tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-187645432024-03-19T04:37:27.920-07:00The Fairytale ContinuedLizziehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01650262335235959974noreply@blogger.comBlogger90125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18764543.post-69157111705832761032013-02-13T07:45:00.001-08:002013-02-13T07:45:20.580-08:00Bittersweet<p>After 3 years of hoping and 1 year of trying we finally got pregnant. The weekend before we found out I was talking with my mom and sister saying how I didn't think I would ever get pregnant. At our first ultrasound they said that I should be 9 weeks along but I was only measuring at 5 and a half. So Monday when we went in it was either going to be the day that we announce we're pregnant or the day we found out that our baby has passed away. I am sad to say that it was the latter. So today after I'm done with work I get to go home, and take some pills to help the baby pass. I understand that the baby is not growing anymore but a part of me feels like this afternoon I have to administer my own abortion. It sucks. I don't think it is quite hit me yet the pain I'll go through this afternoon, and I don't know if I am ready emotionally and physically for what will happen. But I don't know if there's ever really a way to prepare a woman for what she has to go through when she has a miscarriage. I know everything will be okay. I know it's better that this happened when I was only 8 weeks along. I know that 20 to 40 percent of pregnancies end in miscarriage so I am not alone. And thankfully we know now that we can get pregnant. I know that the Lord has a plan for us. I just hope I can make it til after my appointments to start crying.</p>
Lizziehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01650262335235959974noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18764543.post-57121770404422674492012-01-26T21:59:00.000-08:002012-01-26T21:59:13.240-08:00Well, for the past 15 months I have been going to school at Paul Mitchell the School St George. It has been wonderful! The school has what they call a "Be Nice Culture" that is the best thing ever. It encourages everyone to be happy and energetic and loving and everything else I love. I totally fit in. I was able to work really hard and have a ton of fun! Today I graduated and I am kinda sad. I am going to miss it. I made a lot of great lifelong friends. I learned from being there that I have a love for teaching. So as much as I am going to miss the school, I am going to use this next year to learn as much as I can to be prepared to be a teacher there someday. I can't wait! I am going to start working at a salon called Lunatic Fringe. It is a great salon here in St George. I am going to be an assistant for the next couple months as I build up my clientele. The salon is great because it emphasizes education. I will get to have trainings all the time and I will get to be involved with fashion shows and photo shoots. It will be SO fun. I can't believe I will be paid to hang out with friends and play with their hair. BEST JOB EVER! I am so blessed that Sam let me go to school and have the time of my life. He is so great and has supported me the whole way. Life is great. We are loving St George! We are going to be here for a long time.
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Way to go Sam! Next time you better take me with you! <br /><br /><br /><iframe width="480" height="295" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/vP2iCPjVe_0?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowFullScreen=""></iframe>Lizziehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01650262335235959974noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18764543.post-92116649657697179572011-04-09T23:48:00.000-07:002011-04-09T23:48:47.018-07:00I like you teethSo Sam and I went to a sealing today of some good friends in our ward. While waiting for them to come out of the temple I saw some pretty Snap Dragon flowers. I told Sam that they were my favorite flower when I was a kid. I used to spend HOURS playing with them pretending that they were people or animals talking to me. I told Sam I could make these flowers talk and since he had never seen them EVER in his life (which I think is so surprising) I told him I would show him. He got really close and I didn't understand why until after I opened and closed the flower. He said that he got close because he thought they were really going to make noise/talk. We opened up one of them and it looked like it had teeth. We got the brilliant idea to make a movie out of them talking. Here it is :)<br /><br /><br /><iframe width="425" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/6_B5Tm98qYc?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowFullScreen=""></iframe>Lizziehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01650262335235959974noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18764543.post-20731817621084733432011-03-09T06:15:00.001-08:002011-03-09T06:15:59.371-08:00Redbox fun<object classid="clsid:d27cdb6e-ae6d-11cf-96b8-444553540000" codebase="http://fpdownload.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=8,0,0,0" width="250" height="200" id="ConsumerWidget" align="middle"><param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"/><param name="movie" value="http://redbox.tellapal.com/a/wgt/s7VrF"/><param name="bgcolor" value="#ffffff"/><param name="wmode" value="transparent"/><param name="quality" value="high"/><embed wmode="transparent" src="http://redbox.tellapal.com/a/wgt/s7VrF" quality="high" bgcolor="#ffffff" width="250" height="200" name="ConsumerWidget" align="middle" allowScriptAccess="always" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"></embed></object><p><a href="http://redbox.tellapal.com/a/clk/s7VrF" target="_blank"></a></p><br /><br />Sam and I love to pick up a Redbox and relax at home after a long day so this is a fun way to maybe get our Redbox for free :)Lizziehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01650262335235959974noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18764543.post-29856753843336793052011-03-07T13:56:00.000-08:002011-03-07T14:14:57.339-08:00NASCAR<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgg1iOFk-16iUZroXl-2-kI1LjMtSK5JJTIYxk5fSkZuIe_YEQCU346gwq5RaycdRBAR8mPCrmsEUBoC_teU91doImKYeed-fRt7rjQ9mSrcgixL1yJyhpvJZdhnGOH1audchM-KQ/s1600/mail.jpeg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgg1iOFk-16iUZroXl-2-kI1LjMtSK5JJTIYxk5fSkZuIe_YEQCU346gwq5RaycdRBAR8mPCrmsEUBoC_teU91doImKYeed-fRt7rjQ9mSrcgixL1yJyhpvJZdhnGOH1audchM-KQ/s320/mail.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581464944800240178" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgb0pKW3MoZxbdbNQjwS-0OFQTtpUWzBMBmfeYB8GcyFYJPVPaoj66t1UBVEukBJlSVm7EMmByYRA06Jlci_Y300B22ZIP9rL1cTFulp6VIgZq1JzEXLovF15sTysoha5vgLx2cAg/s1600/mail.jpeg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 222px; height: 166px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgb0pKW3MoZxbdbNQjwS-0OFQTtpUWzBMBmfeYB8GcyFYJPVPaoj66t1UBVEukBJlSVm7EMmByYRA06Jlci_Y300B22ZIP9rL1cTFulp6VIgZq1JzEXLovF15sTysoha5vgLx2cAg/s320/mail.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581464942093272930" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg06SLRwE7Cd7wHiTGjwVDBr_UxfwQ-KdpF1QRny3iDJnSYjdFI8BM6DcTnuwwBWihowNbtK41TN2v-PP8iGhRXceFxsrFdB8qZAk7HWXAd1dvF2OeVZRU7RAPt7xjPYLvsizmYFw/s1600/mail.jpeg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg06SLRwE7Cd7wHiTGjwVDBr_UxfwQ-KdpF1QRny3iDJnSYjdFI8BM6DcTnuwwBWihowNbtK41TN2v-PP8iGhRXceFxsrFdB8qZAk7HWXAd1dvF2OeVZRU7RAPt7xjPYLvsizmYFw/s320/mail.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581464935052960962" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrFV2Sd4EYPvg1C_OSOi-vLgUHPDvoFeDdFt_EyVDDniauEUsAKAe-CIr15I8NnDaU1-vFC_m8DoEOGvU6pevIvnEu_GDXY1BfnbdAfu7CcRdbTvBYyb3thyI8Y8HZjXJZIv5W4g/s1600/mail.jpeg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrFV2Sd4EYPvg1C_OSOi-vLgUHPDvoFeDdFt_EyVDDniauEUsAKAe-CIr15I8NnDaU1-vFC_m8DoEOGvU6pevIvnEu_GDXY1BfnbdAfu7CcRdbTvBYyb3thyI8Y8HZjXJZIv5W4g/s320/mail.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581464936797877202" /></a><br />This weekend was wonderful! We went down to Vegas and met up with Karen and Rob for the races. We all had a blast! We went out to eat a couple times to some buffets. One night to Sam's Town for seafood buffet night and one night to Palace Station. The food was amazing at Palace Station. We will be going back! We had little Owen, Sam's cousin, with us too. When we were in line for the buffet he pat my tummy and said "you have a baby in your tummy. This is how a tummy feels when there is a baby in there." Well... I don't have any big news I am announcing other than I will be hitting the gym and starting a diet this week :) Aww the truthfulness of children. We went to both the Saturday and the Sunday NASCAR races. They were SOO fun! We had great seats where we could see the whole track. I didn't really know if I could get into watching NASCAR with the cars just going fast and turning left and all but it is really starting to grow on me. I guess I am starting to turn a little redneck. I'm ok with that because Sam loves going and I love seeing him so happy. It is also VERY fun to watch him with his mom. He loves her so much and totally takes care of her the best he can when we are with her. I am glad we were able to spend some time with her. It was a GREAT weekend. Well that's about it for today. I will fill you all in more soon.Lizziehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01650262335235959974noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18764543.post-83583960208071155892011-01-10T10:11:00.000-08:002011-01-11T07:28:00.901-08:00FUNraising!!!