815484374956997</id><published>2010-03-05T10:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T10:46:43.788-07:00</updated><title type='text'>oh the excitement.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today is the start of a great weekend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;Competition &lt;/span&gt;this afternoon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;Camping &lt;/span&gt;the rest of the time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's been about &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;2 years&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; since I have done a dancing performance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And about &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;4 years&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; since I have competed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;I am nervous!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Last night I was &lt;b&gt;slightly &lt;/b&gt;freaking out inside that I was feeling nervous.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have danced practically my whole life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but I am &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;out of practice&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am &lt;b&gt;very &lt;/b&gt;excited to be doing it again though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;anticipation &lt;/span&gt;before going on stage...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Waiting for the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;music &lt;/span&gt;to start...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Telling yourself "&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;You've got this&lt;/span&gt;"...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;adrenaline rush&lt;/span&gt; as you complete step after step...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;second wind&lt;/span&gt; that hits after &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;cheering&lt;/span&gt; for your teammates&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;to keep it up...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;I LOVE IT!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fez and I are driving straight to &lt;b&gt;St. George&lt;/b&gt; after to meet up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;with his cousins to go camping.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We have been gathering essentials for the past few months&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and are &lt;b&gt;very &lt;/b&gt;excited to try them out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;New tent, sleeping bag, backpacks, stove, utensils, etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We aren't hiking into our camping spot &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but we are packing and pretending as if we are&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;so when that time comes we will be ready.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love camping.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Waking up to the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;sunrise&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Wondering what &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;adventures &lt;/span&gt;the day will hold.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Feeling a little dirt on ya and &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;not caring&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sitting at a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;campfire &lt;/span&gt;bonding with those around you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;I AM EXCITED!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(Hopefully my camera won't die &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;so I will have pictures to post next week)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6176653040137119876-7667815484374956997?l=itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/7667815484374956997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6176653040137119876&amp;postID=7667815484374956997&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/7667815484374956997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/7667815484374956997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/2010/03/oh-excitement.html' title='oh the excitement.'/><author><name>Jenny Alama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01464879768650667974</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tz9pNX6P0jM/Sif_psQGKXI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/JWplvuj0HQg/S220/trax+fun.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6176653040137119876.post-4734753519812637274</id><published>2010-03-02T14:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T14:39:32.814-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Attempt at Cooking #1</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tz9pNX6P0jM/S42FJpiwveI/AAAAAAAAAnE/8FcHtCyYQV4/s1600-h/lemon+chicken+and+potatoes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tz9pNX6P0jM/S42FJpiwveI/AAAAAAAAAnE/8FcHtCyYQV4/s320/lemon+chicken+and+potatoes.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444153925377768930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I do not cook.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hardly ever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I would &lt;b&gt;like &lt;/b&gt;to be better at this&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but it is &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;very &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;intimidating.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Last night I decided to &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;face my fear&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I made&lt;b&gt; lemon pepper chicke&lt;/b&gt;n and &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;roasted rosemary red potatoes&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I learned what &lt;b&gt;'saute' &lt;/b&gt;means.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It &lt;b&gt;looked &lt;/b&gt;like I burnt the chicken but &lt;b&gt;only &lt;/b&gt;the pepper on it a little.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I finished &lt;b&gt;everything &lt;/b&gt;at the same time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And the smoke alarm went off &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;only 3 times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;AND &lt;/b&gt;it tasted yummy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Even Fez wasn't lying when he said &lt;b&gt;it did&lt;/b&gt; to make me feel good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Attempt at Cooking #1...