<?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-7550283711724651954</id><updated>2012-02-16T03:11:02.164-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everyone needs love</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candywoods.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550283711724651954/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candywoods.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Candy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08626740608676991765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tbaWKwod094/S4Xvu_zhSfI/AAAAAAAAAH4/n__EVuJgt7Q/S220/woods+Family+2009+033.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>27</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7550283711724651954.post-4896416456222510082</id><published>2011-12-14T00:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T00:21:22.755-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1:19 am and I have much on my mind. The one thing I want I can't have. I don't know what to do. I am confused. I am frustrated that I can't feel the way I want to. You can't force feelings though. They have to come by themselves. I will not settle, and I will wait tell you come no matter how long it is. I know your out there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7550283711724651954-4896416456222510082?l=candywoods.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candywoods.blogspot.com/feeds/4896416456222510082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://candywoods.blogspot.com/2011/12/119-am-and-i-have-much-on-my-mind.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550283711724651954/posts/default/4896416456222510082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550283711724651954/posts/default/4896416456222510082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candywoods.blogspot.com/2011/12/119-am-and-i-have-much-on-my-mind.html' title=''/><author><name>Candy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08626740608676991765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tbaWKwod094/S4Xvu_zhSfI/AAAAAAAAAH4/n__EVuJgt7Q/S220/woods+Family+2009+033.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7550283711724651954.post-3808903129651143291</id><published>2011-10-25T19:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-25T20:17:39.800-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Where am I?</title><content type='html'>Something that has been on my mind?&lt;div&gt;How does one find true love? Is there really such thing? I often see many couples all over the place and I wonder....How did you decide to just date each other? How did you find one another? How do two people in this big world find each other, and then decide....well I love you enough....so I am gonna spend the rest of my life with you? Beats me! I date and date and date and date, but not one of them seems to be what I am looking for. They always end up being great friends, but just not someone I can feel something with. I am fine with not being married and doing the baby thing. I have a great life. I get to have a career....I get to travel the world which I love......I get to use my money for whatever I want.....but.......It's hard not to wonder why your not married when you look at so many of your other friends who are, and most of them have 1, 2, or maybe 3 babies. I am sure I am not the only single girl who wonders this, but I feel like I just keep getting older and older. There is so much more to life then being married, but I am surrounded by married people. I wonder if people ever look at me and envy my life because they are married and I am single....??ha ha....I know all things happen in their time. I just don't want to wake up one day and realize all my friends are married. I don't think I am picky....I just have never had the feeling! You know the one people say....."I just knew they were the one." Well there is my rant about that.......One day it will be my turn....but for now I am going to just keep enjoying my beautiful life, and keep myself on the road to becoming a better person....I have much more traveling to do....and more lives to save....so until I meet you or realize your the one I am gonna enjoy my life and continue to be happy that I am still experiencing life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7550283711724651954-3808903129651143291?l=candywoods.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candywoods.blogspot.com/feeds/3808903129651143291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://candywoods.blogspot.com/2011/10/where-am-i.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550283711724651954/posts/default/3808903129651143291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550283711724651954/posts/default/3808903129651143291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candywoods.blogspot.com/2011/10/where-am-i.html' title='Where am I?'/><author><name>Candy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08626740608676991765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tbaWKwod094/S4Xvu_zhSfI/AAAAAAAAAH4/n__EVuJgt7Q/S220/woods+Family+2009+033.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7550283711724651954.post-2003210583785413774</id><published>2011-08-24T21:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-09T21:07:42.696-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Haiti....We are the World</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;AYITI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3Upbl383-tA/TlXZcPfPBCI/AAAAAAAAAWA/yOsXQvq5RAg/s1600/DSC00914.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3Upbl383-tA/TlXZcPfPBCI/AAAAAAAAAWA/yOsXQvq5RAg/s320/DSC00914.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644656787195888674" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;So where do I even start....&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I decided to go to Haiti around the end of March beginning of April...Little did I know how deep of an impact it would make upon me....I feel forever changed, and I feel this connection with the people of Haiti like I have never felt before. What is the word...I feel nostalgia...I have been gone for some time now and I still think about it every single day. I think of the people...the culture...the way of life....my friends still behind in haiti...and my friends I made while in Haiti but live in the US. I feel like I talk about my experience in Haiti constantly....and maybe my friends and family are tired of hearing it...but I can't help it. Haiti has been ingrained deep within my soul. The love I feel for Haiti is something I have never experienced before. Who thought two weeks could change my life. Well it did! I have always wanted to do something like work with Sustain Haiti. I never even thought Haiti would be a place I would go. God is in all things...he is in my life and yours...and I know he knows all things...I feel he knows me so well. He knew that I would need this experience in my life, and how deeply it would affect me. Thank you My Heavenly Father for guiding me in the right direction. I am glad to have you on my side....&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Now let me tell you about where my trip started:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;My family took me to the SLC airport on Sunday July 24th. I went from SLC to the LAX airport, on to Miami, and then finally onto HAITI! I met up with a great girl Melissa in Miami, so we landed in Haiti together. It was very comforting to have her there. When we got to Haiti it was hot and humid and I thought I might sweat every drop of water from my body. Well me and Melissa went to find our bags after going through customs. It was pure chaos. The bags were in no order. Found my big bag and unfortunately the handle was broken; so in other words it was very hard to pull along. When you get ready to leave the airport there are all these men who offer to take your bags. They are very persistent. One in particular didn't think I could manage my bag so I finally just picked my huge bag up since it wouldn't role very well....and said NO, absoliman pa. It worked because he finally left me alone. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Well we found the people who were there to pick us up pretty quickly. It was Rony and some girls who were leaving that day after having been in Haiti for a month. After we dropped them off for their flight back to the US it was me, Rony, and Melissa. As we drove through the streets I couldn't believe the traffic. I had never before seen so many cars driving so closely together. Apparently when they honk their horns it's like another language. People cut each other off..there is no speed limit...and the roads are not very good. Everywhere I looked there was people walking all over the streets trying to sell things. There was also so much rubble and broken down buildings and houses. There is still so much to be done even though the earthquake was about 1 year and 1/2 ago. I was in culture shock. If you have never before left the US and been to a 3rd world country then you would think our traffic here is nothing. We are so blessed. I saw whats called mototaxi's all over the streets which I would soon come to find out would be my main source of transportation. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RI8-ZN9DIB0/TlXdeQGIlMI/AAAAAAAAAWI/ZBes-kyw7dE/s320/DSC01144.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644661219765294274" 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;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;A question you might ask is: How many people can you fit on a mototaxi...three, or maybe four?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Well if you answered 3 or 4 you got it right! Hey maybe even five could fit. It was actually really fun for me...Only had one bad experience on one...but we will leave that story untold. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Another form of transportation is the tap taps...Its like a truck but everyone sits on benches in the back...How many people can you fit in a tap tap...ha ha...Well I am not sure...50 maybe...Never before have you been so close to someone:)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Dj2EGvp-_VA/TlXe6SzYaNI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/6LeA0B3dI18/s320/DSC01223.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644662801039911122" 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;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well we got to the house that everyone from Sustain Haiti stayed in. It is located in Leogane. We were gonna go out and do some work but instead we ended up getting this huge downpour of rain. The Haitians are terrified of rain I found out. So they won't come to any of our classes when they expect rain because we usually teach them outside. The rain is crazy in Leogane, and especially during this time of year. There was one day where we were coming home from teaching a class about broken bones, and a business class.....and well basically we had to get home in the biggest rain storm that I have ever seen. We took moto-taxis so we all got soaked. At one point I thought death would be a possibility since I could barely see and I don't know how our moto-taxi guy could see either. The feeling of the rain felt amazing, and so refreshing. All I could do was laugh, because it was like we were driving through a waterfall for like 15 minutes. I remember looking at my friends on the other moto taxis and we all just started laughing. I almost went into hysterics. The memory is so vivid in my mind. I loved it. But don't worry we made it back safely...I am sure you realized that or I may not be writing this blog. I won't tell you every little detail of my trip to Haiti....But now I am gonna tell you about some of my favorite moments and memories. I would have to write a novel to tell you every little detail of my trip. Oh and if you are ever in Haiti you might as well get used to everyone calling you "Blan," or "Hey you." They like to say that to white people!&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;So we went to 3 different orphanages while I was there. We went to Orphanages called Mormon orphanage, new voice, and field tent. It was so great to hold all the children and to teach them English. I feel that teaching them English will greatly impact their future lives. The children were so sweet and just in need of love. I felt this strong connection with so many of them. We would play games and laugh together. I loved to see their smiles that were so beautiful. When I held the children I felt as if I was closer to God. I know God loves all his children regardless of what circumstances they are in. I hope to one day adopt a few children so that they can have a home. Here are some of the pictures of these beautiful children and babies......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SYLa0N8k6o8/Tlx81VsG5eI/AAAAAAAAAo8/038JCktHu4A/s320/DSC00930.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646525288612816354" 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;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;My heart was stolen&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TKH-X09fni0/Tlx81scmuZI/AAAAAAAAApE/vytJCJl-auY/s320/DSC01033.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646525294721808786" 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;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Field tent orphanage!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_BeQxfMo7ak/TmrGwMSqu7I/AAAAAAAAAps/sYerVSSe7QU/s320/DSC01071.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650547213725252530" 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;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UgBw4Pfpk8s/TmrGvtK5z1I/AAAAAAAAApk/PyzQtwc71ZY/s320/DSC01062.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650547205371187026" 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;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;New Voice Orphanage&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I loved working with the orphanages. I wish there was a place for all of these children.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;We also taught English classes every morning which was a lot of fun. I had a beginners and intermediate class. The first one started at 5:30am and usually went tell about 6:30am. The 2nd class went from 6:30 to about 7:30am. It was great. I had some really great students. Some days were hard because I could only speak English to them, but I feel that the best way to learn is by full immersion in the language. Some of my students really liked Akon so one day I rapped for them the Akon song "sweetest girl." It was one of my favorite days in class. They couldn't understand a word I said because I had to sing it fast to make it sound legit, but they still liked it. I wrote the part of the song on the board that I rapped and we spent the rest of class fixing the song to make the English right. SO it turned out to be a really useful way to teach English. Akon has good raps, but unfortunately it's not proper English. His songs wouldn't be any good though if he used all proper English is what I think.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HofTyjP0nvo/TmrBOuQr3qI/AAAAAAAAApc/vlDZgtmxNjo/s320/DSC00965.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650541141170052770" 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;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;This is just some of my intermediate class&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RG-mga8TbTY/TmrIcoz6PbI/AAAAAAAAAp0/tshB7WPAUw0/s320/DSC00945.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650549076806745522" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;This picture reminds me of one of my other adventures in Haiti. So a small group of us took a tap tap up to the mountains of Haiti to teach a Cholera health class. Well when we got there we couldn't find anyone we were supposed to teach so we decided to take a little hike to go and find them. Well we ended up getting lost and not finding the people, but we had a fun hike. Only fell a couple of times. I guess there is supposed to be a short way but we took the long way so that we wouldn't end up in the completely wrong place. We ended up finding the short way on our way back which worked out. ha ha ha...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rVbNJ_a_yJo/TmrKMu-Qw6I/AAAAAAAAAp8/vPhSJZfzaN0/s320/DSC00997.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650551002606125986" 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;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;So this is up at a place called Fort Jacques. On my first Saturday we decided to go up there. It's in the mountains of Haiti. When we went it was raining all day. I guess their is normally a pretty incredible view of Port-au-prince, but since there was so much fog we didn't have the best view. It was still really cool to see this fort, and to see that it was still standing even after the earthquake. This is some of my group that I spent a lot of time with. All very hard working people that I came to have so much love and respect for. Everyone really put their hearts into Sustain Haiti. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_-g4dbjQtBI/TmrMlCz92MI/AAAAAAAAAqE/L9UTrTwdDEE/s320/DSC01203.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650553619271768258" 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;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Some of our group at church! &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;We went to church the 2 Sundays I was there. Everything was in French so basically I didn't understand a thing unless it was Good morning. My favorite was hearing the Sacrament prayers.  I could still feel the spirit so strongly even though I couldn't understand exactly what was being said. I know the prayers well in English so I it helped me to realize some of what they were saying. I love that you can go anywhere in the world and still find members of the LDS church. The church is true, and I love seeing members in every nation.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--ShImENtHtA/TmrPT8OmYKI/AAAAAAAAAqM/6THwT_o0POs/s320/DSC01221.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650556623981535394" 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;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I left Leogane on Monday the 8th of August. It has now been a month since I have been home. I still miss it. I remember the night before I left one of my English students came over and wanted to say goodbye. I will never forget the things that he said to me. He looked at me with grateful eyes and said "I do not know how to thank you, my words have just floated away from me." He expressed to me about how happy he was to have met me, and that he was so happy for all the things that Sustain Haiti had done. The whole trip to Haiti was worth it even if I only made a difference in one person's life. What many of them don't realize though is the difference they made in my life. My eyes have been opened, and my heart feels bigger than it has ever felt before. I say this to all my friends here and in Haiti. Never give up! Always fight for what you believe in! Things will work out for you. Maybe not in the way you want, but they will work out. There is a God and he wants us all the succeed. Have patience and faith and watch for those small blessings he leaves in your life everyday. Sustain Haiti went to Haiti the first time because of the earthquake that changed Haiti forever. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt; text-align:center;line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I cannot imagine what it would have been like to have something like this change the very way of life. Even though hard things happen I know there is always a way to look for the good. There is beauty in all things. When we come together as a people regardless of our language or nationality, if we work together we can all build one another up. We all need each other:) I know many of the projects we all worked on together as Sustain Haiti will help the people in Haiti for a long time to come. Haiti I will see you soon enough. Orevwa. Na we pita!