<!--StartFragment--> <p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"><span style="font-size:14.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt;">Paul Mitchell The School: St George </span><span style="font-size:14.0pt;mso-bidi- mso-bidi-Trebuchet MS"font-family:";font-size:36.0pt;">Annual FUNraising Campaign</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center;mso-pagination:none; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"><span style="mso-bidi-mso-bidi-Trebuchet MS"font-family:";font-size:15.0pt;">Through our three-month annual "FUNraising" campaign, Paul Mitchell Schools have raised over $4.6 million for charitable organizations. Grassroots, dollar-by-dollar events like cut-a-thons, fashion shows, bake sales, and Casual for a Cause days have raised enough money to build two homes with Habitat for Humanity; feed thousands of African orphans; and support the victims of AIDS, breast cancer, homelessness, hurricanes, abuse, and hundreds of other causes.<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpFirst" style="text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1"><span style="font-family:"Courier New";mso-fareast-font-family:"Courier New"; mso-bidi-Courier New"font-family:";"><span style="mso-list:Ignore">o<span style="font:7.0pt "Times New Roman""> </span></span></span>Giving a little means A LOT!</p> <p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1"><span style="font-family:"Courier New";mso-fareast-font-family:"Courier New"; mso-bidi-Courier New"font-family:";"><span style="mso-list:Ignore">o<span style="font:7.0pt "Times New Roman""> </span></span></span>Many different Charities to choose from</p> <p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1"><span style="font-family:"Courier New";mso-fareast-font-family:"Courier New"; mso-bidi-Courier New"font-family:";"><span style="mso-list:Ignore">o<span style="font:7.0pt "Times New Roman""> </span></span></span>Tax deductable donations</p> <p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1"><span style="font-family:"Courier New";mso-fareast-font-family:"Courier New"; mso-bidi-Courier New"font-family:";"><span style="mso-list:Ignore">o<span style="font:7.0pt "Times New Roman""> </span></span></span>Future Professionals raise the majority of the money through a personal touch with businesses like yours</p> <p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpLast" style="text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1"><span style="font-family:"Courier New";mso-fareast-font-family:"Courier New"; mso-bidi-Courier New"font-family:";"><span style="mso-list:Ignore">o<span style="font:7.0pt "Times New Roman""> </span></span></span>$25 donation today</p><p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpLast" style="text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1">If I reach my personal goal of $3000 then I get to present a big check to the Charities at a huge event. I also will have an opportunity to advance my career by having a 2 day hands on training with the best in the business. Please help me fulfill my dream and give to charity at the same time!</p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p>If you would like to mail in a donation please make the check payable to the charity of your choice.</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Comment and let me know if you are sending a check and I will give you my address...</p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">Below are the Charities with their Tax ID numbers.</p> <p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"><span style="font-size:16.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt;"><o:p> </o:p></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-size:27px;">Thank you so much for your caring contribution!</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none; text-autospace:none"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight:normal"><span style="font-size:10.0pt;mso-bidi-mso-bidi-Trebuchet MS"font-family:";font-size:36.0pt;"><o:p> </o:p></span></b></p> <p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center;mso-pagination:none; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"><span style="mso-bidi-mso-bidi-Trebuchet MS"font-family:";font-size:36.0pt;">Paul Mitchell Schools FUNraising Campaign<o:p></o:p></span></b></p> <p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center;mso-pagination:none; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"><span style="mso-bidi-mso-bidi-Trebuchet MS"font-family:";font-size:36.0pt;">2011 Supported Organizations & Tax ID Numbers<o:p></o:p></span></b></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none; text-autospace:none"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight:normal"><span style="font-size:10.0pt;mso-bidi-mso-bidi-Trebuchet MS"font-family:";font-size:36.0pt;">Andrew Gomez Dream Foundation<o:p></o:p></span></b></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none; text-autospace:none"><span style="font-size:10.0pt;mso-bidi- mso-bidi-Trebuchet MS"font-family:";font-size:15.0pt;">The Andrew Gomez Dream Foundation was designed to provide educational opportunities and financial assistance to future professionals and new salon professionals - opportunities they probably would not otherwise have for many years to come. The Foundation also donates funds to cosmetologists and cosmetology-related enterprises that are disadvantaged or facing hardship. Tax <i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal">ID: 54-2125128</i></span><span style="font-size:10.0pt;mso-bidi- mso-bidi-Trebuchet MS"font-family:";font-size:36.0pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none; text-autospace:none"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight:normal"><span style="font-size:10.0pt;mso-bidi-mso-bidi-Trebuchet MS"font-family:";font-size:36.0pt;">Children's Miracle Network<o:p></o:p></span></b></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none; text-autospace:none"><span style="font-size:10.0pt;mso-bidi- mso-bidi-Trebuchet MS"font-family:";font-size:15.0pt;">CHILDREN'S MIRACLE NETWORK creates miracles by funding medical care, research, and education that saves and improves the lives of 17 million children each year. Countless individuals, organizations, and media partners unite with the 170 Children's Miracle Network hospitals to help sick and injured kids in local communities. <i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal">Tax ID: 87-0387205</i></span><span style="font-size:10.0pt;mso-bidi-mso-bidi-Trebuchet MS"font-family:";font-size:36.0pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none; text-autospace:none"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight:normal"><span style="font-size:10.0pt;mso-bidi-mso-bidi-Trebuchet MS"font-family:";font-size:36.0pt;">Food 4 Africa<o:p></o:p></span></b></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none; text-autospace:none"><span style="font-size:10.0pt;mso-bidi- mso-bidi-Trebuchet MS"font-family:";font-size:15.0pt;">FOOD 4 AFRICA is committed to supplying at least one vitamin- and mineral-enriched meal each day to the children of South Africa, where the HIV/AIDS epidemic has left countless numbers of orphaned children and more than a million preschool children do not receive sufficient food. <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none; text-autospace:none"><i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"><span style="font-size:10.0pt;mso-bidi-mso-bidi-Trebuchet MS"font-family:";font-size:15.0pt;">Tax ID: <span style="mso-tab-count:1"> </span>COM. 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By working with local sponsors, Dolly has now mailed over 30 million books in her efforts to encourage all children to Dream More, Learn More, Care More, and Be More! <i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal">Tax ID: 62-1348105</i><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:10.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <!--EndFragment-->Lizziehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01650262335235959974noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18764543.post-69790626042334388192010-12-15T23:26:00.000-08:002010-12-16T00:05:09.287-08:00Really....it's Christmas time already?Wow time is FLYING!!! Since the last real post I made I have started school (which I LOVE), we celebrated our first anniversary and we had a very fun Thanksgiving in SLC area. I have been waiting to post because I wanted to put up pictures from our little trip we took for our anniversary. I still don't have the pictures off of Sam's camera yet... but I will keep trying to get them. We had so much fun. <div>On Sunday Nov 7, 2010 we started our day by going to sacrament at the spanish branch near our house. It was testimony meeting and the spirit was so strong. There is just something special about listening to testimonies in your mission language. We felt the spirit SO strong! I would love to go there every week it was so incredible. We then started our drive to Las Vegas. In the 2 days we were there we went to the Ferrari exhibition, multiple buffets, the free Treasure Island show, (which we didn't really like) the Lion habitat to see the little lions, the M&M 3D movie, the Rio vocal performance, went to the Pawn Stars pawn shop, the V Variety show, lots of window shopping and the AMAZING Tournament of Kings. We tried to fit in everything we could. We had a blast! We felt like our Sunday to Monday get away was a real vacation. I am so lucky to have married such an incredible man. I love Sam so much! He brings so much fun and excitement to my life. He is the hardest worker, honest and full of so much integrity. I know that I am going to be taken care of for the rest of my life. He left the next Thursday for the weekend. Before he left, while I was at school, he put flower petals from the front door to our bedroom where he put Hershey hugs and kisses all over our floor and had written a love note for me and put it on our bed. It was so sweet it made me cry. I am a lucky girl! Yay for making it through the first of MANY wonderful years of marriage!!!