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;SUCCESS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6176653040137119876-4734753519812637274?l=itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/4734753519812637274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6176653040137119876&amp;postID=4734753519812637274&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/4734753519812637274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/4734753519812637274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/2010/03/attempt-at-cooking-1.html' title='Attempt at Cooking #1'/><author><name>Jenny Alama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01464879768650667974</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tz9pNX6P0jM/Sif_psQGKXI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/JWplvuj0HQg/S220/trax+fun.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tz9pNX6P0jM/S42FJpiwveI/AAAAAAAAAnE/8FcHtCyYQV4/s72-c/lemon+chicken+and+potatoes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6176653040137119876.post-2712914136467206111</id><published>2010-02-25T13:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T13:43:34.975-07:00</updated><title type='text'>YES.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;One year ago today I said&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;"YES"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;to one of the greatest men I've ever known.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;He had been so sneaky at getting the ring&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;that when he pulled it out and asked&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;"Will You Marry Me?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;I was shocked and could only say&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;"Are you serious???"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;I couldn't believe it was happening already.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;I then told him he had to get on his knee and ask.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;That's just what you have to do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;So he got down and asked me again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;And I said&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;"YES"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ulqUGo1uyTg/S4bgj18eoeI/AAAAAAAAABc/qki3LBg8LZ4/s1600-h/ring+copy.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/_ulqUGo1uyTg/S4bgj18eoeI/AAAAAAAAABc/qki3LBg8LZ4/s320/ring+copy.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442284106104611298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ulqUGo1uyTg/S4bgaBYrdrI/AAAAAAAAABU/XYXueJghRhE/s1600-h/ring.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ulqUGo1uyTg/S4bgaBYrdrI/AAAAAAAAABU/XYXueJghRhE/s320/ring.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442283937376990898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&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/6176653040137119876-2712914136467206111?l=itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/2712914136467206111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6176653040137119876&amp;postID=2712914136467206111&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/2712914136467206111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/2712914136467206111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/2010/02/yes.html' title='YES.'/><author><name>Jenny Alama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14796030141874589857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ulqUGo1uyTg/S4bgj18eoeI/AAAAAAAAABc/qki3LBg8LZ4/s72-c/ring+copy.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6176653040137119876.post-6418673370648592335</id><published>2010-02-22T17:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T17:14:56.344-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Firehouse Chili</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tz9pNX6P0jM/S4Mc-8oPrfI/AAAAAAAAAm8/sJ2-_qf9Nfg/s1600-h/DSC01460.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/_tz9pNX6P0jM/S4Mc-8oPrfI/AAAAAAAAAm8/sJ2-_qf9Nfg/s320/DSC01460.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441224642546085362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This past weekend our ward had a chili cook off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;so fun&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You could submit a dish from these 4 categories:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;chili, soup, bread, and dessert&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fez and I decided to participate with a chili recipe that was sure to be a pleaser.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It has been in the family for years...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;(Actually a crazy old guy adopted us as his grandkids for about an hour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;a little over a year ago and emailed us this recipe because we said&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;we liked chili. Random...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We've made this chili one other time and it was not spicy enough.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;(Even for me and I have a wussy mouth!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So we decided to add seeds from&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;5 habaneros&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/span&gt;out of the &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;12&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;the recipe calls for.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Man, oh man, did it make a difference!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The cook off was a success!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There was tons of delicious food to taste and our chili was gone to the last bean.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ultimately we did not win but we still had a great time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Maybe next year...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6176653040137119876-6418673370648592335?l=itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/6418673370648592335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6176653040137119876&amp;postID=6418673370648592335&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/6418673370648592335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/6418673370648592335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/2010/02/firehouse-chili.html' title='Firehouse Chili'/><author><name>Jenny Alama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01464879768650667974</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tz9pNX6P0jM/Sif_psQGKXI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/JWplvuj0HQg/S220/trax+fun.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tz9pNX6P0jM/S4Mc-8oPrfI/AAAAAAAAAm8/sJ2-_qf9Nfg/s72-c/DSC01460.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6176653040137119876.post-518631723025665422</id><published>2010-02-19T10:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T11:25:40.970-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a couple things...