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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/7550283711724651954-2003210583785413774?l=candywoods.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candywoods.blogspot.com/feeds/2003210583785413774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://candywoods.blogspot.com/2011/08/haitiwe-are-world.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550283711724651954/posts/default/2003210583785413774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550283711724651954/posts/default/2003210583785413774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candywoods.blogspot.com/2011/08/haitiwe-are-world.html' title='Haiti....We are the World'/><author><name>Candy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08626740608676991765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tbaWKwod094/S4Xvu_zhSfI/AAAAAAAAAH4/n__EVuJgt7Q/S220/woods+Family+2009+033.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3Upbl383-tA/TlXZcPfPBCI/AAAAAAAAAWA/yOsXQvq5RAg/s72-c/DSC00914.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7550283711724651954.post-6361923987071354649</id><published>2011-07-09T22:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-09T23:25:25.937-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Haiti Haiti</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: 'lucida grande'; "&gt;So I am going to Haiti 2 weeks from tomorrow and I can't wait. I am going with a group called Sustain Haiti. My friend introduced me to it last year. I really wanted to go last year but just didn't see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt; it possible. So when he brought it up this year again I decided I am going and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;there is nothing that is going to stop me. I thought well the money won't be that hard to come up with because I have a good job but I knew I would have to do some saving!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NV5MPjvGGIc/ThlFQOuHf0I/AAAAAAAAAVY/9tbRU6QLgkk/s320/220px-We_Are_the_World_25_for_Haiti.png" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Funny story is that I hadn't done my taxes yet when I decided to go back in April. I thought I would for sure owe the government money because I make way to much &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;for being single now that I am an RN. I was so scared of owing money that I held off as long as possible in doing my taxes. Inspiration maybe?? Well turns our the government &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;ended up owing me $2,156. Yeah those little suckas!!! It was $56 more than the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt; money I needed to go to Haiti! Well it was like an &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;answer to my prayers. I felt that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;I needed to go and help these people and teach them what I know. But for some reason &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;I think I will be the one learning more then anything about what really is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;important in life. Thank you god for putting this opportunity in my path and helping me to take it. I will put my whole self into this. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt; There are so many people that need a helping and loving hand out there. I have never done anything like this in my life, and I am so excited to go. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;I know I may find a few spiders in my bed, or maybe get eaten by misquitos but &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;I don't care. I know that there will be lots of challenges, but I know a lot of good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt; is going to come from us being there. I can't wait to forget about myself and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt; think only of others constantly. These people live in such humble &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;circumstances. I can't wait to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;learn more about the people who are in Haiti. We are all God's children, and we need to help one another realize our potentials. I hope that I can make a difference in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;some small way. We are very blessed in our country. Let us all help in anyway that we can. One person does make a difference. The worth of souls is great in the site of God. :)&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/7550283711724651954-6361923987071354649?l=candywoods.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candywoods.blogspot.com/feeds/6361923987071354649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://candywoods.blogspot.com/2011/07/haiti-haiti.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550283711724651954/posts/default/6361923987071354649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550283711724651954/posts/default/6361923987071354649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candywoods.blogspot.com/2011/07/haiti-haiti.html' title='Haiti Haiti'/><author><name>Candy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08626740608676991765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tbaWKwod094/S4Xvu_zhSfI/AAAAAAAAAH4/n__EVuJgt7Q/S220/woods+Family+2009+033.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NV5MPjvGGIc/ThlFQOuHf0I/AAAAAAAAAVY/9tbRU6QLgkk/s72-c/220px-We_Are_the_World_25_for_Haiti.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7550283711724651954.post-488879127617309970</id><published>2011-03-09T15:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-09T16:04:20.464-08:00</updated><title type='text'>music=life</title><content type='html'>So I have just been listening to some songs lately, and some of them remind me of how I feel.......so why not blog about it right....ha ha....Well I won't put the whole song in here, but some of the lyrics to how I feel....Don't you sometimes just feel like your life is a song...?!?!!!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif; font-size: 17px; line-height: 27px; "&gt;Hey boy I really wanna see if you can go downtown with a girl like me&lt;br /&gt;Hey boy, I really wanna be with you&lt;br /&gt;Cause you just my type&lt;br /&gt;Ooh na na na na&lt;br /&gt;I need a boy to really take it over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif; font-size: 17px; line-height: 27px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif; font-size: 17px; line-height: 27px; "&gt;You’re so amazing, you took the time to figure me out&lt;br /&gt;Thats why you take me, way past the point of turning me on&lt;br /&gt;You bout to break me, I swear you got me losing my mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 17px; line-height: 27px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 17px; line-height: 27px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;So sometimes I wish I could find a guy who really appreciates a woman who is independent, because I feel like I am that girl who is independent, and it can be hard to find a guy who likes that. Here is a song about an independent woman being appreciated!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 17px; line-height: 27px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 17px; line-height: 27px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); line-height: normal; "&gt;ooh it's somethin' about&lt;br /&gt;Just somethin about the way she move&lt;br /&gt;I cant figure it out&lt;br /&gt;there's somethin about her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;said ooh its somethin about&lt;br /&gt;kinda woman that want you but dont need you&lt;br /&gt;hey i cant figure it out&lt;br /&gt;there's something about her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause she walk like a boss&lt;br /&gt;talk like a boss&lt;br /&gt;manicured nails to set the pedicure off&lt;br /&gt;shes fly effortlessly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and she move like a boss&lt;br /&gt;do what a boss do&lt;br /&gt;she got me thinkin about getting involved&lt;br /&gt;thats the kinda girl i need oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she got her own thing&lt;br /&gt;thats why i love her&lt;br /&gt;miss independent&lt;br /&gt;wont you come and spend a little time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she got her own thing&lt;br /&gt;thats why i love her&lt;br /&gt;miss independent&lt;br /&gt;ooh the way we shine&lt;br /&gt;miss independent yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 17px; line-height: 27px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 17px; line-height: 27px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); line-height: normal; "&gt;ooh there's somethin about&lt;br /&gt;kinda woman that can do for herself&lt;br /&gt;i look at her and it makes me proud&lt;br /&gt;theres somethin about her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;theres somethin oh so sexy about&lt;br /&gt;kinda woman that dont even need my help&lt;br /&gt;she said she got it she got it no doubt&lt;br /&gt;there's something about her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause she work like a boss play like a boss&lt;br /&gt;car and a crib she bout to pay em both off&lt;br /&gt;and her bills are paid on time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she made for a boss, only a boss&lt;br /&gt;anything less she tellin them to get lost&lt;br /&gt;thats the girl thats on my mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she got her own thing&lt;br /&gt;thats why i love her&lt;br /&gt;miss independent&lt;br /&gt;wont you come and spend a little time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she got her own thing&lt;br /&gt;thats why i love her&lt;br /&gt;miss independent&lt;br /&gt;ooh the way we shine&lt;br /&gt;miss independent yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mmm her favorite thing to say&lt;br /&gt;dont worry i got it&lt;br /&gt;mmm and everything she got&lt;br /&gt;best believe she bought it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mmm she gon' steal my heart&lt;br /&gt;aint no doubt about it&lt;br /&gt;girl you're everything i need&lt;br /&gt;said you're everything i need&lt;/span&gt;&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/7550283711724651954-488879127617309970?l=candywoods.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candywoods.blogspot.com/feeds/488879127617309970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://candywoods.blogspot.com/2011/03/musiclife.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550283711724651954/posts/default/488879127617309970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550283711724651954/posts/default/488879127617309970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candywoods.blogspot.com/2011/03/musiclife.html' title='music=life'/><author><name>Candy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08626740608676991765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tbaWKwod094/S4Xvu_zhSfI/AAAAAAAAAH4/n__EVuJgt7Q/S220/woods+Family+2009+033.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7550283711724651954.post-805126210874923521</id><published>2011-02-18T14:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-18T17:22:59.658-08:00</updated><title type='text'>How do you feel today?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CYisPBBogq8/TV8ZwbvkEGI/AAAAAAAAAVM/FNAXcV8j0Ic/s1600/Candy%2527s%2BPhone%2BPic%2527s%2B222.jpg"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;So I was thinking about life today and how it is always changing. Sometimes it's the mood I am in or my circumstances just change...But I feel like we choose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;how we want to react to anything in life...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-61Zmz7x_BT0/TV8UV_7QeBI/AAAAAAAAAVE/EoDegl5YRQ0/s1600/Candy%2527s%2BPhone%2BPic%2527s%2B240.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/-61Zmz7x_BT0/TV8UV_7QeBI/AAAAAAAAAVE/EoDegl5YRQ0/s320/Candy%2527s%2BPhone%2BPic%2527s%2B240.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575197231877748754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Do you feel scared today of not knowing what the future holds? I know that I am scared everyday of the unknowing. Well I guess you can't live your life &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;in fear, so I choose to cope with it by taking crazy pictures!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-06nFynf5rRM/TV8UVmcBFgI/AAAAAAAAAU8/vXMXOKQmbo4/s1600/Candy%2527s%2BPhone%2BPic%2527s%2B237.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/-06nFynf5rRM/TV8UVmcBFgI/AAAAAAAAAU8/vXMXOKQmbo4/s320/Candy%2527s%2BPhone%2BPic%2527s%2B237.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575197225035830786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Do you feel surprised some days? Yeah I feel surprised alot! I don't realize what I am capable of so I tend to surprise myself. We are all more capable of accomplishing &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;our dreams then we may think...surprise yourself today!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m4gslDf2e-k/TV8UVYrl1rI/AAAAAAAAAU0/Tv-PtU5issI/s1600/Candy%2527s%2BPhone%2BPic%2527s%2B232.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/-m4gslDf2e-k/TV8UVYrl1rI/AAAAAAAAAU0/Tv-PtU5issI/s320/Candy%2527s%2BPhone%2BPic%2527s%2B232.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575197221343057586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Perplexed anyone!?!!?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Da8TCDke87s/TV8UVPsfLCI/AAAAAAAAAUs/wnYCeMr43NU/s1600/Candy%2527s%2BPhone%2BPic%2527s%2B221.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/-Da8TCDke87s/TV8UVPsfLCI/AAAAAAAAAUs/wnYCeMr43NU/s320/Candy%2527s%2BPhone%2BPic%2527s%2B221.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575197218930895906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happiness is what I think of here...Life is full of happiness...It's all about how you view it. Your dog could die, your house burns down, you break your leg, and whatever other bad things that could ruin your day...........but you can still just be happy....because I promise that someone may be having a worse day then you:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K91BvK8Yv6I/TV8UU56mb8I/AAAAAAAAAUk/xEcWKl4Jk54/s1600/Candy%2527s%2BPhone%2BPic%2527s%2B215.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 192px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K91BvK8Yv6I/TV8UU56mb8I/AAAAAAAAAUk/xEcWKl4Jk54/s320/Candy%2527s%2BPhone%2BPic%2527s%2B215.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575197213084512194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Some days are you feeling sneaky or mischievous? Well I feel like that all the time....There is not a day that goes by where I don't try to do something of the sort. ha ha ha!&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/-CYisPBBogq8/TV8ZwbvkEGI/AAAAAAAAAVM/FNAXcV8j0Ic/s320/Candy%2527s%2BPhone%2BPic%2527s%2B222.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today I feel content....Life is good....life is great...I can't complain...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7550283711724651954-805126210874923521?l=candywoods.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candywoods.blogspot.com/feeds/805126210874923521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://candywoods.blogspot.com/2011/02/how-do-you-feel-today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550283711724651954/posts/default/805126210874923521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550283711724651954/posts/default/805126210874923521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candywoods.blogspot.com/2011/02/how-do-you-feel-today.html' title='How do you feel today?'/><author><name>Candy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08626740608676991765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tbaWKwod094/S4Xvu_zhSfI/AAAAAAAAAH4/n__EVuJgt7Q/S220/woods+Family+2009+033.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-61Zmz7x_BT0/TV8UV_7QeBI/AAAAAAAAAVE/EoDegl5YRQ0/s72-c/Candy%2527s%2BPhone%2BPic%2527s%2B240.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7550283711724651954.post-5939847549077943524</id><published>2011-02-02T17:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-02T18:19:01.184-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's cold outside and I wouldn't mind if summer came early!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;So it's freezing outside, and I would have to say that I am tired of it now! There is a reason that summer is my favorite time of year. It's hot, the sun is shining, I get to run around in a bathing suit, tan skin, summer flings, laying in the warm grass to reading a book, wakeboarding, swimming, and one of my favorite things is that I get to run outside! What else is good about summer? Well I can tell you a few more things...You get to drive around with your windows down and the warm air blows through your hair. The sun stays up tell 7 or later! Oh how I love watching the summer sun set. I miss water balloon fights, and eating popsicle's and icecream. Sand volleyball! Can't forget that one. I love the feeling of the warm concrete against my bare feet. Watching movies outside....running around in warm summer rain is quite amazing. Yes I like to run:) I love sunday afternoons, and going to see me family....Ok well basically I miss summer, but for now I will reside to sitting in my house where the heater is on so that I don't have to freeze my butt off! More snowboarding may take my mind off the cold. Tata for now!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7550283711724651954-5939847549077943524?l=candywoods.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candywoods.blogspot.com/feeds/5939847549077943524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://candywoods.blogspot.com/2011/02/its-cold-outside-and-i-wouldnt-mind-if.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550283711724651954/posts/default/5939847549077943524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550283711724651954/posts/default/5939847549077943524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candywoods.blogspot.com/2011/02/its-cold-outside-and-i-wouldnt-mind-if.html' title='It&apos;s cold outside and I wouldn&apos;t mind if summer came early!!!'/><author><name>Candy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08626740608676991765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tbaWKwod094/S4Xvu_zhSfI/AAAAAAAAAH4/n__EVuJgt7Q/S220/woods+Family+2009+033.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7550283711724651954.post-8996103890792099455</id><published>2011-01-06T10:59:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-13T20:48:50.317-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moments of 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;So 2010 was amazing...There were great times with friends family...there were times of trial...and I accomplished some major life time goals...but these are some of the moments I most enjoyed this year...I don't regret anything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tbaWKwod094/TS_E21nPqzI/AAAAAAAAATA/Vg7VbigsOaQ/s1600/Sand%2BHollow.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/_tbaWKwod094/TS_E21nPqzI/AAAAAAAAATA/Vg7VbigsOaQ/s320/Sand%2BHollow.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561880511209515826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Getting chased by Brittany at Sand Hollow&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/_tbaWKwod094/TSkifSSOoPI/AAAAAAAAASI/gvmiENhcDXI/s1600/28170_426903550785_700260785_6028483_6665330_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tbaWKwod094/TSkifSSOoPI/AAAAAAAAASI/gvmiENhcDXI/s320/28170_426903550785_700260785_6028483_6665330_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560013135845171442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Graduating with my second family from Nursing School!&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/_tbaWKwod094/TSkifJxKHwI/AAAAAAAAASA/BIZ8rdsc9Wc/s1600/My%2BSUU%2BGraduation%2Bweekend%2B402.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/_tbaWKwod094/TSkifJxKHwI/AAAAAAAAASA/BIZ8rdsc9Wc/s320/My%2BSUU%2BGraduation%2Bweekend%2B402.