<div>I am loving school so much! Paul Mitchell is all about forward focused thinking and positiveness. I love going to school everyday knowing it will be fun and that I will leave having felt inspired to be a better person and feeling excited for my future. I know that there are SO many exciting things to come in our future. Like I hinted on my last post, I am raising money for the Children's Miracle Network so that I can open doors to my future by being one of the first 50 future professionals to raise $3000. I know I can do it! If you feel inspired to donate I can tell you how. I've been told that if I do it I could advance my career 5 years. </div></div><div>I was so lucky to have had the chance to go up north to be with family for Thanksgiving. I LOVE my family. I LOVE spending time with them. I LOVE being with them and having my cute husband there. I love feeling complete. I love playing with my kids up there. I got to play with Claire and take her shopping with me and be her best friend again. I have missed that. She broke my heart when she told me "no one lives at the house since you left me." I can't wait to see her and her whole family over Christmas in New Mexico. I am so blessed in my life! I am so grateful to my Savior for His life and love. I know His church is here on the Earth and I am so blessed to be a part of it. I know that I will be with my family for all eternity and that brings me the greatest joy in my life. I am so glad that it is Christmas time so that I can share in the joy of the season and the birth of the Savior with the rest of the world. Merry early Christmas!!!</div>Lizziehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01650262335235959974noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18764543.post-76636248260292961412010-12-11T22:28:00.001-08:002010-12-11T22:28:47.180-08:00Oh how I want to win this...http://paulmitchell.edu/blog/first-50-future-professionals-opportunityLizziehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01650262335235959974noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18764543.post-76828121727357305692010-09-19T19:33:00.000-07:002010-09-19T19:50:10.329-07:00Triathlon?<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCPD-dwmGepGLKaSVyHihtglzY9XAhFxOdOiE4NeBufx7EC3Ny7wb9XmdTLDwyIunH8So7D7UTj92e69z2WDRRo_BLtx53hPXzszfwDwnfug6oNE3EuvKmUpHwVkRzJtSq04k91w/s1600/pit+stop+beauty.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCPD-dwmGepGLKaSVyHihtglzY9XAhFxOdOiE4NeBufx7EC3Ny7wb9XmdTLDwyIunH8So7D7UTj92e69z2WDRRo_BLtx53hPXzszfwDwnfug6oNE3EuvKmUpHwVkRzJtSq04k91w/s320/pit+stop+beauty.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518822070222723330" /></a>Here I am after my first 5K. I survived.<div><br />Last Friday for work we set up a booth at the sign up spot for the Kokopelli Triathlon. I started talking to the tough people planning to do the race and decided that I want to start training to do one as well. For the past week I have woken up with Sam and he has dropped me off at the clubhouse to work out. I have been doing around 8 miles a day so when I heard the sprint triathlon is 13 miles I decided that it was possible for me to do. I can do it! I think that the hardest part is going to be the half mile swim. I'm excited though :) </div><div>What advice do you have for someone training for a Tri?</div><div>Do you have any advice on what food would help me train as well?</div>Lizziehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01650262335235959974noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18764543.post-55229667967213084182010-09-10T07:09:00.000-07:002010-09-10T07:28:45.555-07:00Life in St GeorgeWell we have been in St George for almost a month now. We are living in my parents condo and it is SO fun to have our own place for the first time since we got married. We are having fun getting to know one another again. With all the changes it almost feels like we just got married. It is hard to explain. I feel bad though because we have already made some INCREDIBLE new friends but I keep ditching out on them when they invite us to hang out because I always just want to be with Sam. I just hope that they will be my friend when I am ready to have friends again. Has anyone else ever felt this way? All I want to do in my free time is be with Sam because we can.<div>As for jobs, Sam's job that he had in New Mexico has a branch here in St George and he was able to be hired on here. There is A LOT of work to be done. They do things very different here in the company and it is taking a little adjusting. I got a job at Del Sol at the outlet mall. The owner is the nicest lady and we get along very well. She hired me on as the Marketing Manager. It is fun trying to figure out the area and what will work best to get people into the store. Especially since I haven't ever done marketing before. I am doing that only part time. I have been waiting to hear back from two other jobs to see if I could find a full time job until school starts. They are taking their sweet time to get back to me but I can wait. </div><div>I start school at the Paul Mitchell Academy on November 2. I am SO excited to start. I know that I have always wanted to learn and being here with an opportunity like Paul Mitchell Academy so close, I had to do it. I am still going to get my bachelors degree but the program that I am going to do doesn't start until Fall 2011. So next year around this time I will be pulling double duty with Paul Mitchell and Dixie at night. I'm sure I will be able to do it. Sam is considering going back to school and we are hoping that he will get a scholarship. I'm sure he will with his straight A's. </div><div>We are doing great. We miss our family and friends in New Mexico. I still tear up sometimes when I think about my nieces and nephew that I don't get to see everyday now. But we are happy here. We feel like we are home in this beautiful home. Maybe I will be able to post more often...</div>Lizziehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01650262335235959974noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18764543.post-86070476830714654152010-07-29T21:49:00.000-07:002010-07-29T21:59:50.257-07:00Making the choice...I am thinking that I have made a decision... but first I will tell you what has led me to it. I received a phone call from the Paul Mitchell school and they informed me that because of my FAFSA status, I am eligible for a grant of $11,000 from the government. That is five times what I am receiving for Dixie State. I also was able to find a bachelors program at Dixie that is an 18 month program and is one night a week and some online. I decided, knowing those new factors, that we will move to St George as planned on August 13th. I will look for a full time job and work there to save money til November 2 when I will start at Paul Mitchell school. I will study there for a year. In fall 2011 I will begin my 18 month Organization and Leadership Bachelors program. I will be overlapping the end of hair school and Dixie but since it is a one night a week program, I should be fine. Then when I graduate from hair school I will be able to work full time and be able to pay for the half of Dixie my scholarship doesn't pay for. I feel this way I will be able to receive my bachelors and have a career at the same time. We will see how it goes!