</title><content type='html'>Here are some of my random thoughts/activities of my life the past while. Take them for what it's worth...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;* I have the weirdest memory ever. I can remember a commercial, song lyrics, and dances from 12 years ago but I can't remember a conversation I had yesterday. Or what I ate for dinner last night. It can be quite frustrating and the cause for humor at times. Mostly I try for the latter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;* Fez and I have been watching LOST. I have seen up through season 4 but didn't watch a single episode of season 5. Naturally I can't watch season 6 until I do. So we've been watching them every chance we get. Season 2 is about to end which means it's going to start getting really weird. I LOVE IT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;* I love treats. I have been wanting to make cupcakes or cookies for about a week and a half now. But my hubby isn't a sweets person. This means I would eat them all. No bueno. Maybe I could wrap some up cute and take them to a neighbor...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;* I am grateful for my job. Some days it's kinda boring, but others I enjoy it. I am still working on making a true identity for my position and have a lot of ideas that I really want to implement but don't think the big bosses take me seriously. Guess I'll just have to show them what I'm made of.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;* I love random adventures. Going sledding at 8:00 at night, ice cream shake runs at 11, whatever it might be. I wish I did them more. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;* I've thought a lot about making the simple things in life really stand out and enjoying every minute. It seems so simple but yet is so hard. I can be such a worry wart (especially about finances) but have really made an effort lately to relax and go with the flow. I am liking the results so far and hope it continues.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;* My family is amazing. We are built on such a rock of solid love and complete devotion and support for each other. That has really been proven the past week and I am overcome with emotion each time I think about it. I am TRULY blessed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;* I am so out of shape. I clog every Wednesday for 2 hours and dance one Saturday a month for 8 hours but I am exhausted and my body and feet hurt for about 2 days every time. I have old running shoes that hurt my knees when I use them so I can't run to help my endurance. I am going to have to pop in a work out DVD because that's about the only exercise that will keep my motivated to do it. And next week I am going to a Zumba class. No battle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's about it for now. There are more things and I could elaborate on each of these forever but you don't want to read it nor do I want to write it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One thing for sure is life is interesting. But life is good. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6176653040137119876-518631723025665422?l=itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/518631723025665422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6176653040137119876&amp;postID=518631723025665422&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/518631723025665422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/518631723025665422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/2010/02/just-couple-things.html' title='Just a couple things...'/><author><name>Jenny Alama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01464879768650667974</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tz9pNX6P0jM/Sif_psQGKXI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/JWplvuj0HQg/S220/trax+fun.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6176653040137119876.post-1433300803195540081</id><published>2010-02-12T15:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T15:57:27.440-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i heart weddings.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;On 2/10/2010 one of my best friends got married!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;love &lt;/span&gt;going to sealings.&lt;br /&gt;The sealers always give wonderful advice&lt;br /&gt;and its great to reminisce of when I got married.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;beautiful &lt;/span&gt;day.&lt;br /&gt;She was a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;gorgeous &lt;/span&gt;bride and he was a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;handsome &lt;/span&gt;groom.&lt;br /&gt;And they are &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;SO &lt;/span&gt;in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;The pure, sweet kind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;happy &lt;/span&gt;for her.&lt;br /&gt;She has always been one of the best examples&lt;br /&gt;to me of how I want to live my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CONGRATULATIONS&lt;br /&gt;MARK AND KELSEA BRINTON!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tz9pNX6P0jM/S3XbHAGSS0I/AAAAAAAAAmc/LlEBg0FFaLE/s1600-h/DSC01395.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tz9pNX6P0jM/S3XbHAGSS0I/AAAAAAAAAmc/LlEBg0FFaLE/s320/DSC01395.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437493038451673922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tz9pNX6P0jM/S3XbtjXEpZI/AAAAAAAAAms/SjWjSmUsGpw/s1600-h/DSC01392.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tz9pNX6P0jM/S3XbtjXEpZI/AAAAAAAAAms/SjWjSmUsGpw/s320/DSC01392.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437493700752352658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tz9pNX6P0jM/S3Xbci9K9NI/AAAAAAAAAmk/TIqowVrF16Y/s1600-h/DSC01391.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/_tz9pNX6P0jM/S3Xbci9K9NI/AAAAAAAAAmk/TIqowVrF16Y/s320/DSC01391.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437493408585938130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tz9pNX6P0jM/S3XcHDCiJBI/AAAAAAAAAm0/3U4aVzZU6eY/s1600-h/DSC01418.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tz9pNX6P0jM/S3XcHDCiJBI/AAAAAAAAAm0/3U4aVzZU6eY/s320/DSC01418.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437494138752869394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Love&lt;/span&gt;, Fez and Jenny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6176653040137119876-1433300803195540081?l=itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/1433300803195540081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6176653040137119876&amp;postID=1433300803195540081&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/1433300803195540081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/1433300803195540081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-heart-weddings.html' title='i heart weddings.'/><author><name>Jenny Alama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01464879768650667974</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tz9pNX6P0jM/Sif_psQGKXI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/JWplvuj0HQg/S220/trax+fun.