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560013133558980354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Most my Family coming for my graduation from Nursing School...made my whole year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tbaWKwod094/TS_Lw9_RuQI/AAAAAAAAATg/zhYWMl5io3Q/s1600/My%2BSUU%2BGraduation%2Bweekend%2B393.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/_tbaWKwod094/TS_Lw9_RuQI/AAAAAAAAATg/zhYWMl5io3Q/s320/My%2BSUU%2BGraduation%2Bweekend%2B393.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561888106959976706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tbaWKwod094/TSkh0qteKII/AAAAAAAAARw/wuZTtppIdMo/s1600/My%2BSUU%2BGraduation%2Bweekend%2B406.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/_tbaWKwod094/TSkh0qteKII/AAAAAAAAARw/wuZTtppIdMo/s320/My%2BSUU%2BGraduation%2Bweekend%2B406.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560012403667511426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The 3 Amigos&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/_tbaWKwod094/TSkh0SMpTpI/AAAAAAAAARo/2H-_vEyLBmM/s1600/My%2BSUU%2BGraduation%2Bweekend%2B407.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/_tbaWKwod094/TSkh0SMpTpI/AAAAAAAAARo/2H-_vEyLBmM/s320/My%2BSUU%2BGraduation%2Bweekend%2B407.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560012397087379090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;2 Of my best buds!&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/_tbaWKwod094/TSkh0EQBoqI/AAAAAAAAARg/b4ba6nJoQpk/s1600/My%2BSUU%2BGraduation%2Bweekend%2B366.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/_tbaWKwod094/TSkh0EQBoqI/AAAAAAAAARg/b4ba6nJoQpk/s320/My%2BSUU%2BGraduation%2Bweekend%2B366.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560012393343460002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I am a college graduate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tbaWKwod094/TS_HRq0r1DI/AAAAAAAAATQ/6vGTJzGzi70/s1600/Stuck%2Bon%2BI-15.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/_tbaWKwod094/TS_HRq0r1DI/AAAAAAAAATQ/6vGTJzGzi70/s320/Stuck%2Bon%2BI-15.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561883171192820786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Being stuck on I-15 on the way to Vegas with some good friends for about 5 hours. I will never forget it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tbaWKwod094/TSkknWLORUI/AAAAAAAAASQ/158-xFDsykI/s320/Lake%2BPowell.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st Time to Lake Powell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tbaWKwod094/TS_IRM9uZPI/AAAAAAAAATY/64PaWlmRAJk/s1600/1st%2Btime%2Bup%2Bon%2Bwakeboard.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/_tbaWKwod094/TS_IRM9uZPI/AAAAAAAAATY/64PaWlmRAJk/s320/1st%2Btime%2Bup%2Bon%2Bwakeboard.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561884262689301746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;1st time up on a wakeboard!! YEAH BABY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tbaWKwod094/TS_FXffQLEI/AAAAAAAAATI/n6V872psMC4/s1600/Kiras%2BWedding.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/_tbaWKwod094/TS_FXffQLEI/AAAAAAAAATI/n6V872psMC4/s320/Kiras%2BWedding.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561881072206097474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My best friend Kira go married August 26th&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tbaWKwod094/TS_EA03Y4rI/AAAAAAAAASY/3HWgpqzhevE/s1600/Playing%2BGuitar.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/_tbaWKwod094/TS_EA03Y4rI/AAAAAAAAASY/3HWgpqzhevE/s320/Playing%2BGuitar.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561879583295857330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Learning to play the guitar...Trying to be like Taylor Swift&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/_tbaWKwod094/TSkg3VbmsyI/AAAAAAAAARQ/tP-OrYEi3g0/s1600/Candys%2BPhone%2B033.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/_tbaWKwod094/TSkg3VbmsyI/AAAAAAAAARQ/tP-OrYEi3g0/s320/Candys%2BPhone%2B033.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560011349983408930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;These girls make me smile!&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/_tbaWKwod094/TSkg3K7mA-I/AAAAAAAAARI/l01jhfLVjVw/s1600/Candys%2BPhone%2B041.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/_tbaWKwod094/TSkg3K7mA-I/AAAAAAAAARI/l01jhfLVjVw/s320/Candys%2BPhone%2B041.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560011347164791778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Latin dancing how I love thee....&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/_tbaWKwod094/TSkg2_G3QtI/AAAAAAAAARA/thzzJJQ3Ro4/s1600/Candys%2BPhone%2B063.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/_tbaWKwod094/TSkg2_G3QtI/AAAAAAAAARA/thzzJJQ3Ro4/s320/Candys%2BPhone%2B063.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560011343990833874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Carson created Martin...the overpriced bear...ha ha...and cristal created bullseye...&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/_tbaWKwod094/TSkg2iCLiPI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/LHBHsDDvb44/s1600/Candys%2BPhone%2B093.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/_tbaWKwod094/TSkg2iCLiPI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/LHBHsDDvb44/s320/Candys%2BPhone%2B093.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560011336186562802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Carving pumpkins with my FHE group always makes for a great time!&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/_tbaWKwod094/TSkg2jm4f8I/AAAAAAAAAQw/kLbliGs4ltE/s1600/Candys%2BPhone%2B094.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/_tbaWKwod094/TSkg2jm4f8I/AAAAAAAAAQw/kLbliGs4ltE/s320/Candys%2BPhone%2B094.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560011336608939970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Rockstar for Halloween! Yeah I thought it was pretty awesome!&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/_tbaWKwod094/TSkgS3QzGzI/AAAAAAAAAQo/TgWgSybVF6k/s1600/Candys%2BPhone%2B098.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/_tbaWKwod094/TSkgS3QzGzI/AAAAAAAAAQo/TgWgSybVF6k/s320/Candys%2BPhone%2B098.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560010723409730354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Said goodbye to the white beast which was harder then it may look...had tons of adventures in this car...Got stuck in the snow in Cedar which gave me a missing side view mirror...cut down a christmas tree...went on a nightly drive and killed bambi...(ooops)...Had door handles broken off...the list keeps going....I do miss this car...&lt;br /&gt;Then I said hello to my new Honda pilot and the goodbye&lt;br /&gt;to the white beast wasn't so bad...ha ha ha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tbaWKwod094/TSkgSdeiCcI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/ZjhDmtMY_Z0/s1600/Candys%2BPhone%2B118.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/_tbaWKwod094/TSkgSdeiCcI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/ZjhDmtMY_Z0/s320/Candys%2BPhone%2B118.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560010716488010178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yet to be named...any ideas....&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/_tbaWKwod094/TSkgSoJODuI/AAAAAAAAAQg/pRJ-P4D9-4E/s1600/Candys%2BPhone%2B100.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/_tbaWKwod094/TSkgSoJODuI/AAAAAAAAAQg/pRJ-P4D9-4E/s320/Candys%2BPhone%2B100.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560010719351410402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dad makes his sweet face....how cute...&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/_tbaWKwod094/TSkgSf4PFyI/AAAAAAAAAQY/cqXz_Pc30Rk/s1600/Candys%2BPhone%2B102.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/_tbaWKwod094/TSkgSf4PFyI/AAAAAAAAAQY/cqXz_Pc30Rk/s320/Candys%2BPhone%2B102.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560010717132691234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Being crazy with Clay cly....&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/_tbaWKwod094/TSkgSDZ-q8I/AAAAAAAAAQI/a_gKC0yXf-0/s1600/Candys%2BPhone%2B122.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/_tbaWKwod094/TSkgSDZ-q8I/AAAAAAAAAQI/a_gKC0yXf-0/s320/Candys%2BPhone%2B122.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560010709489593282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tbaWKwod094/TS_EBOItLkI/AAAAAAAAASo/sCeX2_ogcZk/s1600/Reuniting%2Bwith%2BCedar%2BCity%2Bfriends.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Danielle the bestest...couldn't go to a basketball game without her&lt;/span&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/_tbaWKwod094/TS_EBOItLkI/AAAAAAAAASo/sCeX2_ogcZk/s320/Reuniting%2Bwith%2BCedar%2BCity%2Bfriends.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561879590079376962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Reuniting with the peeps of Cedar City before Jacqui left on her mission...made me so happy...so proud of you Jacqui...you are amazing!&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/_tbaWKwod094/TSkflPej1TI/AAAAAAAAAQA/hLrZJIVGoXI/s1600/Candys%2BPhone%2B004.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/_tbaWKwod094/TSkflPej1TI/AAAAAAAAAQA/hLrZJIVGoXI/s320/Candys%2BPhone%2B004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560009939635918130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nugget the wonder dog what would I do without you? You make such a cute reindeer:)&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/_tbaWKwod094/TSkfdhlMVcI/AAAAAAAAAP4/dX5G79i2D-4/s1600/Candys%2BPhone%2B031.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/_tbaWKwod094/TSkfdhlMVcI/AAAAAAAAAP4/dX5G79i2D-4/s320/Candys%2BPhone%2B031.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560009807056623042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me and Digger just taking some cute pics...&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/_tbaWKwod094/TSkfSLjr5eI/AAAAAAAAAPw/sublpfR-BlY/s1600/Candys%2BPhone%2B017.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/_tbaWKwod094/TSkfSLjr5eI/AAAAAAAAAPw/sublpfR-BlY/s320/Candys%2BPhone%2B017.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560009612166161890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Happy Birthday Clay Clay! So glad that I live so close now to my family&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/_tbaWKwod094/TSkfRyd-SYI/AAAAAAAAAPo/4IHxQMJBzCI/s1600/Candys%2BPhone%2B034.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/_tbaWKwod094/TSkfRyd-SYI/AAAAAAAAAPo/4IHxQMJBzCI/s320/Candys%2BPhone%2B034.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560009605431314818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Carson you are awesome at the Clarinet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tbaWKwod094/TSYVXX_AZQI/AAAAAAAAAPg/fdUjR2k2r8E/s1600/Candys%2BPhone%2B038.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/_tbaWKwod094/TSYVXX_AZQI/AAAAAAAAAPg/fdUjR2k2r8E/s320/Candys%2BPhone%2B038.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559154281354913026" 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/_tbaWKwod094/TSYVXXMVzrI/AAAAAAAAAPY/7mMzW8A9NZ0/s1600/Candys%2BPhone%2B040.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/_tbaWKwod094/TSYVXXMVzrI/AAAAAAAAAPY/7mMzW8A9NZ0/s320/Candys%2BPhone%2B040.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559154281142406834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Reuniting with Britt-dawg...some of the best times...Two nurses to save the world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238);"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&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/_tbaWKwod094/TSYVWT_BTaI/AAAAAAAAAPA/Qm5s-6K4SwM/s1600/Candys%2BPhone%2B049.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/_tbaWKwod094/TSYVWT_BTaI/AAAAAAAAAPA/Qm5s-6K4SwM/s320/Candys%2BPhone%2B049.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559154263101361570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I miss you Connor...I am glad there is a place for me to visit and think about you...&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/_tbaWKwod094/TSYU5VHaDXI/AAAAAAAAAO4/mh7uq85upFY/s1600/Candys%2BPhone%2B050.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/_tbaWKwod094/TSYU5VHaDXI/AAAAAAAAAO4/mh7uq85upFY/s320/Candys%2BPhone%2B050.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559153765188767090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My rambo dad....go dad!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tbaWKwod094/TSYU5LwC_vI/AAAAAAAAAOw/d3uDeiBJCQo/s1600/Candys%2BPhone%2B053.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/_tbaWKwod094/TSYU5LwC_vI/AAAAAAAAAOw/d3uDeiBJCQo/s320/Candys%2BPhone%2B053.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559153762674867954" 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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tbaWKwod094/TSYU44_E49I/AAAAAAAAAOo/6vG_1TK_ojs/s1600/Candys%2BPhone%2B055.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/_tbaWKwod094/TSYU44_E49I/AAAAAAAAAOo/6vG_1TK_ojs/s320/Candys%2BPhone%2B055.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559153757637632978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Shooting guns with the whole family...&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/_tbaWKwod094/TSYU4hyM22I/AAAAAAAAAOg/MQCPw4ZobsI/s1600/Candys%2BPhone%2B056.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/_tbaWKwod094/TSYU4hyM22I/AAAAAAAAAOg/MQCPw4ZobsI/s320/Candys%2BPhone%2B056.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559153751409613666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cristal is real good with a gun....I love Cristal...she is the best sister in the world!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tbaWKwod094/TSYTYwQbW_I/AAAAAAAAANo/zP4HLQWqzg4/s320/Candys%2BPhone%2B058.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559152106027047922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:large;" &gt;So this past year was a great one...there were happy times...times of completing some of my life goals...trials...times of smiling...love...making new friends...being with old friends...coming to a realization of how much family means to me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tbaWKwod094/TSYTYhD5GyI/AAAAAAAAANg/Zcl3AB1u85M/s1600/Candys%2BPhone%2B059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tbaWKwod094/TSYTYhD5GyI/AAAAAAAAANg/Zcl3AB1u85M/s320/Candys%2BPhone%2B059.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559152101947939618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:large;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:large;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:large;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:large;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:large;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:large;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:large;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:large;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:large;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:large;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:large;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:large;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:large;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:large;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Grandma and Cristal...Grandma trys to hide as usual...2010 you sure were a great year...I am so grateful for the many people in my life and all of my many blessing...Come on 2011! Lets see what you got!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tbaWKwod094/TS_TCHApA2I/AAAAAAAAATo/K4hbdVOFxFk/s1600/New%2BYears%2BEve.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/_tbaWKwod094/TS_TCHApA2I/AAAAAAAAATo/K4hbdVOFxFk/s320/New%2BYears%2BEve.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561896098020787042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;New years eve with the girls!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7550283711724651954-8996103890792099455?l=candywoods.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candywoods.blogspot.com/feeds/8996103890792099455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://candywoods.blogspot.com/2011/01/moments-of-2010.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550283711724651954/posts/default/8996103890792099455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550283711724651954/posts/default/8996103890792099455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candywoods.blogspot.com/2011/01/moments-of-2010.html' title='Moments of 2010'/><author><name>Candy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08626740608676991765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tbaWKwod094/S4Xvu_zhSfI/AAAAAAAAAH4/n__EVuJgt7Q/S220/woods+Family+2009+033.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tbaWKwod094/TS_E21nPqzI/AAAAAAAAATA/Vg7VbigsOaQ/s72-c/Sand%2BHollow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7550283711724651954.post-7933421934260633881</id><published>2010-11-30T20:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-30T20:41:10.241-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I miss Connor today...why did you have to leave us so soon? I just want to talk to you today...that's all! Can I hear you laugh today. I wish that I could hug you today. But the thing that gets me through today is knowing that we will be together again someday. I love you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7550283711724651954-7933421934260633881?l=candywoods.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candywoods.blogspot.com/feeds/7933421934260633881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://candywoods.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-miss-connor-today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550283711724651954/posts/default/7933421934260633881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550283711724651954/posts/default/7933421934260633881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candywoods.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-miss-connor-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Candy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08626740608676991765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tbaWKwod094/S4Xvu_zhSfI/AAAAAAAAAH4/n__EVuJgt7Q/S220/woods+Family+2009+033.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7550283711724651954.post-6814857776596475776</id><published>2010-11-16T11:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-16T12:01:15.138-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 5-Picture of somewhere I have been too</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tbaWKwod094/TOLgk_KtHOI/AAAAAAAAAM8/T0ASW19y94o/s1600/120.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tbaWKwod094/TOLgk_KtHOI/AAAAAAAAAM8/T0ASW19y94o/s320/120.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540237417655377122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Here is one of the places I have been. I went to the Manti temple last summer to do baptisms. I love the temple more than any place in the world. I love all the temples, but I remember thinking that Manti has one of the most beautiful baptismal fonts I have ever seen. I just remember the peace I felt while I was there. I am so excited for the day that I can go to receive my endownments and be married for all time once I find the right man, or shall I say once he finds me! The temple is a place of comfort, love, and peace. It is the place where I feel closest to God. I am so grateful for this gospel. It is the source of all happiness...&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/7550283711724651954-6814857776596475776?l=candywoods.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candywoods.blogspot.com/feeds/6814857776596475776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://candywoods.blogspot.com/2010/11/day-5-picture-of-somewhere-i-have-been.