<div><br /></div>Lizziehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01650262335235959974noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18764543.post-74571836518920920742010-07-25T22:34:00.001-07:002010-07-25T22:34:18.748-07:00St George...HERE WE COME!!!I am so excited to announce that Sam and I have decided to move to beautiful St George, Utah! I received a half tuition scholarship to Dixie State College and then Pell Grants that will pay for the rest of the tuition, fees, and books. I have always wanted to finish my Bachelors Degree and I am excited to be able to do it for free :) The original goal was to go to school and while doing the classes to get a double degree in Spanish and Psychology to also do my pre-requisites for Occupational Therapy graduate school. That could still be an option but as I have been registering for classes I have noticed how far behind I am in the science and math areas. They are my hardest subjects and if I continue in the occupation I would have to do lots of those kinds of classes. When we get there, I am going to do some volunteer work with an occupational therapist and find out if that is what I want to do. If it seems to be my dream job, then I will be able to endure all the crazy hard classes. That would mean that I would be in school for the next 5 years. The hard part about that is Sam and I are hoping to start a family in about 2 years which would mean I would probably have a kid right as I start graduate school. That scares me a little because I don't want to be a bad mom or bad a school. But like I said earlier, if i realize it is what I want to do for the rest of my life, then I know I will be able to do it. <div>Lately, I have gotten the idea in my head that I would really enjoy beauty school. I love people and make-up and hair and talking so I think I would enjoy it a lot. :) The downsides to going is the price, $11,000-$20,000, and the possibility of maybe not achieving my lifetime goal of attaining a Bachelors degree. It would be so fun to be able to open my own salon and be able to possibly work from home. We would be able to start our family sooner and I would be able possibly make my own hours. I would even possibly go to a massage therapy school so that I could be a triple threat in the beauty world. It is interesting to me that I am thinking of going to these schools for the first time in my life when I am 25. All growing up I have done people's hair and given massages but now I am feeling it is time to actually learn what I am doing. I kinda wish I wouldn't have wasted so much time to go to a beauty school. Then I wouldn't have to be making this choice when my choice affects another person. </div><div>My question of the day to all who reads this is what would you do if you knew you would enjoy hair school and would most likely be very successful at it but to go you would have to give up a full ride scholarship at a college where you would be able to achieve your lifelong goal of receiving my bachelors? Choices, choices and no idea what to do....time to get down on my knees and figure out what the Lord wants me to do.</div>Lizziehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01650262335235959974noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18764543.post-91751654628406795712010-06-16T23:31:00.000-07:002010-06-16T23:31:39.178-07:00Goggle Girl, oh how I love you!<object style="background-image:url(http://i3.ytimg.com/vi/j7xeSG7S9J8/hqdefault.jpg)" width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/j7xeSG7S9J8&hl=en_US&fs=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/j7xeSG7S9J8&hl=en_US&fs=1" width="425" height="344" allowscriptaccess="never" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"></embed></object>Lizziehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01650262335235959974noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18764543.post-90086529930588870582010-05-02T21:39:00.000-07:002010-05-02T22:09:50.931-07:00My night at the gas station<div><div>So, all of you are wondering, "why would Lizzie go spend the night at a gas station in the middle of nowhere? We knew she was crazy but why this?" Great questions! Well, it has always been a childhood dream of mine to sleep at a gas station. Being surrounded by all that food and random people, who wouldn't want to do that? JK. The real reason is that Sam's mom is part owner of the Lybrook Mercantile, a little trading post, gas station and laundry mat. She had the chance to go up to BYU for Woman's Conference and so she needed a substitute for her at the store. Sam worked there last summer so he helped his mom out.</div><div><div>Ever since I found out about the store, I have been told all the crazy stories about how many times it has been broken into. Since we were going to work there in the morning, it was our great opportunity to sleep over and be the night guards. It was great at first because we got to go around the store and pick out whatever we wanted to eat and not have to pay for it. For all of you who know me know two of my favorite things are food and saving money, so I was ecstatic! We had a great dinner of corn on the cob that I had brought with us and a Bomb burrito that we shared. Doesn't a Bomb burrito just scream gas station dinner? We got ready for bed and I was the only one that was awake enough to watch a movie so we put it on. Sam's sister Tiffany was out so fast and Sam was right behind her. So it was just me, my movie and all the scary noises at the store. I woke Sam up the first time to ask him if the noise I was hearing was normal. He mumbled a yes and was out again as soon as he answered. The whole movie I was so nervous and after wasn't any better. Finally, I woke Sam up again to ask,"So, what do I do if I do hear someone break in?" Sam," Wake me up." Me,"And then what?" Sam," I will go find something hard to hit them with." Me in my head,"That doesn't sound like a thought out plan to me at all!" but it had to be enough. Eventually, I fell asleep after a long time of being scared. Then I woke up in the morning and everything was fine :) Haha, Wow, that was a very anti-climatic story. Sorry about that. I guess it is a good thing that it all turned out ok. It was fun though. It was as if I was in my own scary story in my head all night.</div><div>So, that folks is my story. I hope you liked it.</div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqSZDu_Z9zGluKVZL8JuT1qk-ONsUKk7_vuxERMromRuxMIItU8U7dkP9zjvzxNA_1rod-7zjysU-M7e62LULeU_jWRJ2-XP8hfVdqOHEKfvyRgaOKfrS_AFNpl1DiuMBLDV9TVg/s1600/2010-04-04+18.23.40.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqSZDu_Z9zGluKVZL8JuT1qk-ONsUKk7_vuxERMromRuxMIItU8U7dkP9zjvzxNA_1rod-7zjysU-M7e62LULeU_jWRJ2-XP8hfVdqOHEKfvyRgaOKfrS_AFNpl1DiuMBLDV9TVg/s320/2010-04-04+18.23.40.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466906335314217250" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px; " /></a>The Firework stand we will work in the summer</div></div></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg05m1hhrK_dAFSQkjKkSFhx5vlVmnlHDXshdE1JwYp_0DXz0_xS5GpkNIpTTTRpCX3kgarmceewpxwMSs-oPW1YQi8BbJm7vsTwAjIdoGkxFiDHKsIiJwtxEqa63zH65TzM344aA/s1600/2010-04-04+18.23.17.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg05m1hhrK_dAFSQkjKkSFhx5vlVmnlHDXshdE1JwYp_0DXz0_xS5GpkNIpTTTRpCX3kgarmceewpxwMSs-oPW1YQi8BbJm7vsTwAjIdoGkxFiDHKsIiJwtxEqa63zH65TzM344aA/s320/2010-04-04+18.23.17.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466905373037089250" /></a>The Laundrymat<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZK5P38XJLkxVqqChrnK8s2iX6r358czQTRPwHcd8nghIaYSO2i-JXCUMisGyrbX7oJsRfxRpKgUAUVBM9V2Sh6QzAlausI0ZWRPatuKGmCWmKv9KHC7GvzlkZO3vPM18LMC7iow/s1600/2010-04-04+18.23.09.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZK5P38XJLkxVqqChrnK8s2iX6r358czQTRPwHcd8nghIaYSO2i-JXCUMisGyrbX7oJsRfxRpKgUAUVBM9V2Sh6QzAlausI0ZWRPatuKGmCWmKv9KHC7GvzlkZO3vPM18LMC7iow/s320/2010-04-04+18.23.09.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466905369333761602" /></a>A view of the inside of the store<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDntR5gVMtm2Dy5vHXZX_Cw0PrmJVw_Pi6jMuj2dp4IWVFcbeFQoUE7eKG_7Re2q-AKAkZec0UV6dzfSDiHZg6XiNMIx3taA-gyRdwQPHQ-FcbRfw6vpIad1f9vR3wnuiKr04cTg/s1600/2010-04-04+18.21.27.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDntR5gVMtm2Dy5vHXZX_Cw0PrmJVw_Pi6jMuj2dp4IWVFcbeFQoUE7eKG_7Re2q-AKAkZec0UV6dzfSDiHZg6XiNMIx3taA-gyRdwQPHQ-FcbRfw6vpIad1f9vR3wnuiKr04cTg/s320/2010-04-04+18.21.27.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466905360311985330" /></a>The outside of the Lybrook Mercantile. It's for sell if you are in the market for an old trading post in the middle of New Mexico. Just let me know if you are interested :)<div><div><br /></div></div>Lizziehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01650262335235959974noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18764543.post-60809451642166908822010-04-05T19:57:00.000-07:002010-04-05T20:27:49.796-07:00$36,000 or School<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNIn_U_IyXC18HGrmyoN5N8D5lUcQscQbgqXspxzLKu4BNdJougk2lhC9KXPVko7OJBuXcaG8XfZWThdl9TZnEIYmWxbfawSsucqhusWyqfOhtkaboPZnkOzhg5E8_cResC1w-Pg/s1600/OperaHouse-49.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNIn_U_IyXC18HGrmyoN5N8D5lUcQscQbgqXspxzLKu4BNdJougk2lhC9KXPVko7OJBuXcaG8XfZWThdl9TZnEIYmWxbfawSsucqhusWyqfOhtkaboPZnkOzhg5E8_cResC1w-Pg/s320/OperaHouse-49.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456860062054133346" /></a><div>I was just looking at my sister's blog and she had a link to a treatment that she wants to do for her daughter. I read into it and it sounds AMAZING!!! I then looked at the price. Not only is the treatment in Germany so it would cost a bit to get over but the treatment alone would cost $36,000. After reading the difference it has made in many other people, I feel more than anything that it would work for our little Whitney. She was born with cerebral palsy due to an embiotic embolism at birth. With this treatment, there is possibility that she would have better chances of speaking or walking or sitting or eating on her own. We have such high hopes for her. When you are around her you can tell that she understands what is going on around her but she just can't get her body to react to how she feels. It is like she is trapped. She is such a trooper though. She is so happy and brings so much light to our lives. I would love to be able to help her out. The only problem is that I am way too poor to help her out. At least now I see a number to work for. I know someday she will be able to do it. Maybe it is better that she can't go yet because I am not an occupational therapist yet and can't be there to work with her for free everyday. I love my sister and her family. Steph is such a great example to me and always has been. She was there at my plays and pageants. She was THE MOST AMAZING maid of honor for my wedding and did WAY too much. She is always there when I need to cry (which is often) But I have never really been there for her with Whit. I was on my mission when it happened and was too self absorbed to help when I got back. I finally feel with my decision to be an occupational therapist that I will be able to give back to my sister all that she has done for me. I just wish I could start on it right now so that I will be certified sooner. I look at that number for the treatment and want to give all I have to help make it happen but I know that I will be of more help in the future if I use my money for school. I promise Steph that I will be able to help someday. Just know that I am ALWAYS here for you. I can't give you much cuz I don't have much but what I have that you can use, is yours. Here is a link to my sister's blog so you can see the link to the procedure and see how great of a person she is. http://squishymommy.blogspot.com/</div><div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3XpTjwQWojLBvTY0Ct5jcRIJODF3bR_2NhLG-EJ4fMvH9xXSSg8x_J4LK6Nf5V79YMxQ3_dkp3nlefqOmTef612H6Qs00KB1iBYutS3Z-zHz_Pdk-Ffmmk8w7Cx4DHra0iViDmg/s1600/OperaHouse-69.