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tz9pNX6P0jM/S3XbHAGSS0I/AAAAAAAAAmc/LlEBg0FFaLE/s72-c/DSC01395.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6176653040137119876.post-60473587609878414</id><published>2010-02-04T22:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T10:35:02.839-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Big mouth or little M&amp;Ms?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I received a tube of mini M&amp;amp;M's from a friend during Christmas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As I was eating them I let my mind wander...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;How many minis equal one normal sized M&amp;amp;M? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;How many M&amp;amp;M's can I fit in my mouth?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;How many mini M&amp;amp;M's can I fit in my mouth?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I decided this should be tried out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I counted how many were left in the container.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;150.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I challenged Fez and he willingly accepted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well the tube has been sitting on our counter since Christmas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;so last night we finally decided to try it out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here is the sequence of events through pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tz9pNX6P0jM/S2unJ5qjCbI/AAAAAAAAAk8/OcC_yutjbjY/s1600-h/DSC_1082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tz9pNX6P0jM/S2unJ5qjCbI/AAAAAAAAAk8/OcC_yutjbjY/s320/DSC_1082.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434621163892574642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tz9pNX6P0jM/S2unWnezj5I/AAAAAAAAAlM/0WI64IunJJw/s1600-h/DSC_1093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tz9pNX6P0jM/S2unWnezj5I/AAAAAAAAAlM/0WI64IunJJw/s200/DSC_1093.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434621382349787026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tz9pNX6P0jM/S2unSiyJjUI/AAAAAAAAAlE/Jv4ewht1Nuo/s1600-h/DSC_1087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tz9pNX6P0jM/S2unSiyJjUI/AAAAAAAAAlE/Jv4ewht1Nuo/s200/DSC_1087.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434621312369265986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tz9pNX6P0jM/S2unlw5o52I/AAAAAAAAAlU/sRKO4qtYHGw/s1600-h/DSC_1097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tz9pNX6P0jM/S2unlw5o52I/AAAAAAAAAlU/sRKO4qtYHGw/s320/DSC_1097.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434621642576291682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tz9pNX6P0jM/S2unrk3UadI/AAAAAAAAAlc/AXJNTRMa3MI/s1600-h/DSC_1099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tz9pNX6P0jM/S2unrk3UadI/AAAAAAAAAlc/AXJNTRMa3MI/s320/DSC_1099.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434621742424549842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tz9pNX6P0jM/S2unwOTF4oI/AAAAAAAAAlk/4OudduugmA4/s1600-h/DSC_1102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tz9pNX6P0jM/S2unwOTF4oI/AAAAAAAAAlk/4OudduugmA4/s320/DSC_1102.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434621822266368642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tz9pNX6P0jM/S2un24G_W8I/AAAAAAAAAls/zQ74-SnOM9I/s1600-h/DSC_1103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tz9pNX6P0jM/S2un24G_W8I/AAAAAAAAAls/zQ74-SnOM9I/s320/DSC_1103.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434621936569113538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tz9pNX6P0jM/S2un9B1uo4I/AAAAAAAAAl0/eZDMpCtCLgs/s1600-h/DSC_1108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tz9pNX6P0jM/S2un9B1uo4I/AAAAAAAAAl0/eZDMpCtCLgs/s320/DSC_1108.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434622042260284290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Look at all that room!&lt;br /&gt;150 sounds like a lot but he probably could have fit the entire tube.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe even 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Makes me wonder what we can try next...&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/6176653040137119876-60473587609878414?l=itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/60473587609878414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6176653040137119876&amp;postID=60473587609878414&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/60473587609878414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/60473587609878414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/2010/02/big-mouth-or-little-m.html' title='Big mouth or little M&amp;Ms?'/><author><name>Jenny Alama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01464879768650667974</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tz9pNX6P0jM/Sif_psQGKXI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/JWplvuj0HQg/S220/trax+fun.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tz9pNX6P0jM/S2unJ5qjCbI/AAAAAAAAAk8/OcC_yutjbjY/s72-c/DSC_1082.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6176653040137119876.post-8413507034115025053</id><published>2010-02-01T21:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T13:33:55.105-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Who'da thought?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Normally I do posts about me and Fez and our adventures or the random things on my mind. Fez can contribute to the blog posts, but he doesn't. This is fine cause that leaves it up to me to brag about him when he doesn't want to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fez is going to school in Construction Management. He works as a draftsman for a residential company now. He loves his job but is excited for  what the future will hold after graduating.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Last week there was a conference at SLCC called SkillsUSA. They have different contests and such to get the students involved in the conference. One of his teachers said that if they entered the drafting contest they would get extra credit. Fez saw this as an easy way of getting some extra credit so he entered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was given 2 hours to basically replicate some house plans. He did his thing and off he went. He wasn't able to attend the awards ceremony because he had a math test, which is too bad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;because &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HE WON!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We couldn't believe it! He was just getting some extra credit and actually won the thing. So cool! AND he gets to compete at state in March! AND if he places 1st - 4th he gets to go to Nationals!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;I am so proud him!&lt;/span&gt; He works so hard at his job and is awesome at it! Obviously... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Keep it up babe!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and if any of you are looking to design some house plans, call us up.&lt;br /&gt;I know a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;REALLY &lt;/span&gt;good guy.&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/6176653040137119876-8413507034115025053?l=itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/8413507034115025053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6176653040137119876&amp;postID=8413507034115025053&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/8413507034115025053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/8413507034115025053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/2010/02/whoda-thought.html' title='Who&apos;da thought?'/><author><name>Jenny Alama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01464879768650667974</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tz9pNX6P0jM/Sif_psQGKXI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/JWplvuj0HQg/S220/trax+fun.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6176653040137119876.post-6665899945319090894</id><published>2010-01-29T12:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T12:44:53.131-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I support free lunch.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;love &lt;/span&gt;going to lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Especially &lt;/span&gt;when I don't have to pay for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My coworker Bob owed me and my other coworker Lauren lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;(names have been changed to protect the innocent)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday we decided Noodles and Co. was the place.&lt;br /&gt;I had a coupon for buy one get one free, so even better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The nice cashier man asked us what we would like&lt;br /&gt;and Bob said he really wanted a cheese pizza.&lt;br /&gt;The nice cashier man said, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;"I can do that."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bob said, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;"No you can't..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice cashier man persisted that he could.&lt;br /&gt;Bob, feeling embarrassed, said, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;"No, it's ok."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went ahead and ordered and I gave him my coupon.&lt;br /&gt;When Bob was finished the nice cashier man gave us the total,&lt;br /&gt;pushed some buttons and gave Bob's card back.&lt;br /&gt;But he hadn't swiped it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bob asked if he had charged him and the nice cashier man said,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;"Don't worry about it, it's all been taken care of."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were a little taken back and Bob insisted he would pay for the lunch&lt;br /&gt;but the nice cashier man wouldn't let him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And then &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;he gave my coupon back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;WHAT???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow. Thank you nice cashier man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While we ate we proceeded to joke&lt;br /&gt;that he thought us girls were cute, he was just being nice, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But then&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; the nice cashier man walked over to our table...&lt;br /&gt;With a nice, hot, cheesy pizza...&lt;br /&gt;just for Bob.&lt;br /&gt;He gave a sheepish smile and walked off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And then&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; it hit us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;He must like Bob.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bob is a very secure man in his masculinity&lt;br /&gt;but you could see the awkwardness of thinking the nice cashier man&lt;br /&gt;might have a little crush on him.&lt;br /&gt;There really wasn't a better explanation for these acts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;(We realized later the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;entire time&lt;/span&gt; at the register&lt;br /&gt;the nice cashier man did not look or talk to anyone else but Bob.&lt;br /&gt;This further supported our conclusion.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had plenty of good laughs over this but one thing remains.&lt;br /&gt;We got &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4 free lunches&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;THANK YOU NICE CASHIER MAN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6176653040137119876-6665899945319090894?l=itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/6665899945319090894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6176653040137119876&amp;postID=6665899945319090894&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/6665899945319090894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/6665899945319090894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-support-free-lunch.html' title='I support free lunch.'/><author><name>Jenny Alama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01464879768650667974</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tz9pNX6P0jM/Sif_psQGKXI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/JWplvuj0HQg/S220/trax+fun.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6176653040137119876.post-481878497938971408</id><published>2010-01-26T10:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T10:00:03.861-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Geocaching!</title><content type='html'>The very first night Fez and I hung out he introduced geocaching to me. I had &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NO &lt;/span&gt;idea what it was. For those of you that were like me geocaching is when you take a GPS, some coordinates of a location, and once you reach the location you look for a small box or can full of little treasures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have been wanting to go ever since we started dating but you need a GPS that will get you there.&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Enter Christmas gift - GPS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tz9pNX6P0jM/S13lEq19S5I/AAAAAAAAAkE/xLakF3_rxjA/s1600-h/oregon300.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tz9pNX6P0jM/S13lEq19S5I/AAAAAAAAAkE/xLakF3_rxjA/s320/oregon300.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430748594061527954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;He's been dying to go ever since recieving it and Friday night we finally did. I'm a bit of a pansy when it comes to cold weather so I needed good clothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Enter Christmas gifts - coat and gloves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tz9pNX6P0jM/S13laTbj_QI/AAAAAAAAAkM/yikUABrnUA0/s1600-h/DSC01367.