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550283711724651954/posts/default/6814857776596475776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550283711724651954/posts/default/6814857776596475776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candywoods.blogspot.com/2010/11/day-5-picture-of-somewhere-i-have-been.html' title='Day 5-Picture of somewhere I have been too'/><author><name>Candy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08626740608676991765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tbaWKwod094/S4Xvu_zhSfI/AAAAAAAAAH4/n__EVuJgt7Q/S220/woods+Family+2009+033.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tbaWKwod094/TOLgk_KtHOI/AAAAAAAAAM8/T0ASW19y94o/s72-c/120.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7550283711724651954.post-6012865599468331345</id><published>2010-11-10T21:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-10T21:16:20.231-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 4</title><content type='html'>So a habit I wish I didn't have is that I constantly have to check to make sure I have my cell phone and keys because I am paranoid I will lose them. It's kind of ridiculous and I waste too much time checking to make sure I have them. ha ha...this is kind of a funny blog but I enjoyed it.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7550283711724651954-6012865599468331345?l=candywoods.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candywoods.blogspot.com/feeds/6012865599468331345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://candywoods.blogspot.com/2010/11/day-4.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550283711724651954/posts/default/6012865599468331345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550283711724651954/posts/default/6012865599468331345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candywoods.blogspot.com/2010/11/day-4.html' title='Day 4'/><author><name>Candy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08626740608676991765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tbaWKwod094/S4Xvu_zhSfI/AAAAAAAAAH4/n__EVuJgt7Q/S220/woods+Family+2009+033.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7550283711724651954.post-6797727308739249818</id><published>2010-11-03T21:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T21:51:09.028-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A picture of me and my friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tbaWKwod094/TNI6eF82avI/AAAAAAAAAM0/FdWDGIxFzT4/s1600/Halloween+2010.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/_tbaWKwod094/TNI6eF82avI/AAAAAAAAAM0/FdWDGIxFzT4/s320/Halloween+2010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535551180659649266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;thug, pirate, rockstar, amazing baseball player, and 80's baby.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we just had halloween! I thought I would put this awesome picture up of me and my friends in our costumes. I love all these girls so much. So glad I got to spend Halloween with yo&lt;/span&gt;u!&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/7550283711724651954-6797727308739249818?l=candywoods.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candywoods.blogspot.com/feeds/6797727308739249818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://candywoods.blogspot.com/2010/11/picture-of-me-and-my-friends.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550283711724651954/posts/default/6797727308739249818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550283711724651954/posts/default/6797727308739249818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candywoods.blogspot.com/2010/11/picture-of-me-and-my-friends.html' title='A picture of me and my friends'/><author><name>Candy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08626740608676991765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tbaWKwod094/S4Xvu_zhSfI/AAAAAAAAAH4/n__EVuJgt7Q/S220/woods+Family+2009+033.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tbaWKwod094/TNI6eF82avI/AAAAAAAAAM0/FdWDGIxFzT4/s72-c/Halloween+2010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7550283711724651954.post-6224974630604872181</id><published>2010-10-31T21:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-31T21:38:22.361-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tbaWKwod094/TM5EBRv3BmI/AAAAAAAAAMs/rogoO8fvYY4/s1600/34403_10150281798810727_697310726_15104438_4351615_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 241px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tbaWKwod094/TM5EBRv3BmI/AAAAAAAAAMs/rogoO8fvYY4/s320/34403_10150281798810727_697310726_15104438_4351615_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534435780819617378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;So what is the mean behind my blog name?&lt;br /&gt;Well first of all Congu small fist is my brother Connor that passed away September 25th, 2010. It was very recent that this happened. I miss him alot. We have called him Congu small fist for a long time. My cousin Donovan gave it to him many years back. If you knew Connor you would realized that this name fits him perfectly. He was one of the funniest most random people that I ever have known. He always made me laugh. He will always have a piece of my heart. As time has gone on it has gotten easier to realize that he is in a better place. But I will always miss my baby brother, and a piece of my heart is locked away for him forever. I can't express how much I miss him...Well that is the reason for my blogs name.&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/7550283711724651954-6224974630604872181?l=candywoods.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candywoods.blogspot.com/feeds/6224974630604872181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://candywoods.blogspot.com/2010/10/day-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550283711724651954/posts/default/6224974630604872181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550283711724651954/posts/default/6224974630604872181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candywoods.blogspot.com/2010/10/day-2.html' title='Day 2'/><author><name>Candy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08626740608676991765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tbaWKwod094/S4Xvu_zhSfI/AAAAAAAAAH4/n__EVuJgt7Q/S220/woods+Family+2009+033.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tbaWKwod094/TM5EBRv3BmI/AAAAAAAAAMs/rogoO8fvYY4/s72-c/34403_10150281798810727_697310726_15104438_4351615_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7550283711724651954.post-6553972275148533985</id><published>2010-10-27T22:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-27T23:19:34.248-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tbaWKwod094/TMkOj6jCkXI/AAAAAAAAAMk/eCnN8jJIYjE/s1600/58777_633751242204_193308456_35400997_2080841_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tbaWKwod094/TMkOj6jCkXI/AAAAAAAAAMk/eCnN8jJIYjE/s320/58777_633751242204_193308456_35400997_2080841_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532969627375800690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So fifteen interesting facts about myself:&lt;br /&gt;1. Well just like this picture I enjoy being a little crazy&lt;br /&gt;2. I talk alot&lt;br /&gt;3. I love monkeys, and I would love to have a pet monkey someday&lt;br /&gt;4. I want six kids&lt;br /&gt;5. More than anything I want to run a marathon someday&lt;br /&gt;6. I could live off of burritos...&lt;br /&gt;7. I want to go to another country for a while and volunteer as a nurse...&lt;br /&gt;8. I love singing at the top of my lungs while I am driving alone in my car&lt;br /&gt;9. I love romance and hope to one day have my own love story&lt;br /&gt;10. One of the first things I notice about people is their teeth, I think a smile can tell alot about a person&lt;br /&gt;11. I love to dance&lt;br /&gt;12. Family always comes first for me&lt;br /&gt;13. I would love to live in the time period of "Pride and Prejudice." I love the way they talked; it is so eloquent and romantic&lt;br /&gt;14. I love when people play with my hair&lt;br /&gt;15. I am the type of person that will tell others what I think and how I feel...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so there it is...fifteen random facts about myself!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7550283711724651954-6553972275148533985?l=candywoods.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candywoods.blogspot.com/feeds/6553972275148533985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://candywoods.blogspot.com/2010/10/day-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550283711724651954/posts/default/6553972275148533985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550283711724651954/posts/default/6553972275148533985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candywoods.blogspot.com/2010/10/day-1.html' title='Day 1'/><author><name>Candy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08626740608676991765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tbaWKwod094/S4Xvu_zhSfI/AAAAAAAAAH4/n__EVuJgt7Q/S220/woods+Family+2009+033.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tbaWKwod094/TMkOj6jCkXI/AAAAAAAAAMk/eCnN8jJIYjE/s72-c/58777_633751242204_193308456_35400997_2080841_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7550283711724651954.post-225801244939677032</id><published>2010-10-26T22:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-26T22:48:57.527-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wheel of the World.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;So my roommate Danielle shared this quote with me and I thought it very fitting for the season....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;"What is it like to be a child of God?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;It is like being a pumpkin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;God picks you from the patch, brings you in, and washes all the dirt off of you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Then he cuts off the top and scoops out all the yucky stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;He removes the seeds of doubt, hate, and greed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Then he carves you a new smiling face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;And puts his light inside of you to shine for all the world to see."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I really like this. God does help us to get all of the bad stuff out of our lives, then he helps us to shine forth our light to all mank&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;ind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; I love Halloween and am getting so excited to dress up. But even m&lt;/span&gt;ore I am so excited for Thanksgiving, and will be excited to show my thanks to everyone, and more than anything my Heavenly Father.&lt;br /&gt;Well life is good...I can't complain. I ma&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;y not have everything I want in life right now, but I have enough and I can't complain. I have a wonderful family, fantastic roommates, a great ward, a good job, and many many more things. The world is like a wheel that doesn't slow down and in the blink of any eye your whole life can change. Life keeps moving regardless &lt;/span&gt;of whether we want it to or not. So my motto every day is to live life and love it!! Find something to be grateful for every day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7550283711724651954-225801244939677032?l=candywoods.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candywoods.blogspot.com/feeds/225801244939677032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://candywoods.blogspot.com/2010/10/wheel-of-world.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550283711724651954/posts/default/225801244939677032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550283711724651954/posts/default/225801244939677032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candywoods.blogspot.com/2010/10/wheel-of-world.html' title='Wheel of the World.....'/><author><name>Candy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08626740608676991765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tbaWKwod094/S4Xvu_zhSfI/AAAAAAAAAH4/n__EVuJgt7Q/S220/woods+Family+2009+033.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7550283711724651954.post-4798600521335203178</id><published>2010-10-07T22:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-07T23:14:33.751-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Connor I love you and I will always miss you...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tbaWKwod094/TK61QIWlZLI/AAAAAAAAAMc/byWXmPzjovo/s1600/woods+Family+2009+174.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tbaWKwod094/TK61QIWlZLI/AAAAAAAAAMc/byWXmPzjovo/s320/woods+Family+2009+174.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525553081554920626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Amazing brother and Friend!! We love you Congu!!&lt;/span&gt;&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/_tbaWKwod094/TK6xUDsrsqI/AAAAAAAAAMU/3fDGlHMFT0o/s1600/woods+Family+2009+282.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/_tbaWKwod094/TK6xUDsrsqI/AAAAAAAAAMU/3fDGlHMFT0o/s320/woods+Family+2009+282.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525548750978396834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Well as many of you may have heard my beloved younger brother Connor passed away on September 25th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;. When the whole thing happened I went into complete despair. I didn't know how I was going to make it through this. But just having a knowledge of the gospel is enough! I know that I will see you again Connor, and I can't wait for that day. I can't wait to see the Connor that we all knew. Families are together forever. I want to dedicated this to him. I have so many memories with him that I never want to forget.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tbaWKwod094/TK6whw2uQXI/AAAAAAAAAMM/pqdTrDBSVE8/s1600/Woods+Family+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tbaWKwod094/TK6whw2uQXI/AAAAAAAAAMM/pqdTrDBSVE8/s320/Woods+Family+010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525547886926774642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;First of all Connor had a heart of gold. He truly did except everyone for the way they are. He never passed a judgment on anyone. Connor you are in everything, and don't think that your family will ever forget you. When me, Clinton, and Connor were young we used to play this game where me and Clinton were horses and Connor was our master. I know it sounds funny, but we sure enjoyed it. One time me and Clinton put Connor in a closet and locked it, and told him Santa clause would come to get him and it was only July. Poor Connor! But he seemed to like it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tbaWKwod094/TK6wIX3LzLI/AAAAAAAAAME/Xv_tt8IabSg/s1600/Woods+Family+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tbaWKwod094/TK6wIX3LzLI/AAAAAAAAAME/Xv_tt8IabSg/s320/Woods+Family+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525547450721094834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;I will never forget the times me and Connor had together this past winter. I came home to families for 3 weeks for Christmas break. Me and Connor went salsa dancing! He was always talking about how he wanted to be able to do it. We had a blast learning together. I cherish that time with him. We would work out together all the time over that break at Gold's gym, and he would always make me push myself harder, especially with those planks! Oh and if you have never had a Connor hug then you have never had a real hug. He would always pick me up and swing me around! I miss his hugs so so so much!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tbaWKwod094/TK6vdVkkPBI/AAAAAAAAAL8/GXHl1H_86CA/s1600/My+SUU+Graduation+weekend+393.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/_tbaWKwod094/TK6vdVkkPBI/AAAAAAAAAL8/GXHl1H_86CA/s320/My+SUU+Graduation+weekend+393.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525546711371758610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Something that he would always do that would crack me up was that he would bark out of no where! It sounded like a small pesky little dog, and it always made me jump. I sure miss hearing that...I also loved when he would call me late at night for no reason. He just wanted to talk about life and I loved it. I think everyone can remember that he was and will be forever called &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;CONGU SMALL FIST!!!&lt;/span&gt; The name fits him perfectly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tbaWKwod094/TK6vKBNnflI/AAAAAAAAAL0/g_hmusVZdTs/s1600/34403_10150281798810727_697310726_15104438_4351615_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 241px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tbaWKwod094/TK6vKBNnflI/AAAAAAAAAL0/g_hmusVZdTs/s320/34403_10150281798810727_697310726_15104438_4351615_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525546379489279570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;So I was looking through some of my things and I found a small piece of paper in my scriptures that stated some of my goals for the year. Me and Connor where together at church during the new year and that is when I wrote them. Connor wrote down one goal for me and it is to find a sexy husband. Connor I have yet to accomplish that, but one day I will! Please send him my way okay!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tbaWKwod094/TK6u63f63HI/AAAAAAAAALs/K6Fhax6fyS0/s1600/Grandmas+Pictures+091.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/_tbaWKwod094/TK6u63f63HI/AAAAAAAAALs/K6Fhax6fyS0/s320/Grandmas+Pictures+091.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525546119183654002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Congu I miss the days when you would show me some of the new music you got. Remember the time when you showed me the new Muse CD and we jammed to it in your car while still parked in the drive way! I also have come to love the band "Them crooked vultures" because Connor introduced them to me! They are amazing! If you haven't listened to them before you should!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tbaWKwod094/TK6uWVD6XiI/AAAAAAAAALk/NIprkZhnY98/s1600/Christmas+Break+fun+072.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/_tbaWKwod094/TK6uWVD6XiI/AAAAAAAAALk/NIprkZhnY98/s320/Christmas+Break+fun+072.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525545491464085026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Well I can tell ya what...Connor was amazing at guitar...he inspires me to keep learning...I can't wait until I am as good as him. I like to think of him rocking it out up in heaven! I will be there rocking out with you before you realize buddy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tbaWKwod094/TK6tVShJTPI/AAAAAAAAALc/UpQbxVvOPOA/s1600/2008+May+27+028+%282%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tbaWKwod094/TK6tVShJTPI/AAAAAAAAALc/UpQbxVvOPOA/s320/2008+May+27+028+%282%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525544374089895154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tbaWKwod094/TK6rvXbQrqI/AAAAAAAAALU/HveqFHM22NU/s1600/2008+May+27+153.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/_tbaWKwod094/TK6rvXbQrqI/AAAAAAAAALU/HveqFHM22NU/s320/2008+May+27+153.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525542623060733602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Families are forever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tbaWKwod094/TK6ql7L8AoI/AAAAAAAAALM/taJ_7hz77fg/s1600/40783_1172439729282_1776709541_339869_4535272_n.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/_tbaWKwod094/TK6ql7L8AoI/AAAAAAAAALM/taJ_7hz77fg/s320/40783_1172439729282_1776709541_339869_4535272_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525541361349821058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Congu I miss your crazy laugh that always made me laugh! Remember the times where we laughed at those old spice commercials!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tbaWKwod094/TK6qVxLb7PI/AAAAAAAAALE/f6p01hvTrb0/s1600/Girls+Retreat+2009+129.