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 309px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3XpTjwQWojLBvTY0Ct5jcRIJODF3bR_2NhLG-EJ4fMvH9xXSSg8x_J4LK6Nf5V79YMxQ3_dkp3nlefqOmTef612H6Qs00KB1iBYutS3Z-zHz_Pdk-Ffmmk8w7Cx4DHra0iViDmg/s320/OperaHouse-69.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456860048834631282" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVhIoGkT-dFCKB0sFSgAPnBVyrxHJ-Jb6SljByLVbetmfqvGWL2tJWEElbAWdlv8k-fm6Al4pXsz3ThK8OnQVvvsdJDpftHRck95lNg9vTKqHk4e87pd0aT9-iw8zSdiOOK56xvg/s1600/C12.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVhIoGkT-dFCKB0sFSgAPnBVyrxHJ-Jb6SljByLVbetmfqvGWL2tJWEElbAWdlv8k-fm6Al4pXsz3ThK8OnQVvvsdJDpftHRck95lNg9vTKqHk4e87pd0aT9-iw8zSdiOOK56xvg/s320/C12.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456860032843955298" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqiCsT-uOIcQNyqkgi7kAIWE_Z8FJxj3dx0jYt8siNFoy4gGedoaxsxw4kKuvX3lY0FXAwWYj7g762acCDqXOG1NQqW0sFd-_t0k8uM_5q6r6dAeVQfj00DCHpaajCDUMf9np9eg/s1600/C13.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqiCsT-uOIcQNyqkgi7kAIWE_Z8FJxj3dx0jYt8siNFoy4gGedoaxsxw4kKuvX3lY0FXAwWYj7g762acCDqXOG1NQqW0sFd-_t0k8uM_5q6r6dAeVQfj00DCHpaajCDUMf9np9eg/s320/C13.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456860022626294834" /></a><br /><br /></div>Lizziehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01650262335235959974noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18764543.post-57093203719360634092010-04-04T20:57:00.001-07:002010-04-04T21:27:32.497-07:00Our first Valentines<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggJHhb88ICerRIRwUAwtN7bP0HoULhVwjdd8yTsnFdyDW_8dBUFMAdMbPd2QTqqzNphKfpjwE4-939dlItmz75mVcHB13r_puLGHCevntEvSQRZ_T7rWkLgXty9fQzbFAnClC5Fg/s1600/2010-02-15+20.04.03.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggJHhb88ICerRIRwUAwtN7bP0HoULhVwjdd8yTsnFdyDW_8dBUFMAdMbPd2QTqqzNphKfpjwE4-939dlItmz75mVcHB13r_puLGHCevntEvSQRZ_T7rWkLgXty9fQzbFAnClC5Fg/s320/2010-02-15+20.04.03.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456498187222161586" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2sH3GCaERxZRSIp-1Q-WRsXtX1ArU3cp5FF-h9PoqqkD-CTfIUrigL6RtoWLF4a6nLKJdOEyt68QJN60zJYsbPzx9mVrcWmuZj9k1AOcijKgtFCwCY9zIuRlz_kInyab-qr_LLg/s1600/2010-02-15+18.51.28.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2sH3GCaERxZRSIp-1Q-WRsXtX1ArU3cp5FF-h9PoqqkD-CTfIUrigL6RtoWLF4a6nLKJdOEyt68QJN60zJYsbPzx9mVrcWmuZj9k1AOcijKgtFCwCY9zIuRlz_kInyab-qr_LLg/s320/2010-02-15+18.51.28.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456498179609266674" /></a><br /><div>Sam and I got married pretty fast after we started dating as most of you know. So this year was our first Valentine's Day together. I was so excited to have a romantic night and I loved having an excuse to dress up nice. We went to a local tepanyaki restaurant to eat. Japanese is kind of my new favorite kind of food. I love the way that they cook the food in front of you. And ever since St Thomas I have loved eating sushi. We got there and it didn't seem to be super busy so we thought we would be able to eat soon. They started us with our salad and our soup. We ordered a sushi roll and it was delicious. We waited about 15 minutes and they brought out some edemomies to apologize for the wait. About 15 minutes after that we finally had a cook. We were excited to see him cook the food but at that point our appetizers had hit our tummies. We weren't hungry anymore. We loved watching all of his tricks. We knew that as soon as he was done cooking it and it was on our plates, we would not be able to eat it. It was funny how full we were after the little we eat. The picture we posted shows how little we actually ate. When we got to the car, Sam asked if I could drive because he was so full he thought he was going to pass out. I loved it. It was a very fun night out. I can't wait for all the many Valentine's Days to come together.</div><div>I will post about my other favorite night out when I am able to post pictures of it.</div><div>What was your favorite Valentine's Date?</div>Lizziehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01650262335235959974noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18764543.post-72872793361697890322010-04-04T12:50:00.000-07:002010-04-04T13:19:08.172-07:00Coming back to Blogging<div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">I think I have said this before</span> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">but I am so ready to start writing on my blog more. There are many things that I would love to talk about. Sam and I have been together for 5 months now. Time is going by so fast. We love spending time together every night after work. His mom buys pretty much every movie that comes out on DVD so we go over and "rent" movies from her. It is a fun way to spend time together. Sam enjoys playing basketball at the local church buildings every Tuesday and Thursday. I somedays go with him and run around the halls to get a little workout in. That's not sac religious right? It is nice to get a little exercising in.</span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial, serif;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial, serif;">I am still working for my brother and sister in law as their nanny. I get to spend everyday with cute little Claire who is growing up WAY too fast. She will be two this month and she already can talk up a storm. She is my little buddy! We love playing, shopping, dancing and singing together. She is just starting to let me do her hair. I love putting piggy tails and braids in her hair and seeing her be so excited to see how cute she looks.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial, serif;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial, serif;">This week we got to have a puppy play with us at our house. It was the cutest little Morkie puppy! I wanted to keep it and make it mine but it would be hard to have a puppy right now. I haven't had a dog for so long that I forgot how needy little puppies are. It is like having a baby or toddler. I would be cleaning and the dog would just want to play in the cleaning supplies. It was so fun to have a little buddy with me all the time but it was a little too high maintenance.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial, serif;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial, serif;">Lately, Sam and I have been thinking about our future. I am only about a year away from getting my Bachelors degree. I think that it is very important to have so I really want to finish. We are considering moving to St George for a year so that I can go to Dixie State to finish. I applied and was lucky enough to get a 4 year half tuition scholarship. I think it would be so fun to live in St George. Sam would get to play all the time on his 4 wheeler after work since I will be busy every night with homework. I am considering going into an Occupational Therapy Masters Program after my bachelors. I think that it would be so fun to help people in their lives. I am excited to prepare to get into the program and begin serving again. I love being able to make a difference in peoples lives and this occupation would let me do that every day.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial, serif;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial, serif;">The other big thing that has happened in our lives is that Sam and I are officially owners of a new truck. We started looking for a new truck about 2 months ago so that Sam would have a way to transport his 4 wheeler. We were looking at Tacomas and some Nissans and we realized that our price range that we could afford was around $13000-18000. We stumbled upon the Cadillac Escalade EXT and noticed that they were in our price range as well. We instantly fell in love with that truck. They are just so pretty. We found a bunch that we liked then we found the truck of our dreams. We had Ashley and Tyler Nelson go and test drive it so that we would know that it was legit since it was in Utah and we are in New Mexico. They approved of it so we got it all set up for my parents to give him the check. It is now sitting in St George patiently waiting for us to pick it up next week. We were excited that my dad got to drive it down for us so he was able to see what a real truck was like ;) He has been driving the same truck for years and it is possessed. It decides when the wipers will go or when the horn will honk. It is a silly truck. I hope he had a great time driving it. maybe someday his truck will grow up to be a real truck someday.