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/_tz9pNX6P0jM/S13laTbj_QI/AAAAAAAAAkM/yikUABrnUA0/s320/DSC01367.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430748965733924098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Finally we were ready and headed out to Wheeler Farm. We parked and walked toward the park entrance and Fez said we were 1 foot away with a 14 foot radius accuracy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Huh? Really?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tz9pNX6P0jM/S13l7JkwgXI/AAAAAAAAAkU/7fQoV4MsxtY/s1600-h/DSC01377.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/_tz9pNX6P0jM/S13l7JkwgXI/AAAAAAAAAkU/7fQoV4MsxtY/s320/DSC01377.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430749530023821682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We did not expect it to be right at the entrance but we started to fumble through the snow and leaves. We searched for about 15 minutes, unsure if we had gotten the coordinates right. It was nowhere to be found and just seemed weird this was the right spot. We decided to come back and try a different one before calling it a night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tz9pNX6P0jM/S13mTTGBMcI/AAAAAAAAAkc/fpPOEzaE6j0/s1600-h/DSC01382.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tz9pNX6P0jM/S13mTTGBMcI/AAAAAAAAAkc/fpPOEzaE6j0/s320/DSC01382.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430749944896106946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Behind a hotel that is by our house there was one that was supposed to be in the trees. We'd looked for it about 2 months before but only looked on the ground. We started walking around the trees when I saw something zip tied to a tree. It kinda looked like some electrical device, but that didn't make sense. That would not be connected to a tree. And then I realized, I'd found it!!! Yay! I found my first geocache! It wasn't very hard but still, I had succeeded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tz9pNX6P0jM/S13mtNZ3brI/AAAAAAAAAkk/au4GUaKG7aE/s1600-h/DSC01383.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/_tz9pNX6P0jM/S13mtNZ3brI/AAAAAAAAAkk/au4GUaKG7aE/s320/DSC01383.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430750390045339314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tz9pNX6P0jM/S13nAKoorbI/AAAAAAAAAks/4XhsX1l0fi4/s1600-h/DSC01384.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/_tz9pNX6P0jM/S13nAKoorbI/AAAAAAAAAks/4XhsX1l0fi4/s320/DSC01384.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430750715719495090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The zip lock bag had note cards where you write you name and date and a bunch of little trinkets. They actually were really nasty and I was afraid to touch them because I didn't want to get infected with some sort of disease. But it was cool anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We found out the trick to the Wheeler Farm geocache and are going to go back and try it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Anyone want to join us???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6176653040137119876-481878497938971408?l=itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/481878497938971408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6176653040137119876&amp;postID=481878497938971408&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/481878497938971408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/481878497938971408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/2010/01/geocaching.html' title='Geocaching!'/><author><name>Jenny Alama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01464879768650667974</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tz9pNX6P0jM/Sif_psQGKXI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/JWplvuj0HQg/S220/trax+fun.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tz9pNX6P0jM/S13lEq19S5I/AAAAAAAAAkE/xLakF3_rxjA/s72-c/oregon300.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6176653040137119876.post-624557455858049863</id><published>2010-01-25T10:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T10:53:24.787-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally, some coloring.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here is a little weekend update:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kelsea's bridal shower. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Success&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Clogging practice at 6:30 am. Yikes, but... &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Success&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Shae's baby shower. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Success&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Geocaching for my first time. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Success&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(More to come on that later)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Riding trax with friends downtwn for dinner at Squatters. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Success&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Fez playing basketball and spraining his ankle. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Success&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait, what?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cute husband got a call from a ward buddy Saturday morning to play basketball. He thought it would be a good idea to be social and get some exercise even though basketball isn't his thing. Within about 10 minutes of play he came down on another players foot, heard a pop, felt the pain, and knew it had been a bad idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last time he played basketball was in the MTC, the same thing happened, and he vowed to never play again. Should have listened to himself. I have to give him props for getting out of bed early on a Saturday to play but I'm sure that will be the last time he does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In December he Flowriding with his best friend and hurt his foot from the board. Lots of pain but NO coloring. If you're gonna get hurt, there at least should be some proof. Well, he has proof this time. :)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tz9pNX6P0jM/S13ZH9Weh9I/AAAAAAAAAj0/zsogKPkqivU/s1600-h/DSC01386.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/_tz9pNX6P0jM/S13ZH9Weh9I/AAAAAAAAAj0/zsogKPkqivU/s320/DSC01386.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430735456429836242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tz9pNX6P0jM/S13ZaIe5III/AAAAAAAAAj8/RQMmnooL3zk/s1600-h/DSC01387.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/_tz9pNX6P0jM/S13ZaIe5III/AAAAAAAAAj8/RQMmnooL3zk/s320/DSC01387.