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/_tbaWKwod094/TK6qVxLb7PI/AAAAAAAAALE/f6p01hvTrb0/s320/Girls+Retreat+2009+129.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525541083785456882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tbaWKwod094/TK6pWD7zg3I/AAAAAAAAAK8/FIB59XkGhoM/s1600/Girls+Retreat+2009+090.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/_tbaWKwod094/TK6pWD7zg3I/AAAAAAAAAK8/FIB59XkGhoM/s320/Girls+Retreat+2009+090.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525539989308539762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tbaWKwod094/TK6pEQMgjvI/AAAAAAAAAK0/TcjD5NPVCvo/s1600/Girls+Retreat+2009+088.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/_tbaWKwod094/TK6pEQMgjvI/AAAAAAAAAK0/TcjD5NPVCvo/s320/Girls+Retreat+2009+088.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525539683362180850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Congu I miss your amazing smile that could light up a whole room!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tbaWKwod094/TK6o5kS1nvI/AAAAAAAAAKs/oyhuB-CrsVA/s1600/Girls+Retreat+2009+077.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/_tbaWKwod094/TK6o5kS1nvI/AAAAAAAAAKs/oyhuB-CrsVA/s320/Girls+Retreat+2009+077.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525539499778875122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Like I said a heart of gold!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tbaWKwod094/TK6owFmkFII/AAAAAAAAAKk/foaRkUctl_I/s1600/Girls+Retreat+2009+063.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/_tbaWKwod094/TK6owFmkFII/AAAAAAAAAKk/foaRkUctl_I/s320/Girls+Retreat+2009+063.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525539336921289858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tbaWKwod094/TK6oc1f00_I/AAAAAAAAAKc/EWpQfShkEbQ/s1600/Girls+Retreat+2009+021.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/_tbaWKwod094/TK6oc1f00_I/AAAAAAAAAKc/EWpQfShkEbQ/s320/Girls+Retreat+2009+021.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525539006180545522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;Something else I loved about Connor is that he was always changing his hair! Just notice in the pictures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tbaWKwod094/TK6oOyr0KHI/AAAAAAAAAKU/HJOIkBaBeUI/s1600/Girls+Retreat+2009+003.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/_tbaWKwod094/TK6oOyr0KHI/AAAAAAAAAKU/HJOIkBaBeUI/s320/Girls+Retreat+2009+003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525538764907358322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tbaWKwod094/TK6n5OFbamI/AAAAAAAAAKM/rB8i9lXFWCs/s1600/Family+Photos+211.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/_tbaWKwod094/TK6n5OFbamI/AAAAAAAAAKM/rB8i9lXFWCs/s320/Family+Photos+211.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525538394305423970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Connor you are my baby brother! I regret not spending more time with you these past 6 months, but know that I really do love you with all my heart. I wish I could of helped him, and hope that I did in some small way. I will never forget our times together. I am grateful that I at least got 19 years to spend with you...The Family misses you...please stay near...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My advice is Love your family like they are the last thing you have left...Tell them you love them every day because you never know when they will be gone...and then you may have lost your chance.&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/7550283711724651954-4798600521335203178?l=candywoods.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candywoods.blogspot.com/feeds/4798600521335203178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://candywoods.blogspot.com/2010/10/connor-i-love-you-and-i-will-always.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550283711724651954/posts/default/4798600521335203178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550283711724651954/posts/default/4798600521335203178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candywoods.blogspot.com/2010/10/connor-i-love-you-and-i-will-always.html' title='Connor I love you and I will always miss you...'/><author><name>Candy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08626740608676991765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tbaWKwod094/S4Xvu_zhSfI/AAAAAAAAAH4/n__EVuJgt7Q/S220/woods+Family+2009+033.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tbaWKwod094/TK61QIWlZLI/AAAAAAAAAMc/byWXmPzjovo/s72-c/woods+Family+2009+174.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7550283711724651954.post-7728466075099958680</id><published>2010-09-10T18:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-10T18:19:49.860-07:00</updated><title type='text'>People......</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;So right now I am sitting in my room listening to music, and really just thinking about life. I don't know how many peop&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;le actually read this, but I am just writing to write. I w&lt;/span&gt;as just thinking about how people come into your life, and then all of a sudden they are gone. You can't quite figure out if you miss them, or if you are glad they are gone. Life takes you for twists and turns that you never expect. This is for all those people that have come and gone in my life. Everyone who has come an&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;d gone has made an impact on my life, and has made me who I am today in some way. I feel like I&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt; have so much growing to do still, and that I learn something new everyday. I believe that everything really does happen for &lt;/span&gt;a reason. I am grateful for every person I have met that have made me realize that I can continue to learn and become better. This is for those friendships that you never thought you would l&lt;/span&gt;ose. There is one that you will never lose though and that is the Savior. He is my hero, friend&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;, and older brother. I know where I am going, and my path is clear when I follow his example. If only we were all perfect like him, then maybe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;we could all get alo&lt;/span&gt;ng no matter what our differences. Thank you to those people that have always been there for me no matter what..:) I am eternally grateful to th&lt;/span&gt;ose friends and family members who have always been near at all times. Life is precious, and don't waste a minute of it. Life is to be enjoyed so that makes me grateful that people either come into my life for a reason, a season, or a lifetime!!!&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/7550283711724651954-7728466075099958680?l=candywoods.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candywoods.blogspot.com/feeds/7728466075099958680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://candywoods.blogspot.com/2010/09/people.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550283711724651954/posts/default/7728466075099958680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550283711724651954/posts/default/7728466075099958680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candywoods.blogspot.com/2010/09/people.html' title='People......'/><author><name>Candy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08626740608676991765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tbaWKwod094/S4Xvu_zhSfI/AAAAAAAAAH4/n__EVuJgt7Q/S220/woods+Family+2009+033.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7550283711724651954.post-942033715878152203</id><published>2010-08-02T11:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-02T11:36:29.825-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lifes Happenings</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;So the summer has been flying by, and sometimes I wonder how time goes by so fast. This summer has been a great adventure. I have been gone every weekend for the past 2 weekends. I went to Lake Powell, and now I am in Idaho enjoying the adventure. It has been a lot of fun here. I came here with my boyfriend Jake to visit his family. They are getting ready for his family reunion so things have been pretty busy for them around here. I have allergies like crazy and I wish they would go away. It is so pretty where they live. It feels like I am on a mini farm. Jake is great and I am so glad to have met him. We will see where life goes from here. I am enjoying working as an RN at Provo Rehab and Nursing. It feels so good to be done with school for now. I am debating on the whole masters degree thing, and I should probably do it sooner then later. Life brings us wonderous things when we least expect it. Thats all for now...Just thought I should update my blog on the happenings of life! Life is good:) and I am blessed with so many things in my life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7550283711724651954-942033715878152203?l=candywoods.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candywoods.blogspot.com/feeds/942033715878152203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://candywoods.blogspot.com/2010/08/lifes-happenings.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550283711724651954/posts/default/942033715878152203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550283711724651954/posts/default/942033715878152203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candywoods.blogspot.com/2010/08/lifes-happenings.html' title='Lifes Happenings'/><author><name>Candy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08626740608676991765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tbaWKwod094/S4Xvu_zhSfI/AAAAAAAAAH4/n__EVuJgt7Q/S220/woods+Family+2009+033.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7550283711724651954.post-6952725853255719113</id><published>2010-05-26T17:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T17:32:35.368-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Catching the Bouquet...gift or a curse</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I caught the bouquet at my friend Amanda's wedding reception last night. I have caught two other bouquets at other wedding receptions also. When I caught one of the bouquets the pins from it stabbed my finger and it started bleeding like crazy. If you can't say that shows bad luck. ha ha ha...I thought it was kind of funny anyways. Everyone says the classic "Oh your the next one to get married," but that is false. My conclusion is that every time you catch the bouquet at a wedding it adds another couple of years to when you will actually get married. So my new goal is to catch as many bouquets as I can because they are not only very pretty, but I would like to increase the years of my single life...Anyways life is good...I have an interview for an RN position this Friday. I really hope to get it...Wish me luck:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7550283711724651954-6952725853255719113?l=candywoods.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candywoods.blogspot.com/feeds/6952725853255719113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://candywoods.blogspot.com/2010/05/catching-bouquetgift-or-curse.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550283711724651954/posts/default/6952725853255719113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550283711724651954/posts/default/6952725853255719113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candywoods.blogspot.com/2010/05/catching-bouquetgift-or-curse.html' title='Catching the Bouquet...gift or a curse'/><author><name>Candy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08626740608676991765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tbaWKwod094/S4Xvu_zhSfI/AAAAAAAAAH4/n__EVuJgt7Q/S220/woods+Family+2009+033.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7550283711724651954.post-4485060597220566120</id><published>2010-05-17T15:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T15:15:42.428-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; 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-moz-background-origin: padding; -moz-background-inline-policy: continuous;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: 1.2pt;font-family:Verdana;color:black;"  &gt;"Sometimes I wish I could go back to the days when I was six and my biggest problem was what kind of dress to put on my Barbie's or whether or not I had enough Lego's to build a fort."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:10pt;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7550283711724651954-4485060597220566120?l=candywoods.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candywoods.blogspot.com/feeds/4485060597220566120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://candywoods.blogspot.com/2010/05/normal-0-false-false-false.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550283711724651954/posts/default/4485060597220566120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550283711724651954/posts/default/4485060597220566120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candywoods.blogspot.com/2010/05/normal-0-false-false-false.html' title='Life'/><author><name>Candy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08626740608676991765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tbaWKwod094/S4Xvu_zhSfI/AAAAAAAAAH4/n__EVuJgt7Q/S220/woods+Family+2009+033.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7550283711724651954.post-1066662115266157906</id><published>2010-04-18T15:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T15:59:33.010-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DREAMS COME TRUE!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tbaWKwod094/S8uL2KYnmbI/AAAAAAAAAI0/6qP1tVwi57I/s1600/She%27s+Mean.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/_tbaWKwod094/S8uL2KYnmbI/AAAAAAAAAI0/6qP1tVwi57I/s320/She%27s+Mean.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461612735733668274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tbaWKwod094/S8uLabF6--I/AAAAAAAAAIs/3GNTFLSFIis/s1600/27072_1375928433436_1088605056_31139710_3111983_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tbaWKwod094/S8uLabF6--I/AAAAAAAAAIs/3GNTFLSFIis/s320/27072_1375928433436_1088605056_31139710_3111983_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461612259182312418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;So these are some of the pics that Jacqui took of me for her photography class! I thought the pic's turned out great! She is an amazing photographer:) I look angry but trust me I am really not...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;So anyways LIFE IS GOOD!!&lt;br /&gt;I am graduating in two weeks with my Bachelor's of Science in Nursing! I can't believe that it is finally coming! I am really scared to see where life's next adventure is going to take me..&lt;br /&gt;but I have faith that all will turn out how it is supposed to..&lt;br /&gt;I am moving on to the next chapter of my life, and I AM NERVOUS!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I have to pass this exam after school called the N-CLEX. After I pass it the 1ST time&lt;br /&gt;I will be an official RN!&lt;br /&gt;College is almost over....oh my HECK!&lt;br /&gt;Then I just have to find a place that will hire me. I really want to work in a hospital, but I have this feeling that my first job will be in a nursing home...I just need a job, because I need the experience and money! I will work for whomever wants to hire me. I just need to quit stressing about this whole job situation. So everyone wish me luck in passing the N-CLEX then finding a job. I am just gonna keep life positive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;So I am so excited because in two weeks I will be living with 2 of my best friends in Provo. We are going to have so much fun! I am so excited. Me and friend Kira have been talking about being roommies since we were in middle school. Our dream of being roommies is really coming true. DREAMS DO COME TRUE!&lt;br /&gt;I am just surprised that me and my best bud's are still all not married, and that this dream can come true of living together. Thank heavens that I am just anti-boy, and that Danielle and Kira went on missions so they didn't have a chance of getting married. ha ha ha....So girls keep holding out for me, because you can't get married yet. We need to have lots of adventures together:)&lt;br /&gt;But that's all I have to say about that...I will be a college graduate very soon....Life is too short...live it &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;UP&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&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/7550283711724651954-1066662115266157906?l=candywoods.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candywoods.blogspot.com/feeds/1066662115266157906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://candywoods.blogspot.com/2010/04/dreams-come-true.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550283711724651954/posts/default/1066662115266157906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550283711724651954/posts/default/1066662115266157906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candywoods.blogspot.com/2010/04/dreams-come-true.html' title='DREAMS COME TRUE!!'/><author><name>Candy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08626740608676991765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tbaWKwod094/S4Xvu_zhSfI/AAAAAAAAAH4/n__EVuJgt7Q/S220/woods+Family+2009+033.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tbaWKwod094/S8uL2KYnmbI/AAAAAAAAAI0/6qP1tVwi57I/s72-c/She%27s+Mean.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7550283711724651954.post-7227728623851329410</id><published>2010-03-15T01:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T02:25:41.079-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My realizations</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;So I have had some &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;realizations&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; over the past couple of months.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;One is that many times things happen in our life and we don't realize why tell later, so we just have to put trust in the &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Lord&lt;/span&gt; and keep moving forward...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You will have people come into your life for a reason, a season, or a lifetime...I truely believe this because there are people that have come into my life that I never thought would leave it, but then I realize that they came into my life for a reason because I learned a valuable lesson. Sometimes people come into your life for a season because you needed them at that moment in time, and they made your life easier or they helped you get through a hard time. Then there are the people that come into your life for a lifetime, and that will stay with you through the thick and thin, and the people that will forgive you no matter what..I think these are the people that are sent to you to be your &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;angels&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; here on earth. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;These people in my life are my &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;FAMILY&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;My Friends&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Another realization I had is that many times I sit there and I think about the bad things that have happened to me, but I fail to see the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;blessings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; that come along with the bad things that happen to me. For example yesterday I was traveling from Cedar to my parents house in Cedar Hills. Well I was traveling in an awful snowstorm and it was so scary!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;While I was going through Nephi, and this trailor swerved in front of me, so instead of hitting the trailor I swerved to the side and went off the road into the median!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I thought I was for sure going to go into oncoming traffic but my car stopped.