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial, serif;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial, serif;">What are your thoughts on Occupational Therapy?</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial, serif;">Do you know any Occupational Therapists?</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial, serif;">Does anyone know how to change the font on these silly Blogs?</span></div></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmyuC23ea_6j7_FGdXzGo7buODpbJDpCZHVIeHdR4S_iNK9GzVe9a7GTJGK1emDIdwvQLTKY3l-co9XFoyI1Hx1cnsrrNGkKpERNPFFByzfVr4FylnSERYQtdhO9_-ObmwDqeCXA/s1600/6420648.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmyuC23ea_6j7_FGdXzGo7buODpbJDpCZHVIeHdR4S_iNK9GzVe9a7GTJGK1emDIdwvQLTKY3l-co9XFoyI1Hx1cnsrrNGkKpERNPFFByzfVr4FylnSERYQtdhO9_-ObmwDqeCXA/s320/6420648.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456375763962510162" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Our new baby</div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyg1ZGqp3ecJyyK907xFDQkJzanSyQq1KGIxL-eiXEM3QNnaBfPdMqNlZ97sD-IGfYgZltQuvKZRKC-_gAkLEvxpVGiI5zbCsLhp0ZawsfZNmAYYES9p0evP1RsH7_-i_5F_OW7w/s1600/2010-02-12+10.21.21.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyg1ZGqp3ecJyyK907xFDQkJzanSyQq1KGIxL-eiXEM3QNnaBfPdMqNlZ97sD-IGfYgZltQuvKZRKC-_gAkLEvxpVGiI5zbCsLhp0ZawsfZNmAYYES9p0evP1RsH7_-i_5F_OW7w/s320/2010-02-12+10.21.21.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456375761821415042" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Claire playing dress-up in Party City</div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEceLrMvBsNCZcZXy3E5Uh9zQ-0zJJCUYC5k7A-PoZQb9LY7xoosXCt5ljT2ZsML7X-ag7KrwIZ9O7WR5ZUcJsz9shStnULkjacOR7b_WllrvR-3xit0E6T64ze7DvST8n7-St4Q/s1600/2010-01-11+08.05.49.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEceLrMvBsNCZcZXy3E5Uh9zQ-0zJJCUYC5k7A-PoZQb9LY7xoosXCt5ljT2ZsML7X-ag7KrwIZ9O7WR5ZUcJsz9shStnULkjacOR7b_WllrvR-3xit0E6T64ze7DvST8n7-St4Q/s320/2010-01-11+08.05.49.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456375747851434674" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Claire with her Yo Gabba Gabba Piggy Tails</div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhh1Iafh5na1gCzL9AHwswEeefWnqSblfdNE6tX9dhy8NEjyfZc7ypPFTAKOCnFqJoYkLSu2gOM13ilwFiM8nsa8BdmbG-shOkU5a7V1fFwixi06jSJJmEOaTb82XDkZcvYN5fLPw/s1600/2009-12-14+09.18.12.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhh1Iafh5na1gCzL9AHwswEeefWnqSblfdNE6tX9dhy8NEjyfZc7ypPFTAKOCnFqJoYkLSu2gOM13ilwFiM8nsa8BdmbG-shOkU5a7V1fFwixi06jSJJmEOaTb82XDkZcvYN5fLPw/s320/2009-12-14+09.18.12.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456375737315669026" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Playing dress-up in the diaper basket</div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjyv3cHVaTgwAgRbXebrTnm4BCvM04u1LGtU0MiOviCMQWm6O1xVR942Vm7fVi5p0PF5XhG0_En7WHN1mRJlgY5oG3VrgO3MPfXGDnPGMThT7J-cYIIG00OxqBOxmlB5OmlT6KZQ/s1600/2010-03-23+09.03.03.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjyv3cHVaTgwAgRbXebrTnm4BCvM04u1LGtU0MiOviCMQWm6O1xVR942Vm7fVi5p0PF5XhG0_En7WHN1mRJlgY5oG3VrgO3MPfXGDnPGMThT7J-cYIIG00OxqBOxmlB5OmlT6KZQ/s320/2010-03-23+09.03.03.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456375719703069138" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Showing off her "neighs" aka Pony tails.</div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial, serif;"><br /></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial, serif;"><br /></span></div>Lizziehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01650262335235959974noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18764543.post-25552138151263018282009-12-19T17:37:00.000-08:002009-12-19T18:00:00.913-08:00Just Married....and loving it!<div><br /></div><div>On the boat with Mexico in the background</div><div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiL7lWcug7jbl9Y8UVhzbXw0n0sli7T7kqfexFX-fUJqnKHcU7pgo1LgWdJP4p7xi-ZZZEHgutgwOxF5lWhSeoruwOOg8atz7nLfLApPuW82HI7L4cO7UKuEuvzKfz3QUkHvHSACg/s1600-h/DSCN1404.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiL7lWcug7jbl9Y8UVhzbXw0n0sli7T7kqfexFX-fUJqnKHcU7pgo1LgWdJP4p7xi-ZZZEHgutgwOxF5lWhSeoruwOOg8atz7nLfLApPuW82HI7L4cO7UKuEuvzKfz3QUkHvHSACg/s320/DSCN1404.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417129227034994802" /></a>Segway tour around Catalina Island<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbpaC2IcQDseBv83ep3DJ36OWTuUfIsm8lbjvrVk4bKHRUFnKuPftTCLah0L-oAFHue8J_VfAteBWSSXJlmWghBWcVD0YkjPCqRYJWf6iDW0xUWBu-u9iCq5oW6JdBYIikR_KN-A/s1600-h/DSCN1352.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbpaC2IcQDseBv83ep3DJ36OWTuUfIsm8lbjvrVk4bKHRUFnKuPftTCLah0L-oAFHue8J_VfAteBWSSXJlmWghBWcVD0YkjPCqRYJWf6iDW0xUWBu-u9iCq5oW6JdBYIikR_KN-A/s320/DSCN1352.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417129218051778082" /></a>Enjoying our frozen hot chocolate at Serendipity 3<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLnfVqwIJDADbQS3qrshBwFv2Z4Si43X_els3Y_LRX-97CfVBu3Q_evaH2O-DM6Li3dPnZLWIyNiLQWgBEd-3HIR_wGQmaotEpDB71u-lAgehnc63l87tzCQWlicixjl9ltxr4Yg/s1600-h/DSCN1285.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLnfVqwIJDADbQS3qrshBwFv2Z4Si43X_els3Y_LRX-97CfVBu3Q_evaH2O-DM6Li3dPnZLWIyNiLQWgBEd-3HIR_wGQmaotEpDB71u-lAgehnc63l87tzCQWlicixjl9ltxr4Yg/s320/DSCN1285.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417129208959815618" /></a>On the steps being pensive<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjS9eyDdEhins5s1MXwGcqmAnc4GZIb3hIc6ZutbdNKcm4k1EP6C_C-fMKL38Gz0334b6IT-Piw9_Xb8cLrSHM1OzrMpBVCR5dqHIUTy2g6d0DlBoT3Z1RsEqbgyjiIAPlo24sLHw/s1600-h/_DSC5239.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjS9eyDdEhins5s1MXwGcqmAnc4GZIb3hIc6ZutbdNKcm4k1EP6C_C-fMKL38Gz0334b6IT-Piw9_Xb8cLrSHM1OzrMpBVCR5dqHIUTy2g6d0DlBoT3Z1RsEqbgyjiIAPlo24sLHw/s320/_DSC5239.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417129203466963506" /></a>Sam and Lizzie in front of the St George Temple<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsvDW9rIvYypDyM1dqVmiUuOPD16uu9yjk3pnQshzQvX74zx5UJOYaXZNwv0gAwqf0AqMAl7DXDsNEYWWRgNAxSm0E1LX1RkEW8TOl1ouE26pBICEpGmNdMYqWfhn4d9_-0DBZKQ/s1600-h/_DSC5221.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsvDW9rIvYypDyM1dqVmiUuOPD16uu9yjk3pnQshzQvX74zx5UJOYaXZNwv0gAwqf0AqMAl7DXDsNEYWWRgNAxSm0E1LX1RkEW8TOl1ouE26pBICEpGmNdMYqWfhn4d9_-0DBZKQ/s320/_DSC5221.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417129197013441170" /></a><br />Hello everyone! <div>I talked with one of my friends today that doesn't Facebook and it made me realize that I should post some wedding pics for those of you who do not Facebook. We had a wonderful month long wedding starting November 7th, 2009 when we were sealed for time and all eternity in the St George Temple. It was a beautiful ceremony and I am so grateful to al those who traveled so far to make it to the ceremony. We had a wonderful dinner after catered by Cafe Rio, of course. After the dinner Sam and I headed off on a week long honeymoon. We started in the Venetian Hotel in Vegas in a suite that was a free upgrade. The second night was spent at the Trump Hotel. Then we drove to San Diego for a fun filled 4 day cruise to Catalina Island and Ensenada, Mexico. We ended our honeymoon by spending time with his family in Arizona at my first NASCAR race. </div><div>We spent a week at home then drove up to Centerville. We had a wonderful reception in Bountiful where we surprised everyone by doing a Napoleon Dynamite dance in the middle of our first dance. And Sam surprised me by smashing the cake so hard in my face that i fell on the ground. It was so funny! </div><div>We had a wonderful Thanksgiving with our families in New Mexico. Then we had a great reception with our friends and family down here. We had a great time and are now enjoying married life. I will attempt to post more blogs and keep you updated throughout our marriage. Love you all!!!</div>Lizziehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01650262335235959974noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18764543.post-33374989148753744912009-09-16T21:05:00.000-07:002009-09-16T21:07:12.001-07:00I'm Engaged<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4ZIzECzLpdAvbUQAmMSMvxP_dW55y2TYKhSfVgNUTwcxXUnXvqEgnpqgVSNGVwJp7v3cg26vSZkaxSd2SrO_ofaGvtQ9FOZQu75HbX8WJJ3VRIlw0hWTvNCtO85zSL58OHtmopg/s1600-h/DSCN1131.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4ZIzECzLpdAvbUQAmMSMvxP_dW55y2TYKhSfVgNUTwcxXUnXvqEgnpqgVSNGVwJp7v3cg26vSZkaxSd2SrO_ofaGvtQ9FOZQu75HbX8WJJ3VRIlw0hWTvNCtO85zSL58OHtmopg/s320/DSCN1131.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382282823558414178" /></a><br />I am SO excited to announce that the man of my dreams proposed to me on September 15, 2009. I will fill you all in on how very soon...Lizziehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01650262335235959974noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18764543.post-61428770564886929662009-07-23T16:46:00.000-07:002009-07-24T06:31:47.108-07:00Happy Birthday, Dan<div><br /></div><div>I am the youngest in my family by 5 years. When I was at home with my parents everyone moved out of the house so I spent the past 10 years practically as an only child. Last January I had the chance to move in with my brother Dan and his family. Before I moved in, I had kind of been in a slight depression. But I now feel that I am back to my normal happy self because of them and their love that they show for me. My brother Dan is an amazing guy. He is one of those people that knows how to make you feel special. He loves to call and tell funny random stories that just make your day. He remembers the little things and will call just to tell you he was thinking about you. He is an amazing father to his children and a fabulous husband to his wife. I look up to him so much! There are not many things that I have that I can give to him so I made him this video of his beautiful children. I love being able to have my brother in my life. I love you, Dan!!!