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430735768655569026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily it wasn't way bad and is already getting better. If ever you need an extra guy to play football, give him a ring! But if basketball is the sport at hand, please don't tempt him. Thank you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6176653040137119876-624557455858049863?l=itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/624557455858049863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6176653040137119876&amp;postID=624557455858049863&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/624557455858049863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/624557455858049863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/2010/01/finally-some-coloring.html' title='Finally, some coloring.'/><author><name>Jenny Alama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01464879768650667974</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tz9pNX6P0jM/Sif_psQGKXI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/JWplvuj0HQg/S220/trax+fun.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tz9pNX6P0jM/S13ZH9Weh9I/AAAAAAAAAj0/zsogKPkqivU/s72-c/DSC01386.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6176653040137119876.post-4367170891748009361</id><published>2010-01-21T09:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T09:40:11.231-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Are Trix REALLY just for kids?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fez and I went to get a Redbox one night and came home with one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And 5 boxes of cereal.&lt;br /&gt;They were having a sale and we couldn't resist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was real excited when I saw Trix was on sale.&lt;br /&gt;The swirly kind too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tz9pNX6P0jM/S1iCwbzhmAI/AAAAAAAAAjU/I1gUVnmyBoQ/s1600-h/trix-swirls.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 216px; height: 317px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tz9pNX6P0jM/S1iCwbzhmAI/AAAAAAAAAjU/I1gUVnmyBoQ/s320/trix-swirls.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429233119404333058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But when I went to enjoy a delicious bowl I realized something...&lt;br /&gt;They are not shaped like the fruit anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Lame.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't think it would matter much really but I&lt;br /&gt;found myself really missing the shapes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tz9pNX6P0jM/S1iC2mXxLRI/AAAAAAAAAjc/UUF-WXDugo8/s1600-h/324734-trix.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 226px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tz9pNX6P0jM/S1iC2mXxLRI/AAAAAAAAAjc/UUF-WXDugo8/s320/324734-trix.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429233225319918866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Which led me to think about the Trix commercials.&lt;br /&gt;I really feel bad for the Trix rabbit.&lt;br /&gt;He always looks so sad.&lt;br /&gt;I mean, come on, he deserves some too!&lt;br /&gt;If I were in those commercials I'd sneak him some behind my back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tz9pNX6P0jM/S1iC-l19nVI/AAAAAAAAAjk/Rd3ABffhMz8/s1600-h/trix.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 217px; height: 211px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tz9pNX6P0jM/S1iC-l19nVI/AAAAAAAAAjk/Rd3ABffhMz8/s320/trix.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429233362617081170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;But then he would have FINALLY gotten some.&lt;br /&gt;So would there be any more commercials?&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/6176653040137119876-4367170891748009361?l=itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/4367170891748009361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6176653040137119876&amp;postID=4367170891748009361&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/4367170891748009361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/4367170891748009361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/2010/01/are-trix-really-just-for-kids.html' title='Are Trix REALLY just for kids?'/><author><name>Jenny Alama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01464879768650667974</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tz9pNX6P0jM/Sif_psQGKXI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/JWplvuj0HQg/S220/trax+fun.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tz9pNX6P0jM/S1iCwbzhmAI/AAAAAAAAAjU/I1gUVnmyBoQ/s72-c/trix-swirls.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6176653040137119876.post-7793906716490551932</id><published>2010-01-06T14:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T14:59:52.534-07:00</updated><title type='text'>See You in Two</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today is a hard day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;Because this guy left for 2 years&lt;br /&gt;to serve the people of Eugene, Oregon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tz9pNX6P0jM/S0UHKu9ktrI/AAAAAAAAAjM/3pi15r5MJYM/s1600-h/IMG_4899.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/_tz9pNX6P0jM/S0UHKu9ktrI/AAAAAAAAAjM/3pi15r5MJYM/s320/IMG_4899.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423749207224006322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ty, you made us laugh.&lt;br /&gt;You always knew what movies to see.&lt;br /&gt;You made some great ones yourself.&lt;br /&gt;You always tried to see the good in others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You had many hard struggles through your life.&lt;br /&gt;Most I know I couldn't have handled.&lt;br /&gt;But you're a fighter.&lt;br /&gt;You looked for those that needed a friend.&lt;br /&gt;And you were that friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a little jealous you get those missionary experiences of&lt;br /&gt;living in a new place, eating what you have to,&lt;br /&gt;having companion after companion &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(some becoming great friends)&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;and constantly thinking about and sharing the gospel with everyone.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't get those the way you are going to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to hear your stories of hardships, joys, and growth.&lt;br /&gt;I am going to miss you dearly&lt;br /&gt;but know 2 years is a short amount of time.&lt;br /&gt;Two that will be most precious to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I love you bud!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6176653040137119876-7793906716490551932?l=itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/7793906716490551932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6176653040137119876&amp;postID=7793906716490551932&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/7793906716490551932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/7793906716490551932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/2010/01/today-is-hard-day.html' title='See You in Two'/><author><name>Jenny Alama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01464879768650667974</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tz9pNX6P0jM/Sif_psQGKXI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/JWplvuj0HQg/S220/trax+fun.