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I sat there terrified, but felt so lucky I didn't hit any other cars. My car did ended up getting stuck so I had to get pulled out by a tow truck which wasn't free! It cost me $60 dollars. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I also had this cop come up to me right after if happened, and he said I had been traveling too fast in this weather, because he was watching me. He didn't even ask if I was &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;okay&lt;/span&gt;! He instead just gave me a ticket for improper lane travel! I was pissed! I didn't even travel into another lane!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was either hit the trailor in front of me or swerve off the road. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; I also remember having the prompting to get off at the first exit in Nephi, but I ignored it and thought instead I should probably try to hurry and get home before the weather gets worse! If only I would have listened I probably would have never been in this mess! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here I was so &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;scared&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and sitting there in my car. I almost felt like if I got back on the road I was going to die. I wanted to stop and not even attempt to make it home. I think that is how it is many times in life! We just want to give up when we are so close to accomplishing a goal or if life just gets to hard. But we can't! I want to make it home one day again to my Heavenly Father and &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;I can't give up on that!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I like to think of my savior and all the hard things that he has gone through for me! He never once gave up and neither will I! Alot worse things could have happened to me when I went off the road, but they didn't and I am OK! It was scary but instead of gripeing about the money I lost from the tow and the ticket I should realize that I still have my life, and that I didn't get harmed, and my car is ok. Life is good, and I am going to live it to the fullest! I am thankful for the gospel even though at times I take it for granted! I am glad that I know where I come from, &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;and where I am going!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;I am going to lift my head a little taller, and realize that I can do this! We can all do this adventure we call life together:)&lt;/span&gt;&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/7550283711724651954-7227728623851329410?l=candywoods.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candywoods.blogspot.com/feeds/7227728623851329410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://candywoods.blogspot.com/2010/03/my-realizations.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550283711724651954/posts/default/7227728623851329410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550283711724651954/posts/default/7227728623851329410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candywoods.blogspot.com/2010/03/my-realizations.html' title='My realizations'/><author><name>Candy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08626740608676991765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tbaWKwod094/S4Xvu_zhSfI/AAAAAAAAAH4/n__EVuJgt7Q/S220/woods+Family+2009+033.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7550283711724651954.post-8313051266273697928</id><published>2010-02-12T08:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T15:41:09.075-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THROW IT IN A BAG!! This is a birthday shout out for Kirita and her 23rd year!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tbaWKwod094/S3WSDtwVwWI/AAAAAAAAAHw/Pe3s8LMXY1c/s1600-h/14656_1254716241392_1034134673_835122_4817392_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tbaWKwod094/S3WSDtwVwWI/AAAAAAAAAHw/Pe3s8LMXY1c/s320/14656_1254716241392_1034134673_835122_4817392_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437412717639352674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Kira you are gorgeous and don't you ever forget it! I know this birthday shoutout is a little bit late but I didn't have access to the internet on your birthday. I just want you to know how amazing and talented you are. You have such a kind and loving personality that no one can resist. Your laugh is contagious and makes everyone else want to laugh. You are always there for me whenever I need you. Thank you for all the hard times that you have helped me through. Thank you for being one of the very best friends! I am so glad to have met you when we were in middle school. Thank you for your example to all of us in the way we should live our lives, and how we can truly follow the gospel. There is a light in your eyes that draws people in. Whenever I need a good laugh here Kira comes to make me laugh harder then I thought I could. Her smile is amazing and she is one of the prettiest girls I know. She is really my sister from another mister! She has a talent for being creative, and I would hire her to decorate my house when I have one some day. She is a strong leader. If you ever need a friend go to Kira, because she never turns anyone down! Kirita these are some of the things that I love about you, even though there is so much more. I am blessed to have you as a friend. Thank you for your strength. I love you so much.....so lets celebrate this year and make it the best. Miss you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tbaWKwod094/S3WRWVWfbSI/AAAAAAAAAHg/ZYdVdLFJCFM/s1600-h/16966_1280762590046_1559490085_30736719_5441952_n.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/_tbaWKwod094/S3WRWVWfbSI/AAAAAAAAAHg/ZYdVdLFJCFM/s320/16966_1280762590046_1559490085_30736719_5441952_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437411937994370338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                   &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;     Yes she likes to hide from the camera but as you can see we are sneaky enough to catch pictures of her!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tbaWKwod094/S3WRMa3Z4MI/AAAAAAAAAHY/tdUVJfC5NbA/s1600-h/14638_1273125839132_1559490085_30718449_5405867_n.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/_tbaWKwod094/S3WRMa3Z4MI/AAAAAAAAAHY/tdUVJfC5NbA/s320/14638_1273125839132_1559490085_30718449_5405867_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437411767675904194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;                                                                     BEST FRIENDS!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tbaWKwod094/S3WP0qAVC1I/AAAAAAAAAHI/rn3WFRmC55A/s1600-h/Christmas+Break+2009+009.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/_tbaWKwod094/S3WP0qAVC1I/AAAAAAAAAHI/rn3WFRmC55A/s320/Christmas+Break+2009+009.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437410259911379794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                          &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;    She is part of my family!&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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tbaWKwod094/S3WPox4PMZI/AAAAAAAAAHA/pmic_8OfM5s/s1600-h/Christmas+Break+2009+005.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/_tbaWKwod094/S3WPox4PMZI/AAAAAAAAAHA/pmic_8OfM5s/s320/Christmas+Break+2009+005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437410055866495378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                                            &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;Did I mention that she also has gorgeous eyes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tbaWKwod094/S3WPd-HVpPI/AAAAAAAAAGw/6Qk86-lWdBo/s1600-h/Christmas+Break+2009+002.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/_tbaWKwod094/S3WPd-HVpPI/AAAAAAAAAGw/6Qk86-lWdBo/s320/Christmas+Break+2009+002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437409870172497138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tbaWKwod094/S3WPMlKytsI/AAAAAAAAAGo/yEDrcetXBrs/s1600-h/Grandmas+Pictures+251.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/_tbaWKwod094/S3WPMlKytsI/AAAAAAAAAGo/yEDrcetXBrs/s320/Grandmas+Pictures+251.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437409571418322626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;                                                                 Yo I throw it in a bag....&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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tbaWKwod094/S3WPAIMDUrI/AAAAAAAAAGg/02TTIRiS3uU/s1600-h/Grandmas+Pictures+250.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/_tbaWKwod094/S3WPAIMDUrI/AAAAAAAAAGg/02TTIRiS3uU/s320/Grandmas+Pictures+250.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437409357480546994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                      At the Avatar movie! We have fun!&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/_tbaWKwod094/S3WOcakEorI/AAAAAAAAAGY/ARNrmzTayvk/s1600-h/15166_1254777202916_1034134673_835396_3049977_n.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/_tbaWKwod094/S3WOcakEorI/AAAAAAAAAGY/ARNrmzTayvk/s320/15166_1254777202916_1034134673_835396_3049977_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437408743937843890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;                                     Another one I found of Kira on her mission in Greece!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tbaWKwod094/S3WOHbJjbiI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/nNRAXMG4wsQ/s1600-h/15166_1254776082888_1034134673_835368_709259_n.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/_tbaWKwod094/S3WOHbJjbiI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/nNRAXMG4wsQ/s320/15166_1254776082888_1034134673_835368_709259_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437408383317798434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                         &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;Kirita in her own element! Doing someones hair on her mission. She is the only one I will trust to do my hair! She is amazing. One of her many talents!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tbaWKwod094/S3WNmnxGdLI/AAAAAAAAAGI/iw9QG-wLZY8/s1600-h/15166_1254775322869_1034134673_835349_5247905_n.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/_tbaWKwod094/S3WNmnxGdLI/AAAAAAAAAGI/iw9QG-wLZY8/s320/15166_1254775322869_1034134673_835349_5247905_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437407819769214130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Kira you were an awesome missionary! You are such an example to all of us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;! You have helped so many people! I know that there are so many people who are grateful for what you did:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tbaWKwod094/S3WMDR2pA3I/AAAAAAAAAGA/kwWLEan8Lks/s1600-h/%231.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tbaWKwod094/S3WMDR2pA3I/AAAAAAAAAGA/kwWLEan8Lks/s320/%231.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437406113079821170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                                 &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Kirita and me before her mission! I love you chica!&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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tbaWKwod094/S3WLq1g89bI/AAAAAAAAAF4/8U3Z3Frmdbw/s1600-h/Family+Photos+086.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/_tbaWKwod094/S3WLq1g89bI/AAAAAAAAAF4/8U3Z3Frmdbw/s320/Family+Photos+086.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437405693155800498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                        &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;RIP Tiki!! One of Kira's favorite feathered friends!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tbaWKwod094/S3WKGgzcaHI/AAAAAAAAAFw/VEvvLIWANlY/s1600-h/Girls+Retreat+2009+060.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/_tbaWKwod094/S3WKGgzcaHI/AAAAAAAAAFw/VEvvLIWANlY/s320/Girls+Retreat+2009+060.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437403969609295986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;                                                                Kirita LOVES Nugget!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tbaWKwod094/S3WFKNHqfoI/AAAAAAAAAFo/u46xlMoD7yw/s1600-h/Family+Photos+209.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/_tbaWKwod094/S3WFKNHqfoI/AAAAAAAAAFo/u46xlMoD7yw/s320/Family+Photos+209.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437398535486733954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                                                                      &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Kira, Me, and Crissy before she left on her mission&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tbaWKwod094/S3WEeWrT9LI/AAAAAAAAAFg/m_vgh3XsAtU/s1600-h/Family+Photos+167.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/_tbaWKwod094/S3WEeWrT9LI/AAAAAAAAAFg/m_vgh3XsAtU/s320/Family+Photos+167.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437397782137926834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;                                                             Kira why are you hiding?&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/7550283711724651954-8313051266273697928?l=candywoods.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candywoods.blogspot.com/feeds/8313051266273697928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://candywoods.blogspot.com/2010/02/throw-it-in-bag-this-is-birthday-shout.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550283711724651954/posts/default/8313051266273697928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550283711724651954/posts/default/8313051266273697928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candywoods.blogspot.com/2010/02/throw-it-in-bag-this-is-birthday-shout.html' title='THROW IT IN A BAG!! This is a birthday shout out for Kirita and her 23rd year!'/><author><name>Candy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08626740608676991765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tbaWKwod094/S4Xvu_zhSfI/AAAAAAAAAH4/n__EVuJgt7Q/S220/woods+Family+2009+033.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tbaWKwod094/S3WSDtwVwWI/AAAAAAAAAHw/Pe3s8LMXY1c/s72-c/14656_1254716241392_1034134673_835122_4817392_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7550283711724651954.post-3356178479517282165</id><published>2010-01-05T17:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T19:31:13.995-08:00</updated><title type='text'>“Don’t let yesterday use up too much of today”</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tbaWKwod094/S0QDcnqQ_bI/AAAAAAAAAE4/1nqQycYp5r0/s1600-h/Woods+Family+142.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tbaWKwod094/S0QDcnqQ_bI/AAAAAAAAAE4/1nqQycYp5r0/s320/Woods+Family+142.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423463641478397362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                            &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;SISTAS!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tbaWKwod094/S0PwK9jdqSI/AAAAAAAAAEc/_Pk9YzB6KeI/s1600-h/woods+Family+2009+282.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tbaWKwod094/S0PwK9jdqSI/AAAAAAAAAEc/_Pk9YzB6KeI/s320/woods+Family+2009+282.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423442447396874530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;These are just some of the pictures that we got taken. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;Wish my dad could have been in some of them but he &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;ended up having to work really late. I love all the pictures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;They are so great!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                  My Good looking Brothers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tbaWKwod094/S0Pu0k8kAUI/AAAAAAAAAEM/CPXcnbr-42k/s1600-h/woods+Family+2009+284.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tbaWKwod094/S0Pu0k8kAUI/AAAAAAAAAEM/CPXcnbr-42k/s320/woods+Family+2009+284.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423440963322511682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tbaWKwod094/S0Ps3soU1qI/AAAAAAAAAD0/aU9tuJukQsY/s1600-h/woods+Family+2009+109.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/_tbaWKwod094/S0Ps3soU1qI/AAAAAAAAAD0/aU9tuJukQsY/s320/woods+Family+2009+109.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423438817901467298" border="0" /&gt;                                                                                                  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Mom and her Girls.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tbaWKwod094/S0PsBjANS3I/AAAAAAAAADs/hAK245khXVI/s1600-h/Woods+Family+225.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tbaWKwod094/S0PsBjANS3I/AAAAAAAAADs/hAK245khXVI/s320/Woods+Family+225.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423437887604345714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tbaWKwod094/S0PrNWF2sJI/AAAAAAAAADk/POQiuRQolOI/s1600-h/woods+Family+2009+060.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tbaWKwod094/S0PrNWF2sJI/AAAAAAAAADk/POQiuRQolOI/s320/woods+Family+2009+060.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423436990785171602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tbaWKwod094/S0PqpTVi3bI/AAAAAAAAADc/1bGi68wbhh4/s1600-h/woods+Family+2009+029Chocolate+covered+strawberries.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tbaWKwod094/S0PqpTVi3bI/AAAAAAAAADc/1bGi68wbhh4/s320/woods+Family+2009+029Chocolate+covered+strawberries.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423436371570384306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tbaWKwod094/S0PpDf_KDKI/AAAAAAAAADU/MLDzp8PemnY/s1600-h/Woods+Family+032BWstudio.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tbaWKwod094/S0PpDf_KDKI/AAAAAAAAADU/MLDzp8PemnY/s320/Woods+Family+032BWstudio.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423434622619487394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                         &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I love this picture!! Kimberly did an amazing job taking our pics!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tbaWKwod094/S0PnEKFE1dI/AAAAAAAAADM/NiOD2FRSYxM/s1600-h/Woods+Family+030.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/_tbaWKwod094/S0PnEKFE1dI/AAAAAAAAADM/NiOD2FRSYxM/s320/Woods+Family+030.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423432434895345106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                                                                                                             &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt; Picture of all the kids in my Family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                   &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Connor, Clinton, Clay, Me, Cristal, and Carson&lt;br /&gt;I am so grateful for my family. I love my brothers and sister so much. I am the oldest and I love it. I am grateful that my parents decided to have six kids. Our family wouldn't be the same without all of us kids. We may be noisy, but we have fun...It makes me realize how I want a big family of my own one day. There is never a boring day at my house:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                               MY GOALS FOR THIS NEW YEAR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I have been thinking alot about the things that I want to accomplish this year. There are so many things I want to do. One of my main goals is to stay positive no matter what is going on in my life. Because you know sometimes there will be fantastic days or weeks, and other times it may be really bad, but if we always look for the good in everything life is so much better. I have noticed as I have been trying to do this every day, each and every day has been better. Someone very close to me who is the perfect example of being optimistic is my &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;MOM! &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;She has so many things that she is dealing with all the time and no matter what she is positive. She makes me want to be just like her. If you look at only the negative things in life then every day life becomes dull and miserable. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I have seen this first hand in my own life. When I am negative I am not happy, but when I am optimistic and realize that things are going to work out then I can really have the pure happiness. Happiness is something that we have to seek. I have decided that I will be happy under any circumstances. If I am to be remembered for anything once my time is done on this earth I want people to remember me as the women who was always optimistic! I like to think of another women as an example of optimism and that is Marjorie Pay Hinckley. She was an amazing woman and I love the way that she viewed life. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Gordon B. Hinckley our belated prophet is also a pure example of optimism. I love them both. Here are some of my favorite quotes about happiness and optimism....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"&gt;&lt;meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"&gt;&lt;meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;link rel="File-List" href="file:///C:%5CUsers%5COwner%5CAppData%5CLocal%5CTemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:punctuationkerning/&gt;   &lt;w:validateagainstschemas/&gt;   &lt;w:saveifxmlinvalid&gt;false&lt;/w:SaveIfXMLInvalid&gt;   &lt;w:ignoremixedcontent&gt;false&lt;/w:IgnoreMixedContent&gt;   &lt;w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext&gt;false&lt;/w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText&gt;   &lt;w:compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:breakwrappedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:snaptogridincell/&gt;    &lt;w:wraptextwithpunct/&gt;    &lt;w:useasianbreakrules/&gt;    &lt;w:dontgrowautofit/&gt;   &lt;/w:Compatibility&gt;   &lt;w:browserlevel&gt;MicrosoftInternetExplorer4&lt;/w:BrowserLevel&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:latentstyles deflockedstate="false" latentstylecount="156"&gt;  &lt;/w:LatentStyles&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;style&gt; &lt;!--  /* Font Definitions */  @font-face 	{font-family:Mistral; 	panose-1:3 9 7 2 3 4 7 2 4 3; 	mso-font-charset:0; 	mso-generic-font-family:script; 	mso-font-pitch:variable; 	mso-font-signature:647 0 0 0 159 0;}  /* Style Definitions */  p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal 	{mso-style-parent:""; 	margin:0in; 	margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:12.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";} @page Section1 	{size:8.5in 11.0in; 	margin:1.0in 1.25in 1.0in 1.25in; 	mso-header-margin:.5in; 	mso-footer-margin:.5in; 	mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 	{page:Section1;} --&gt; &lt;/style&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable 	{mso-style-name:"Table Normal"; 	mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; 	mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; 	mso-style-noshow:yes; 	mso-style-parent:""; 	mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt; 	mso-para-margin:0in; 	mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:10.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-ansi-language:#0400; 	mso-fareast-language:#0400; 	mso-bidi-language:#0400;} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: border; -moz-background-origin: padding; -moz-background-inline-policy: continuous;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Mistral;font-size:16pt;color:navy;"   &gt;There is no obstacle too great, no challenge too difficult, if we have faith. ~President Gordon B. Hinkley&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"&gt;&lt;meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"&gt;&lt;meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;link rel="File-List" href="file:///C:%5CUsers%5COwner%5CAppData%5CLocal%5CTemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:punctuationkerning/&gt;   &lt;w:validateagainstschemas/&gt;   &lt;w:saveifxmlinvalid&gt;false&lt;/w:SaveIfXMLInvalid&gt;   &lt;w:ignoremixedcontent&gt;false&lt;/w:IgnoreMixedContent&gt;   &lt;w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext&gt;false&lt;/w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText&gt;   &lt;w:compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:breakwrappedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:snaptogridincell/&gt;    &lt;w:wraptextwithpunct/&gt;    &lt;w:useasianbreakrules/&gt; 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&lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;p class="ecmsonormal" style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: border; -moz-background-origin: padding; -moz-background-inline-policy: continuous;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;color:navy;"  &gt; "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;color:fuchsia;"  &gt;Happiness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;color:navy;"  &gt;, not in another place but this place…not for another hour, but this hour…"       -Walt Whitman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"&gt;&lt;meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"&gt;&lt;meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;link rel="File-List" href="file:///C:%5CUsers%5COwner%5CAppData%5CLocal%5CTemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:punctuationkerning/&gt;   &lt;w:validateagainstschemas/&gt;   &lt;w:saveifxmlinvalid&gt;false&lt;/w:SaveIfXMLInvalid&gt;   &lt;w:ignoremixedcontent&gt;false&lt;/w:IgnoreMixedContent&gt;   &lt;w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext&gt;false&lt;/w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText&gt;   &lt;w:compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:breakwrappedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:snaptogridincell/&gt;    &lt;w:wraptextwithpunct/&gt;    &lt;w:useasianbreakrules/&gt;    &lt;w:dontgrowautofit/&gt;   &lt;/w:Compatibility&gt;   &lt;w:browserlevel&gt;MicrosoftInternetExplorer4&lt;/w:BrowserLevel&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:latentstyles deflockedstate="false" latentstylecount="156"&gt;  &lt;/w:LatentStyles&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;style&gt; &lt;!--  /* Font Definitions */  @font-face 	{font-family:"Segoe UI"; 	panose-1:2 11 5 2 4 2 4 2 2 3; 	mso-font-charset:0; 	mso-generic-font-family:swiss; 	mso-font-pitch:variable; 	mso-font-signature:-536861953 -1073733541 9 0 479 0;} @font-face 	{font-family:Georgia; 	panose-1:2 4 5 2 5 4 5 2 3 3; 	mso-font-charset:0; 	mso-generic-font-family:roman; 	mso-font-pitch:variable; 	mso-font-signature:647 0 0 0 159 0;}  /* Style Definitions */  p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal 	{mso-style-parent:""; 	margin:0in; 	margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:12.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";} p.ecmsonormal, li.ecmsonormal, div.ecmsonormal 	{mso-style-name:ec_msonormal; 	margin-top:0in; 	margin-right:0in; 	margin-bottom:16.2pt; 	margin-left:0in; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:12.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";} @page Section1 	{size:8.5in 11.0in; 	margin:1.0in 1.25in 1.0in 1.25in; 	mso-header-margin:.5in; 	mso-footer-margin:.5in; 	mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 	{page:Section1;} --&gt; &lt;/style&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable 	{mso-style-name:"Table Normal"; 	mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; 	mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; 	mso-style-noshow:yes; 	mso-style-parent:""; 	mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt; 	mso-para-margin:0in; 	mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:10.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-ansi-language:#0400; 	mso-fareast-language:#0400; 	mso-bidi-language:#0400;} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;    &lt;p class="ecmsonormal" style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; text-indent: -0.25in; -moz-background-clip: border; -moz-background-origin: padding; -moz-background-inline-policy: continuous;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:Georgia;color:black;"  &gt;     &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;"When one door of happiness closes, another opens: but often we look so long at the closed door that we do not see the one which has been opened for us.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:10pt;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:Georgia;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-size:7pt;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:Georgia;" &gt;Helen Keller&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"&gt;&lt;meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"&gt;&lt;meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;link rel="File-List" href="file:///C:%5CUsers%5COwner%5CAppData%5CLocal%5CTemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:punctuationkerning/&gt;   &lt;w:validateagainstschemas/&gt;   &lt;w:saveifxmlinvalid&gt;false&lt;/w:SaveIfXMLInvalid&gt;   &lt;w:ignoremixedcontent&gt;false&lt;/w:IgnoreMixedContent&gt;   &lt;w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext&gt;false&lt;/w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText&gt;   &lt;w:compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:breakwrappedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:snaptogridincell/&gt;    &lt;w:wraptextwithpunct/&gt;    &lt;w:useasianbreakrules/&gt;    &lt;w:dontgrowautofit/&gt;   &lt;/w:Compatibility&gt;   &lt;w:browserlevel&gt;MicrosoftInternetExplorer4&lt;/w:BrowserLevel&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:latentstyles deflockedstate="false" latentstylecount="156"&gt;  &lt;/w:LatentStyles&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;style&gt; &lt;!--  /* Font Definitions */  @font-face 	{font-family:"Kristen ITC"; 	panose-1:3 5 5 2 4 2 2 3 2 2; 	mso-font-charset:0; 	mso-generic-font-family:script; 	mso-font-pitch:variable; 	mso-font-signature:3 0 0 0 1 0;}  /* Style Definitions */  p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal 	{mso-style-parent:""; 	margin:0in; 	margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:12.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";} @page Section1 	{size:8.5in 11.0in; 	margin:1.0in 1.25in 1.0in 1.25in; 	mso-header-margin:.5in; 	mso-footer-margin:.5in; 	mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 	{page:Section1;} --&gt; &lt;/style&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable 	{mso-style-name:"Table Normal"; 	mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; 	mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; 	mso-style-noshow:yes; 	mso-style-parent:""; 	mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt; 	mso-para-margin:0in; 	mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:10.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-ansi-language:#0400; 	mso-fareast-language:#0400; 	mso-bidi-language:#0400;} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;color:maroon;"  &gt;“A pebble held close to the eye appears to be a gigantic obstacle. Cast on the ground, it is seen perspective. Likewise, problems or trials in our lives need to be viewed in the perspective of scriptural doctrine. Otherwise they can easily overtake our vision, absorb our energy, and deprive us of the joy and beauty the Lord intends us to receive here on earth.” ~Richard G. Scott April 1996 Conf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"&gt;&lt;meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"&gt;&lt;meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;link rel="File-List" href="file:///C:%5CUsers%5COwner%5CAppData%5CLocal%5CTemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:punctuationkerning/&gt;   &lt;w:validateagainstschemas/&gt;   &lt;w:saveifxmlinvalid&gt;false&lt;/w:SaveIfXMLInvalid&gt;   &lt;w:ignoremixedcontent&gt;false&lt;/w:IgnoreMixedContent&gt;   &lt;w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext&gt;false&lt;/w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText&gt;   &lt;w:compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:breakwrappedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:snaptogridincell/&gt;    &lt;w:wraptextwithpunct/&gt;    &lt;w:useasianbreakrules/&gt;    &lt;w:dontgrowautofit/&gt;   &lt;/w:Compatibility&gt;   &lt;w:browserlevel&gt;MicrosoftInternetExplorer4&lt;/w:BrowserLevel&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:latentstyles deflockedstate="false" latentstylecount="156"&gt;  &lt;/w:LatentStyles&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;style&gt; &lt;!--  /* Font Definitions */  @font-face 	{font-family:Tahoma; 	panose-1:2 11 6 4 3 5 4 4 2 4; 	mso-font-charset:0; 	mso-generic-font-family:swiss; 	mso-font-pitch:variable; 	mso-font-signature:-520078593 -1073717157 41 0 66047 0;} @font-face 	{font-family:"Segoe UI"; 	panose-1:2 11 5 2 4 2 4 2 2 3; 	mso-font-charset:0; 	mso-generic-font-family:swiss; 	mso-font-pitch:variable; 	mso-font-signature:-536861953 -1073733541 9 0 479 0;} @font-face 	{font-family:Georgia; 	panose-1:2 4 5 2 5 4 5 2 3 3; 	mso-font-charset:0; 	mso-generic-font-family:roman; 	mso-font-pitch:variable; 	mso-font-signature:647 0 0 0 159 0;}  /* Style Definitions */  p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal 	{mso-style-parent:""; 	margin:0in; 	margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:12.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";} p.ecmsonormal, li.ecmsonormal, div.ecmsonormal 	{mso-style-name:ec_msonormal; 	margin-top:0in; 	margin-right:0in; 	margin-bottom:16.2pt; 	margin-left:0in; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:12.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";} @page Section1 	{size:8.5in 11.0in; 	margin:1.0in 1.25in 1.0in 1.25in; 	mso-header-margin:.5in; 	mso-footer-margin:.5in; 	mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 	{page:Section1;} --&gt; &lt;/style&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable 	{mso-style-name:"Table Normal"; 	mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; 	mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; 	mso-style-noshow:yes; 	mso-style-parent:""; 	mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt; 	mso-para-margin:0in; 	mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:10.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-ansi-language:#0400; 	mso-fareast-language:#0400; 	mso-bidi-language:#0400;} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="ecmsonormal" style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; text-align: center; -moz-background-clip: border; -moz-background-origin: padding; -moz-background-inline-policy: continuous;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia;font-size:15.5pt;color:black;"   &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;color:black;"  &gt;"As we grow up we learn that even the one person who wasn't supposed to let you down, probably will. You'll have your heart broken, probably more than once, and it's going to be harder every time. You'll break hearts too, so remember how it feels. You'll fight with your best friend, and lose friends you thought you'd always have. You'll blame a new love for things an old one did. You'll cry because time is passing by so fast, and you'll eventually lose somebody you couldn't picture your life without. So take too many pictures, laugh a little too much, and love like you've never been hurt, because every minute you spend angry or upset is a minute of happiness you'll never get back". " -chris carpenter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="ecmsonormal" style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; text-align: center; -moz-background-clip: border; -moz-background-origin: padding; -moz-background-inline-policy: continuous;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:10pt;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"&gt;&lt;meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"&gt;&lt;meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;link rel="File-List" href="file:///C:%5CUsers%5COwner%5CAppData%5CLocal%5CTemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt; 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-moz-background-inline-policy: continuous;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:14pt;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:10pt;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"&gt;&lt;meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"&gt;&lt;meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;link rel="File-List" href="file:///C:%5CUsers%5COwner%5CAppData%5CLocal%5CTemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:punctuationkerning/&gt;   &lt;w:validateagainstschemas/&gt;   &lt;w:saveifxmlinvalid&gt;false&lt;/w:SaveIfXMLInvalid&gt;   &lt;w:ignoremixedcontent&gt;false&lt;/w:IgnoreMixedContent&gt;   &lt;w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext&gt;false&lt;/w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText&gt; 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So take not for granted each moment of your life and you will find a reason to be happy each day.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="ecmsonormal" style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: border; -moz-background-origin: padding; -moz-background-inline-policy: continuous;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Corbel;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"&gt;&lt;meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"&gt;&lt;meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;link rel="File-List" href="file:///C:%5CUsers%5COwner%5CAppData%5CLocal%5CTemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:punctuationkerning/&gt; 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	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-ansi-language:#0400; 	mso-fareast-language:#0400; 	mso-bidi-language:#0400;} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;    &lt;p class="ecmsonormal" style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: border; -moz-background-origin: padding; -moz-background-inline-policy: continuous;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:10pt;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:18pt;"  lang="EN" &gt;“Don’t let yesterday use up too much of today.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="ecmsonormal" style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: border; -moz-background-origin: padding; -moz-background-inline-policy: continuous;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:18pt;"  lang="EN" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:10pt;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"&gt;&lt;meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"&gt;&lt;meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;link rel="File-List" href="file:///C:%5CUsers%5COwner%5CAppData%5CLocal%5CTemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:punctuationkerning/&gt;   &lt;w:validateagainstschemas/&gt;   &lt;w:saveifxmlinvalid&gt;false&lt;/w:SaveIfXMLInvalid&gt;   &lt;w:ignoremixedcontent&gt;false&lt;/w:IgnoreMixedContent&gt;   &lt;w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext&gt;false&lt;/w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText&gt;   &lt;w:compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:breakwrappedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:snaptogridincell/&gt;    &lt;w:wraptextwithpunct/&gt;    &lt;w:useasianbreakrules/&gt;    &lt;w:dontgrowautofit/&gt;   &lt;/w:Compatibility&gt;   &lt;w:browserlevel&gt;MicrosoftInternetExplorer4&lt;/w:BrowserLevel&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:latentstyles deflockedstate="false" latentstylecount="156"&gt;  &lt;/w:LatentStyles&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;style&gt; &lt;!