</div><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dw914VUnMeUNBWu26PdKUghOAb23G26ttyOujFWDSR7XyJpdcv990KUH6CYazuek5SynVCFM9aZlM8' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe>Lizziehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01650262335235959974noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18764543.post-75392647650735885692009-07-12T19:36:00.000-07:002009-07-12T20:09:34.939-07:00Sad that it had to come to an end!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggaUE2FsNHoLYTjBIJrzKXfSuGgQB6hAnZu0MemKAursG5mMCfhyphenhypheny4sy2BIzb9D1q-6zGUYMA06w5GXmaFpN1MMNiJKG551_gwnmZESaRRLhd4rDmJfVAgsw8HBHcBl64FX9EBcg/s1600-h/DSCN0699.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggaUE2FsNHoLYTjBIJrzKXfSuGgQB6hAnZu0MemKAursG5mMCfhyphenhypheny4sy2BIzb9D1q-6zGUYMA06w5GXmaFpN1MMNiJKG551_gwnmZESaRRLhd4rDmJfVAgsw8HBHcBl64FX9EBcg/s320/DSCN0699.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357774893999028146" /></a>Us enjoying the ferry ride to St John...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQL6TjYWqagDEU_0s8HMC68y6Ty2gx-7I7k0luIcz6FAhZzaIBjxl8LML5r81nEaECWpGh-Gd3yi7fTvF8wPDV48tVVNzGX8A6AGP_Xy3f99PiBCuXCzunJXcs_LwWNstQ4AZ0qQ/s1600-h/DSCN0710.JPG"><br /><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQL6TjYWqagDEU_0s8HMC68y6Ty2gx-7I7k0luIcz6FAhZzaIBjxl8LML5r81nEaECWpGh-Gd3yi7fTvF8wPDV48tVVNzGX8A6AGP_Xy3f99PiBCuXCzunJXcs_LwWNstQ4AZ0qQ/s320/DSCN0710.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357774888382060466" /></a>My sweet "hand bag"<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGxv974EXY4tWqKsE7zGZAs4oYtHG62smW70VFA6_LOZMPRLNedJ4dqcTQmRrgHswGLg4-DKnSUyvfFg6rNVZHEzwaOd0W2-iyMxjkcCmQzveONpm9H9DpOzqBPpi72_nHpcH_KQ/s1600-h/DSC02395.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGxv974EXY4tWqKsE7zGZAs4oYtHG62smW70VFA6_LOZMPRLNedJ4dqcTQmRrgHswGLg4-DKnSUyvfFg6rNVZHEzwaOd0W2-iyMxjkcCmQzveONpm9H9DpOzqBPpi72_nHpcH_KQ/s320/DSC02395.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357774879385662818" /></a>Us after our Ecotour.... we are so cute!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwODp5uDo7sWAoJVAlKI_yu2ERvuomN0UIW7tC0yN0sDt5CX7vv1dOdiSP7iidK8EHKfThIrXoF9gNHDcaM21TkV8yFIeCl_vAb5WYet6Iaogu54D-9nu_I7jqDLeonmjeXFurWA/s1600-h/DSC02400.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwODp5uDo7sWAoJVAlKI_yu2ERvuomN0UIW7tC0yN0sDt5CX7vv1dOdiSP7iidK8EHKfThIrXoF9gNHDcaM21TkV8yFIeCl_vAb5WYet6Iaogu54D-9nu_I7jqDLeonmjeXFurWA/s320/DSC02400.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357774866623459010" /></a>Outside my favorite restaurant Romanos<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhx1Yc0jwYjQVrpQXk4q_ryMjLtvCfqRptvAsZIHyyH4kFLkHAgm0CLCUncOCgmjwHwHJr6GzfqQRyJWazgghz0P3OiJ5jEKjC9lfzYpy8T5w-HyIWQNdpRbRlk7H0vYgGNUBoGIw/s1600-h/DSCN0712.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhx1Yc0jwYjQVrpQXk4q_ryMjLtvCfqRptvAsZIHyyH4kFLkHAgm0CLCUncOCgmjwHwHJr6GzfqQRyJWazgghz0P3OiJ5jEKjC9lfzYpy8T5w-HyIWQNdpRbRlk7H0vYgGNUBoGIw/s320/DSCN0712.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357774860192890850" /></a>Here we are with our desserts and our knot cookies....<div><br /><div><br />This was seriously 4 of the best days of my life! Sam and I had a blast every second! On our last day we took the 45 min ferry ride over to St John. The ferry ride was so relaxing and beautiful! We got to see a lot of St Thomas that I have never seen. When we got to St John we found a taxi that took us out to Cinnamon Bay. While there we wrapped my hand up in a plastic bag by tying it as well as using hair ties to keep the water out. We had a football with us so we decided to play catch. Sam claims that he was the quarterback on his football team in high school and I claim to have been the quarterback sometimes when the boys would let me play in elementary school. The pressure was on. With those mad skills we had under our belts we played a sick game of catch. By the time we had finished we had a crowd and cheerleaders... ok so maybe we just had 3 old men clapping and cheering us on. after a SWEET throw by Sam and a SWEET catch made by me in the water, I noticed that i had ripped my "hand bag". That ended our game of catch. we did our best to patch it up and we went snorkeling. My hand was hurting pretty bad from all the salt water so i went back to the beach and watched while Sam played catch with himself in the water. We had signed up for an Ecotour at Caneel Bay so we headed over there. on the tour was were able to Kayak, Hike and Snorkel. it was SUPER fun! While we were snorkeling Sam was making me laugh SOOO hard. he was screaming into his snorkel excitedly like the little kids do. he is such a riot. the hike was a little difficult because I forgot to bring hiking shoes so i was hiking in high heeled Crocs. Silly me! While snorkeling we saw a bunch of sting ray, a turtle (my favorite) and got to hold a sea urchin. on the way back to the ferry we rode in the back of this truck that was converted into a taxi in the back. what made me laugh was that it had this persian looking rug on the truck bed to make it look better. it was so funny cuz it didn't go with it at all. simple pleasures...<div>We were able to get showered when we got home and we got ready to go on a fancy date. Sam treated me like a princess all week and so to end it all he took me to my favorite restaurant on the island called Romano's. it is an italian restaurant and the food is always divine. I know the owner so he threw in some romantic dinner salads for free. the whole meal was awesome. we even got desserts! they gave us little cookies that are tied in knots. we took a picture and sent it to my mom saying that "we tied the knot". Ha ha. It was the perfect way to end a perfect week. now we just have to wait 2 months to see each other again :(</div></div></div>Lizziehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01650262335235959974noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18764543.post-36376211497171789082009-07-08T19:20:00.000-07:002009-07-08T21:16:36.294-07:00Ups and downs...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVkrLd9elxux3iuzuI72mSffPqzglz7O361HZyTNSQgnyRwg_x7xG9cRtqZiyIYomBHEypnmFMzdB5jRIG47h1A1Dmg9HI7VgKjrEJP0iarEhmhLrx-HEB969KWFyyT_2McEFytg/s1600-h/DSC02383.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVkrLd9elxux3iuzuI72mSffPqzglz7O361HZyTNSQgnyRwg_x7xG9cRtqZiyIYomBHEypnmFMzdB5jRIG47h1A1Dmg9HI7VgKjrEJP0iarEhmhLrx-HEB969KWFyyT_2McEFytg/s320/DSC02383.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356299223185434434" /></a>Sunset at the top of the tram<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_Rhh9OaplfqKPfC_kQ1yJwNxJF1YkIw24IrGrjP4Q1N_AfOdsQriBnEQ0q4l4Y1dnI6ZwONAw3Q7pPY5ToFWx3KL7ZbsFXMdbs7-9u-RbcwYLeluHVIvBUEOskARnfDeeiHD0CQ/s1600-h/DSCN0640.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_Rhh9OaplfqKPfC_kQ1yJwNxJF1YkIw24IrGrjP4Q1N_AfOdsQriBnEQ0q4l4Y1dnI6ZwONAw3Q7pPY5ToFWx3KL7ZbsFXMdbs7-9u-RbcwYLeluHVIvBUEOskARnfDeeiHD0CQ/s320/DSCN0640.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356299219593887106" /></a>Hmmmm, maybe next time i won't wear high heels bouldering...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5DX3h2-DgizD7d0p0kxlPm9xWAQJXEl85q_T_yjYcBZWydobxMUcmUm8MzVjaEFeJea_qaeDfCSgQ91tQmMaDxE5CjlGA_EdPQsjqBbDXqBsoxvvd8W3pb-mccN-b2R3e_Y6TKQ/s1600-h/DSCN0632.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5DX3h2-DgizD7d0p0kxlPm9xWAQJXEl85q_T_yjYcBZWydobxMUcmUm8MzVjaEFeJea_qaeDfCSgQ91tQmMaDxE5CjlGA_EdPQsjqBbDXqBsoxvvd8W3pb-mccN-b2R3e_Y6TKQ/s320/DSCN0632.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356299210928736210" /></a>The cutest people ever at the point look out<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUiKHFy4TDwuXhpcL_AwijsO-CtQGZBDMWB-B_pq_MW46D1EZ5MJ6YXVZ0yOHuMQzxJeXuaFPU3QallETaNLd-XuTITJWSzG6-sRcb4qcCUSFxNVQlvCPEeqv7UQysy957bA0QQA/s1600-h/DSCN0603.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUiKHFy4TDwuXhpcL_AwijsO-CtQGZBDMWB-B_pq_MW46D1EZ5MJ6YXVZ0yOHuMQzxJeXuaFPU3QallETaNLd-XuTITJWSzG6-sRcb4qcCUSFxNVQlvCPEeqv7UQysy957bA0QQA/s320/DSCN0603.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356299203542869394" /></a>"let go fly a kite..." oh wait, that is us up there!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhck6uMVJbeSyabDQu-3UZ2BRNVwXc04Jl7kVFrsO-b1wpwZ0bEvnCoGy3GBSk3d7UIJmjjxrrdGSDAUj-wFv9DD7aWhXpNJBFe9pKn27L5jlgRQC1X-LcPmEFv2FXunJ3QYTziOg/s1600-h/RSCN0696.JPG"><br /><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhck6uMVJbeSyabDQu-3UZ2BRNVwXc04Jl7kVFrsO-b1wpwZ0bEvnCoGy3GBSk3d7UIJmjjxrrdGSDAUj-wFv9DD7aWhXpNJBFe9pKn27L5jlgRQC1X-LcPmEFv2FXunJ3QYTziOg/s320/RSCN0696.