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tz9pNX6P0jM/S0UHKu9ktrI/AAAAAAAAAjM/3pi15r5MJYM/s72-c/IMG_4899.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6176653040137119876.post-717056286813251436</id><published>2010-01-05T12:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T12:45:03.819-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2009 Year in Review</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So I wasn't going to do one of these&lt;br /&gt;because I know I'm leaving a TON out&lt;br /&gt;and don't have pictures to go along,&lt;br /&gt;but I decided to anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;2009 Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;ar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;eview&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*January*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was hired on full-time salary employee at Mentors International! First big grown up job. I have loved working for a non-profit, even with the economy affecting us this year. I see wonderful things happen in our clients lives and am humbled at my blessings daily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;*February*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got engaged!!! I started dating Fez the beginning of October and we were engaged February 25. I loved him so much, was so excited to be married to him and plan a wedding!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;*March*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was able to drive up to Idaho with some crazy clogging gals and we judged at the Idaho State Championships clogging/jazz competition. I get nervous to judge, but I really do enjoy it. I like being able to help others improve and if judging is a way to do it, bring it on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;*April*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wedding plans and showers galore! There was so much to be done in 3 months and it all went by like a blurr. It was a fun time full of plans, family and friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;*May*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got married!!! We were married May 26 and couldn't have had a more beautiful day! We were lucky and missed all the rain by a couple days. Thank you to all the wonderful family and friends who helped make our day even more special. I am so blessed to have an eternal companion with so much love, ambition, and respect for our relationship. I love him more than words can express and more and more each day... &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(ok, enough mushiness. on with the rest of the year...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;*June*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weddings, weddings, and more weddings. This summer/year was FULL of them! I loved it! My cousin Megan went through the temple and Fez and I were asked to be the witness couple. So neat! I was a bridesmaid for my old co-worker Nelda. Also, Fez and I went to Moab to go jeeping with his boss. Craziness! Can't wait to do it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;*July*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More weddings! Cousin Trevor was married and best friend since preschool Jenny was married! We had tons of family events... 4th of July in Jackson Hole, Bryson family reunion &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(with EVERYONE there!)&lt;/span&gt;, Johnson family reunion, and Fez ran his first 5k!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;*August*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are a lot of birthdays in July and August so my family took a trip to Las Vegas to meet up with Jason and Jen to celebrate them all. Happy birthday to Elise, Melody, Gavin, and Brian!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;*September*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fez's brother served in Houston Texas so we went to visit his mission as well as go to the BYU vs. Oklahoma game. Such a fun trip! Saw NASA, Saturn V rocket, Galveston, Woodville, Cowboy stadium, the Grassy Knolls, and ate at a lot of yummy restaurants. Can't wait to visit Fez's mission next!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;*October*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mentors International had its annual gala Oct. 9 and what a wonderful night it was! The 5 Browns performed and Padma Venkataraman received a humanitarian award. I worked for months to prepare for this event and with the help of a fantastic co-worker and willing friends the night was a great success!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;*November*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had auditioned to go on tour next summer with ClogAmerica and I made it! We are traveling to Greece and Turkey and with Fez coming along I coudn't be more excited! I get to do what I love - dance and travel - with my hubby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;*December*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This could be a long paragraph so I'll just say it was one of the best Decembers ever! Parties, Savior of the World, dance performance, birthdays &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(including Fez's)&lt;/span&gt;, surprise weekend for Fez mom's 60th, Santa came!, Tyler's 'farewell', ice castles, and tons of family and friends time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It is crazy to think &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;is over and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;2010&lt;/span&gt; is here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(By they way, its either&lt;br /&gt;two-thousand ten or twenty ten)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But I have&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt; no &lt;/span&gt;doubt it holds many vacations, surprises,&lt;br /&gt;good times, laughs, probably a few tears,&lt;br /&gt;and memories that will be &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;cherished&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6176653040137119876-717056286813251436?l=itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/717056286813251436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6176653040137119876&amp;postID=717056286813251436&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/717056286813251436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176653040137119876/posts/default/717056286813251436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsthefirstdayofmylife.blogspot.com/2010/01/2009year-in-review.html' title='2009 Year in Review'/><author><name>Jenny Alama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01464879768650667974</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tz9pNX6P0jM/Sif_psQGKXI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/JWplvuj0HQg/S220/trax+fun.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