--  /* Font Definitions */  @font-face 	{font-family:"Juice ITC"; 	panose-1:4 4 4 3 4 10 2 2 2 2; 	mso-font-charset:0; 	mso-generic-font-family:decorative; 	mso-font-pitch:variable; 	mso-font-signature:3 0 0 0 1 0;} @font-face 	{font-family:"Segoe UI"; 	panose-1:2 11 5 2 4 2 4 2 2 3; 	mso-font-charset:0; 	mso-generic-font-family:swiss; 	mso-font-pitch:variable; 	mso-font-signature:-536861953 -1073733541 9 0 479 0;}  /* Style Definitions */  p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal 	{mso-style-parent:""; 	margin:0in; 	margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:12.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";} @page Section1 	{size:8.5in 11.0in; 	margin:1.0in 1.25in 1.0in 1.25in; 	mso-header-margin:.5in; 	mso-footer-margin:.5in; 	mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 	{page:Section1;} --&gt; &lt;/style&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable 	{mso-style-name:"Table Normal"; 	mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; 	mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; 	mso-style-noshow:yes; 	mso-style-parent:""; 	mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt; 	mso-para-margin:0in; 	mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:10.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-ansi-language:#0400; 	mso-fareast-language:#0400; 	mso-bidi-language:#0400;} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: border; -moz-background-origin: padding; -moz-background-inline-policy: continuous;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:14pt;"  &gt;The past is behind, learn from it. The future is ahead, prepare for it. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; text-indent: 0.5in; -moz-background-clip: border; -moz-background-origin: padding; -moz-background-inline-policy: continuous;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:14pt;"  &gt;The present is here, live it. ~President Thomas S. Monson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; text-indent: 0.5in; -moz-background-clip: border; -moz-background-origin: padding; -moz-background-inline-policy: continuous;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:14pt;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:14pt;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"&gt;&lt;meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"&gt;&lt;meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;link rel="File-List" href="file:///C:%5CUsers%5COwner%5CAppData%5CLocal%5CTemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:punctuationkerning/&gt;   &lt;w:validateagainstschemas/&gt;   &lt;w:saveifxmlinvalid&gt;false&lt;/w:SaveIfXMLInvalid&gt;   &lt;w:ignoremixedcontent&gt;false&lt;/w:IgnoreMixedContent&gt;   &lt;w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext&gt;false&lt;/w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText&gt;   &lt;w:compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:breakwrappedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:snaptogridincell/&gt;    &lt;w:wraptextwithpunct/&gt;    &lt;w:useasianbreakrules/&gt;    &lt;w:dontgrowautofit/&gt;   &lt;/w:Compatibility&gt;   &lt;w:browserlevel&gt;MicrosoftInternetExplorer4&lt;/w:BrowserLevel&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:latentstyles deflockedstate="false" latentstylecount="156"&gt;  &lt;/w:LatentStyles&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;style&gt; &lt;!--  /* Font Definitions */  @font-face 	{font-family:"Kristen ITC"; 	panose-1:3 5 5 2 4 2 2 3 2 2; 	mso-font-charset:0; 	mso-generic-font-family:script; 	mso-font-pitch:variable; 	mso-font-signature:3 0 0 0 1 0;}  /* Style Definitions */  p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal 	{mso-style-parent:""; 	margin:0in; 	margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:12.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";} @page Section1 	{size:8.5in 11.0in; 	margin:1.0in 1.25in 1.0in 1.25in; 	mso-header-margin:.5in; 	mso-footer-margin:.5in; 	mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 	{page:Section1;} --&gt; &lt;/style&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable 	{mso-style-name:"Table Normal"; 	mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; 	mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; 	mso-style-noshow:yes; 	mso-style-parent:""; 	mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt; 	mso-para-margin:0in; 	mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:10.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-ansi-language:#0400; 	mso-fareast-language:#0400; 	mso-bidi-language:#0400;} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12pt;"  &gt;“&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;Happiness&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; is what happens to us when we try to make someone else happy.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;These are just some of the quotes that inspire me to try a little harder every day to stay positive. Life is a journey and with the LDS gospel in my life it gives me the strength to stay optimistic because I know where I am going and what my potential is. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7550283711724651954-3356178479517282165?l=candywoods.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candywoods.blogspot.com/feeds/3356178479517282165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://candywoods.blogspot.com/2010/01/dont-let-yesterday-use-up-too-much-of.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550283711724651954/posts/default/3356178479517282165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550283711724651954/posts/default/3356178479517282165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candywoods.blogspot.com/2010/01/dont-let-yesterday-use-up-too-much-of.html' title='“Don’t let yesterday use up too much of today”'/><author><name>Candy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08626740608676991765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tbaWKwod094/S4Xvu_zhSfI/AAAAAAAAAH4/n__EVuJgt7Q/S220/woods+Family+2009+033.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tbaWKwod094/S0QDcnqQ_bI/AAAAAAAAAE4/1nqQycYp5r0/s72-c/Woods+Family+142.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7550283711724651954.post-4122754627225127811</id><published>2009-11-14T22:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T23:39:39.880-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Things I am thankful for!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&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;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tbaWKwod094/Sv-slph0NYI/AAAAAAAAACs/eP-VoOiBlPY/s1600-h/13437_1266234340553_1370632703_771514_6980762_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404227840670709122" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tbaWKwod094/Sv-slph0NYI/AAAAAAAAACs/eP-VoOiBlPY/s320/13437_1266234340553_1370632703_771514_6980762_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Fun Times in AZ with my nursing class for a nursing Conference!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tbaWKwod094/Sv-saYOCzeI/AAAAAAAAACk/XSVwofy7PJs/s1600-h/13437_1266234260551_1370632703_771512_4451191_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404227647045815778" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tbaWKwod094/Sv-saYOCzeI/AAAAAAAAACk/XSVwofy7PJs/s320/13437_1266234260551_1370632703_771512_4451191_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;At the hotel pool in AZ!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tbaWKwod094/Sv-qrOz6MEI/AAAAAAAAACc/J-ucKWyQbzE/s1600-h/9026_158877458444_671408444_2828512_1597157_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404225737554800706" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tbaWKwod094/Sv-qrOz6MEI/AAAAAAAAACc/J-ucKWyQbzE/s320/9026_158877458444_671408444_2828512_1597157_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being Gangsta at the Gangsta Party...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tbaWKwod094/Sv-qBGpG-qI/AAAAAAAAACM/EWdw7BB-Rco/s1600-h/8926_595050019764_193308456_34182536_3602747_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404225013807512226" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tbaWKwod094/Sv-qBGpG-qI/AAAAAAAAACM/EWdw7BB-Rco/s320/8926_595050019764_193308456_34182536_3602747_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;At the SUU football Game with the girlies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tbaWKwod094/Sv-pp0XTW_I/AAAAAAAAACE/w3EkpjrUS7g/s1600-h/7632_594506683614_193308456_34167044_2639593_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404224613763996658" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tbaWKwod094/Sv-pp0XTW_I/AAAAAAAAACE/w3EkpjrUS7g/s320/7632_594506683614_193308456_34167044_2639593_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yeah we were a little scared from the haunted hospital&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tbaWKwod094/Sv-pfdRWFoI/AAAAAAAAAB8/8w_c-H1bV6U/s1600-h/7632_594503589814_193308456_34166995_4031977_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404224435766302338" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tbaWKwod094/Sv-pfdRWFoI/AAAAAAAAAB8/8w_c-H1bV6U/s320/7632_594503589814_193308456_34166995_4031977_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I climbed a train! Does it look like I am praying?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tbaWKwod094/Sv-pYk-l2PI/AAAAAAAAAB0/mkG0iaI_ngU/s1600-h/7632_594498290434_193308456_34166769_8240006_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404224317576042738" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tbaWKwod094/Sv-pYk-l2PI/AAAAAAAAAB0/mkG0iaI_ngU/s320/7632_594498290434_193308456_34166769_8240006_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me and Britt Dawg!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tbaWKwod094/Sv-oGP1U9DI/AAAAAAAAABs/xhMTCuEY8dM/s1600-h/8926_595049895014_193308456_34182512_6038586_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404222903150769202" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tbaWKwod094/Sv-oGP1U9DI/AAAAAAAAABs/xhMTCuEY8dM/s320/8926_595049895014_193308456_34182512_6038586_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Girls at Olive Garden for Mindays birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tbaWKwod094/Sv-nS6QvvnI/AAAAAAAAABk/p9tNDUpjqY4/s1600-h/7632_594498235544_193308456_34166758_7718555_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404222021186862706" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tbaWKwod094/Sv-nS6QvvnI/AAAAAAAAABk/p9tNDUpjqY4/s320/7632_594498235544_193308456_34166758_7718555_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I am also very grateful for Measley Burritos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I thought I would write about what I am thankful for in my life! This is a time of Thanksgiving and remembering how bless we are to live in a free country!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;1. I am thankful for my family and even though they are far away I can still feel their love and support. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;2. I am thankful for nursing school and how it challenges me and will help me to progress in life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;3. I am thankful for the LDS church in my life! I am thankful for God and knowing that he is there in my life every day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;4. I am thankful for temples&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;5. I am thankful for my wonderful roommates!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;6. I am thankful for all the friends I have! Thank you for making me want to try a little harder each day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;7. I am thankful for my health!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;8. I am thankful for my mom and how hard she works! She amazes me! I love you mom!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;9. I am thankful that I have a car to drive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;10. I am thankful for having freedom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;11. I am thankful for every hard experience I have had in my life, because it has made me who I am today!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;12. I am thankful to be single because I wouldn't be able to do all the adventures I do every day, and the many more adventure that I want to have.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;So that is just some of the things I am thankful for! Live is an every day adventure worth living!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7550283711724651954-4122754627225127811?l=candywoods.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candywoods.blogspot.com/feeds/4122754627225127811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://candywoods.blogspot.com/2009/11/things-i-am-thankful-for.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550283711724651954/posts/default/4122754627225127811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550283711724651954/posts/default/4122754627225127811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candywoods.blogspot.com/2009/11/things-i-am-thankful-for.html' title='Things I am thankful for!'/><author><name>Candy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08626740608676991765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tbaWKwod094/S4Xvu_zhSfI/AAAAAAAAAH4/n__EVuJgt7Q/S220/woods+Family+2009+033.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tbaWKwod094/Sv-slph0NYI/AAAAAAAAACs/eP-VoOiBlPY/s72-c/13437_1266234340553_1370632703_771514_6980762_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7550283711724651954.post-8174890087376671508</id><published>2009-10-04T12:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T12:20:57.950-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The joys of Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tbaWKwod094/Ssj1F2DR_DI/AAAAAAAAABc/pOr_zqOinOc/s1600-h/7820_1192725189166_1559490085_30528449_1858651_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388826434906225714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tbaWKwod094/Ssj1F2DR_DI/AAAAAAAAABc/pOr_zqOinOc/s320/7820_1192725189166_1559490085_30528449_1858651_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  So I have decided that I might start to blog a little bit more because it just seems like fun. ha ha. All my friends seem to like it. So I will tell you a little bit of what I have been up to lately. I am in my last year of nursing school and I am just enjoying life. This semester in the nursing program has become my favorite so far. I am almost positive that I want to work in Labor &amp;amp; Delivery or the NICU as a nurse. I guess we will see who gives me a job first. I am getting a little bit scared that my life at SUU is coming to an end in 8 short months. Then I feel like I will have to be a real adult with a real job. Life has been good not having a job this year because I have been able to study and play with my friends more! Except the fact that I am really poor, but oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388824491338830226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tbaWKwod094/SsjzUtstEZI/AAAAAAAAABU/NzSG9L9d7jk/s320/7224_589974755634_193308456_34008558_380800_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my friends as SUU, and we always have so much fun together. I also think this year has been the best group of roommates that I have ever had. It's great to get along with all your roommates. I love them all to death. I am at home for this weekend and it has been great. It is so good to be home with your family for conference. The other good thing about coming home is that I get fed lots of good food, but then again that means I will have to hit the gym when I get home. Ha ha. It sure is nice to eat something besides burritos, tuna, and Mac&amp;amp;cheese. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388823679261829634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tbaWKwod094/SsjylcedagI/AAAAAAAAABM/2dzB__nXAAo/s320/9222_1220494147676_1088605056_30691310_8214646_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Conference is so great though. I love to listen to the voice of the prophets, apostles, and leaders of the church. This year they have been talking alot about serving others. It really is so important that we serve others, because it makes this world a more peaceful place. Well we will see if I remember to keep this blog updated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7550283711724651954-8174890087376671508?l=candywoods.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candywoods.blogspot.com/feeds/8174890087376671508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://candywoods.blogspot.com/2009/10/joys-of-life.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550283711724651954/posts/default/8174890087376671508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550283711724651954/posts/default/8174890087376671508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candywoods.blogspot.com/2009/10/joys-of-life.html' title='The joys of Life'/><author><name>Candy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08626740608676991765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tbaWKwod094/S4Xvu_zhSfI/AAAAAAAAAH4/n__EVuJgt7Q/S220/woods+Family+2009+033.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tbaWKwod094/Ssj1F2DR_DI/AAAAAAAAABc/pOr_zqOinOc/s72-c/7820_1192725189166_1559490085_30528449_1858651_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7550283711724651954.post-238605080113638119</id><published>2009-01-09T23:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T00:11:28.975-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lovely Bunch of Weekends</title><content type='html'>Well it's the weekend and I'm quite happy about it. I probably should read about twenty chapters this weekend but I really don't know if it's going to happen! I made it through my first week of school and it has been great but probably because the first week of school is the easiest. SO BOO on school. I probably won't be saying that when I graduate but for now it's hard. I am just learning to enjoy the journey and be grateful that I am in the nursing program. I give much thanks to Brittany my wonderful &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;roommate&lt;/span&gt;/friend/boss/family member for helping create this blog. Amen....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289573406009195202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tbaWKwod094/SWhW_MaH-sI/AAAAAAAAABE/n-oZxI0f2dc/s320/halloween+08+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;                                                     Beginning of Halloween Adventures... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;                      &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289573397960982146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tbaWKwod094/SWhW-ubR_oI/AAAAAAAAAA8/AGwjjnUHl08/s320/halloween+08+036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289573390887567682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tbaWKwod094/SWhW-UE2QUI/AAAAAAAAAA0/WjoHajdJXy0/s320/halloween+08+021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289573386715433202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tbaWKwod094/SWhW-EiIiPI/AAAAAAAAAAs/EDonlI40BRY/s320/halloween+08+028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7550283711724651954-238605080113638119?l=candywoods.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candywoods.blogspot.com/feeds/238605080113638119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://candywoods.blogspot.com/2009/01/lovely-bunch-of-weekends.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550283711724651954/posts/default/238605080113638119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7550283711724651954/posts/default/238605080113638119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candywoods.blogspot.com/2009/01/lovely-bunch-of-weekends.html' title='Lovely Bunch of Weekends'/><author><name>Candy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08626740608676991765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tbaWKwod094/S4Xvu_zhSfI/AAAAAAAAAH4/n__EVuJgt7Q/S220/woods+Family+2009+033.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tbaWKwod094/SWhW_MaH-sI/AAAAAAAAABE/n-oZxI0f2dc/s72-c/halloween+08+006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