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356299195048451986" /></a>Getting dunked and loosing my bottoms in the process...notice the face and hands.... silly water<div><br /><div><br />So today was another adventurous day in paradise! We started it out by eating chocolate chip pancakes. Our idea of going scuba scootering fell through so we went with the next best offer which was parasailing. We met at the dock and got picked up by the boat. Our parasailing captianeer was hilarious and helped us to have a great time. We had a great time up in the air. The view of the island was spectacular because we were up so high. The boat driver thought he was funny and he dipped us into the water twice. The first dip was just a little tappy tap but the second one dragged us for a little bit and it pulled off my swim suit bottoms a bit. SO funny! Try getting a wedgie out while being pulled in the air by a parachute... not that easy! After parasailing we went off and saw beautiful look out points of the island. At one of them i showed Sam where a private little beach where I was planning on taking him. it was overlooking Magan's Bay. on the way to it we stopped for shakes at my favorite Udder Delight where we made up a new shake and named it the Lizzie. Original huh? We were on our way to the little beach and i lost my way. i knew that i had passed it so i just decided to take him to St Petersborg point. It is a very rocky place with an incredible view and a neat little water pool. to get to the water pool you have to boulder over a few rocks. some of them are very pointy. as started to go down them i could tell it was going to be trouble in my high heeled Crocs. Sam could too so he said for me to wait til he got to the bottom so that he could help me down. I, being the stubborn person i am, said i could go down alone. next thing i know i have slipped and my hand had been jabbed into by one of the pointy rocks. it started gushing blood and we decided that i should go get it stitched. silly me! I sure know how to make everything an adventure. Sam had to drive on the other side of the road and it was so weird for him. We got to see the doctor and she said that it was just minor and all i needed was to bandage it up a bit. Nonetheless, we didn't let it hinder our fun. It's just made our adventures even more just that...adventurous. We went back to the town and I was able to pick up my two rings which were generously recoated with silver. When we went swimming the first night the chlorine discolored them a bit. Now they might even be more gorgeous than before. I just love it! <div><br /></div><div>Our adventure then went to a new high yet again when the group of us went on the tram ride to a top view of the island. We couldn't have picked a better time either. The sunset was divine, and the view was more than expected. We played a bit on the top and took some pictures. I even bought a hammock which was made in Guatemala. I just had to have it and really can't wait to find a place to use it. Then we found a bbq truck on the side of the road, picked up some dinner, went back to the house, and tuned in to our show "So You Think You Can Dance." What a day its been here. It's had its ups and downs as you can see in a literal sense. We went to huge heights in a parachute, and on rocks, and on a tram. And yet, with a little trip to the family practice center we still made a possible "downer" just another "high"light to our day! We are living it "up" in paradise. </div><div><br /></div><div>From the words of Lizzie and Sam</div></div></div>Lizziehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01650262335235959974noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18764543.post-30398430329533236862009-07-07T21:46:00.000-07:002009-07-07T21:58:40.075-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXchVpWp3TiIhVL8axDUC02TIFTcx2chFvda5mO3WG8pBAW4v5bcW4Wf5eOTjslKdAQXMmAjFnhdahh6RbxB3mHQAh3rmeoacnIMP4a537Mp6Y42qz1F3LUgCD5E0YQndlMP79AA/s1600-h/DSC02367.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXchVpWp3TiIhVL8axDUC02TIFTcx2chFvda5mO3WG8pBAW4v5bcW4Wf5eOTjslKdAQXMmAjFnhdahh6RbxB3mHQAh3rmeoacnIMP4a537Mp6Y42qz1F3LUgCD5E0YQndlMP79AA/s320/DSC02367.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355948282376817746" /></a>Lunch at Giggling Gecko...We are so hot right now!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKalS-yzZGEQH3jqwmscGpzb1L_dsKECtl3YZc-gt1Oo7UV8TY1tw5XMPsNsuuGawhkqUqcg-CHscEwlgHs77JD__DHd8oTcEVRX3-s8pMp1sAagM1DhgpM7rAEakf16_6YQqJWg/s1600-h/DSC02366.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKalS-yzZGEQH3jqwmscGpzb1L_dsKECtl3YZc-gt1Oo7UV8TY1tw5XMPsNsuuGawhkqUqcg-CHscEwlgHs77JD__DHd8oTcEVRX3-s8pMp1sAagM1DhgpM7rAEakf16_6YQqJWg/s320/DSC02366.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355948275842275522" /></a>Posing on our jet ski... we actually each had our own but we needed a pic and it was so much more fun to pose like this<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4L7UwJ7iQN-Slt4veozuztV4iANay4xN07Sos-OyRK6u5V9o4rqnKNe0AoOus7TagpXdU9TK_wxyJp1wedsjv4vXnTX2LldTqsNXhu2-SkqqxWqw34cHVv2mw0yGy183IDgNetQ/s1600-h/DSC02363.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4L7UwJ7iQN-Slt4veozuztV4iANay4xN07Sos-OyRK6u5V9o4rqnKNe0AoOus7TagpXdU9TK_wxyJp1wedsjv4vXnTX2LldTqsNXhu2-SkqqxWqw34cHVv2mw0yGy183IDgNetQ/s320/DSC02363.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355948270608052338" /></a>Sapphire beach fun!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOseET26Joppiw_k62tMdOxsHDOE7ghihcTzho0QvW9ck4gWm0_CCZydyblT6Ifk96cxstN06T6KSspr0Z_lrmeTT1AeErLA5pbAoIUTnmo9idvCsK6AQedoLj_bHEmHB0SNSjmw/s1600-h/DSC02362.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOseET26Joppiw_k62tMdOxsHDOE7ghihcTzho0QvW9ck4gWm0_CCZydyblT6Ifk96cxstN06T6KSspr0Z_lrmeTT1AeErLA5pbAoIUTnmo9idvCsK6AQedoLj_bHEmHB0SNSjmw/s320/DSC02362.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355948264321444114" /></a>Now there is a REAL man... sporting the pink sunglasses. you know i love it!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhc9zlvDE2mMHgfpm-NiExn_3beeCf-qV2KC2UTCe3Ad5C1Kh_XwrH8BjZXGzS8I4p_NpBULy87WjR9VQUmFhXK1YMHf1D-SoaMAtv2vDz65-xJwUKRrIL_XA3hnx4BnSMyZnMn6g/s1600-h/DSC02361.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhc9zlvDE2mMHgfpm-NiExn_3beeCf-qV2KC2UTCe3Ad5C1Kh_XwrH8BjZXGzS8I4p_NpBULy87WjR9VQUmFhXK1YMHf1D-SoaMAtv2vDz65-xJwUKRrIL_XA3hnx4BnSMyZnMn6g/s320/DSC02361.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355948257355120386" /></a>Pensive thinking... to snorkel or not to snorkel, that is the question...Lizziehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01650262335235959974noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18764543.post-49734004454686428592009-07-07T21:14:00.000-07:002009-07-07T21:46:26.037-07:00From Sam's perspectiveWHAT A DAY!!! Lizzie is tied up right now and asked me to write about our adventure today. It was beyond amazing! Today was like living in a movie, or having a real life like dream, because it truly was. The day started out with very little sleep from the night before, but because Lizzie is the most generous person i know, she got up early and took her roommates (crazy awesome girls) to work). We then went to <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Sapphire</span> beach and got a sweet deal on a jet ski trip. We each had our own and just ripped up the ocean on these new, powerful jet skis. The people here are so laid back and just seem so trusting. They pretty much just gave us life jackets and told us to have fun. And that's just what we did! We even both fell of the jet skies to make the adventure complete. Lizzie unfortunately lost her "pink" sunglasses in the process so we'll have to get her some new ones. The adventure from the ocean on something so fun was just the way to start off a wonderful sharing time with someone so amazing fun. We were able to see many of her favorite beaches and places from the view of the sea. We were also blessed to just sit and visit on a picture perfect beach and play a bit in the water. <div><br /></div><div>We then changed gears and traveled the island by car, and by the way... they drive on the wrong side of the road. It is still very odd to see cars zooming by on the right side and intersections are still just a trip. The sights here are like none other. The lifestyle is just fitting for what is seen. I am very excited for Lizzie to be here and at the same time, very envious. She took me to many of the down town shops and let me met many of her friends. She is the talk of the island. Everyone knows her and loves her here. I even saw the pink diamond ring that she loves. It's even better in real life. </div><div><br /></div><div>We then met up with the girls (roommates) again and headed to another beach and went snorkeling. Holy shootskies... that is something everyone must do before they leave this earth! Life is always better, down where its wetter, under the sea. :) I saw a turtle even and a star fish! We finished the night with an amazing pizza, oh and the crazy girls went and did their full moon party again tonight. Lizzie will have to post something about that another time, i obviously didn't participate. haha. </div><div><br /></div><div>Its been a day in paradise! Its not quite over yet either, time to watch a movie and maybe get a little sleep. However, sleep might be a little unnecessary for such an adventure as the one we just started; we'll see. I love being here. It so amazingly fun with Lizzie! We're having a blast. I'm sure she'll fill you in on what I've missed. Glad to be able to throw my two cents in on this amazing day.</div><div><br /></div><div>-Sam McGee</div>Lizziehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01650262335235959974noreply@blogger.com1