<?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-6437329437305111988</id><updated>2012-02-17T16:57:42.854-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whitney's World</title><subtitle type='html'>"Come What May and Love It"!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03737707670272490523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>131</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437329437305111988.post-2729692660431626215</id><published>2012-02-17T10:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-17T11:00:09.359-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whitney-isms</title><content type='html'>Lately I have found myself saying things and people not understanding what they mean. Because of this, I have decided to make a list of Whitney-isms, with definitions, so that people understand me a little bit better (since I have a hard time explaining it to them when the words come out).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So&lt;/strong&gt; – This is a way to start a thought or sentence or anything. It is the perfect way to start speaking and giving one a little more time to think and formulate what they are saying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“We need to be friends”&lt;/strong&gt; – This is a common phrase meaning that “we” need to do something and soon because you are a completely fun person and are already considered a friend. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt; “I’m good with whatever”&lt;/strong&gt; – This mean the really is no preference and that no strong opinion is had on the point at hand. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“Whatever”&lt;/strong&gt; – Is a way to end or solve an argument or contentious situation without being to rude. Warning: If this one is said with a raw edge in the voice it usually means it’s time to end the argument but it doesn’t mean it is solved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Silly&lt;/strong&gt; – A multi-faceted word that means anything from crazy, awkward, fun, funny, and more. This is always used in a friendly way and not to downgrade a person or situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kid &lt;/strong&gt;– This ranges from people age 0-50* (or older, not sure). This term applies to a person with whom there is a fun relationship (age doesn’t matter) and is usually said with a word like silly or good in front. It is commonly used as a term of endearment.  Good to use with those who are kids at heart as well. &lt;em&gt;Be careful how it’s used. Others could be offended if they are not learned in Whitney-isms.&lt;/em&gt; *The age is not set on this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“Well ya know”&lt;/strong&gt; – A way of adding more humor to a situation that may have started out pretty funny to begin with. Also, it’s a way to accept a compliment without completely agreeing to what was said; basically a way to stay positive and upbeat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Honestly&lt;/strong&gt; – This is a bit self-explanatory but means be 100% completely, entirely and unwaveringly certain. This can be a precursor to a statement that will be revealing something that may not be expected or to show ahead of time that the following statement is the truth. The precursor usually comes at the beginning of a sentence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Just Sayin'"&lt;/strong&gt; - Significant that an opinion is being stated and that someone can either agree or disagree. The statement was said just to put it out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is just a short list for now. I will continue gathering these and let you know once there are more. Let me know if there are any others you can think of, that might need some explaining. Hopefully this helps you understand me a little bit better. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6437329437305111988-2729692660431626215?l=wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/feeds/2729692660431626215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6437329437305111988&amp;postID=2729692660431626215&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/2729692660431626215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/2729692660431626215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/2012/02/whitney-isms.html' title='Whitney-isms'/><author><name>Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03737707670272490523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437329437305111988.post-6228786599534214240</id><published>2012-02-09T18:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-09T18:02:37.140-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Me and My Girls!!!</title><content type='html'>A couple weekends ago, I had the wonderful opportunity to spend some time with some really great friends. It was the first time in a long time that all six of us were able to be there. It was so much fun to catch up on life with stories of all of our fun and crazy happenings. This time we met up in Pocatello. There was good food and great conversation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we are looking just as cool as ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4L1XiDESliE/Ty9DZNMTqII/AAAAAAAAAeQ/rVUq9X0nIqc/s1600/100_0846.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4L1XiDESliE/Ty9DZNMTqII/AAAAAAAAAeQ/rVUq9X0nIqc/s320/100_0846.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5705853353218779266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the only picture that I got, but others were taken. Thanks girls for everything!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6437329437305111988-6228786599534214240?l=wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/feeds/6228786599534214240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6437329437305111988&amp;postID=6228786599534214240&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/6228786599534214240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/6228786599534214240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/2012/02/me-and-my-girls.html' title='Me and My Girls!!!'/><author><name>Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03737707670272490523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4L1XiDESliE/Ty9DZNMTqII/AAAAAAAAAeQ/rVUq9X0nIqc/s72-c/100_0846.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437329437305111988.post-8874221670209098854</id><published>2012-02-05T18:44:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-05T18:51:55.532-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Little Help Please</title><content type='html'>This is hard for me to post, but here it goes. The past couple of weeks have been really rough on me. My sister has been one of the biggest helps through this whole thing and I cannot thank her enough. Seriously. She has suggested to me to find my strengths and focus on those instead of the weaknesses and imperfections that have been my focus and are certainly plentiful. She has encouraged me to make a list of those strengths to look at when I feel this way. Sad as it seems, these are super-difficult for me to see. So, my dear friends, I am asking for a little help. If you wouldn't mind leaving me a comment or sending me an email or message or text or something to help me identify my strengths, that would be GREAT! Your helped is much needed and will be very much appreciated. Thanks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6437329437305111988-8874221670209098854?l=wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/feeds/8874221670209098854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6437329437305111988&amp;postID=8874221670209098854&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/8874221670209098854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/8874221670209098854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/2012/02/little-help-please.html' title='A Little Help Please'/><author><name>Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03737707670272490523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437329437305111988.post-4118679895383196770</id><published>2012-01-28T21:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-28T22:08:16.987-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Survived!!!</title><content type='html'>I'm so stinking tired it is not even funny. These past couple of weeks have been super-crazy.&lt;br /&gt;I've started attending all of my board and fund raising meetings again. Some days, that means being gone from 7:45 in the morning to 9:00 in the evening. Along with the meetings, we have been planning and putting together our biggest fund raiser of the year. Let's just say in the past two or three weeks I have had five or more meetings, a couple of classes, some get togethers and a party or two. On top of all of that, I was still working full time. In fact, work got quite busy this past week. Our big fundraiser was Friday night and it went really, really well. My only break was going home for two weekends to spend some time with my family and friends up there. Not all of this was laborious, there was some fun stuff that happened too. I will blog about one or two of those things a little later.:D On top of everything, I am being trained on a new position at the temple that is going to be so much fun.&lt;br /&gt;At the beginning of this past week, I began to realize the it was going to be pretty stinking amazing if I survived this week. In fact, at one point I told someone that.&lt;br /&gt;Well, here it is, the end of the week, and I am still alive, though I am quite exhausted. The best news ever is that I SURVIVED!!!!! It is a MIRACLE!!!&lt;br /&gt;Now that I have survived, it is time to REST and RECUPERATE. Super-excited for that!!! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6437329437305111988-4118679895383196770?l=wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/feeds/4118679895383196770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6437329437305111988&amp;postID=4118679895383196770&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/4118679895383196770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/4118679895383196770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/2012/01/i-survived.html' title='I Survived!!!'/><author><name>Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03737707670272490523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437329437305111988.post-4268632544133526544</id><published>2012-01-15T12:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-15T12:34:10.441-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas with Family</title><content type='html'>The post below talked about one of the things we did for Christmas this year. It was so nice to be all together because that seems to happen less and less these days, with all of our crazy schedules. By Friday night, we were all in town. I may never learn, but somehow my brother and sister got a hold of my camera and took pictures with it. Most of the ones they took turned out super-cute. However, because this is my blog, I will not post the one they took of me without my knowing. You don't want to see it. Ha ha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-&lt;br /&gt; I7PnBwUQSgE/TxM1D98pqxI/AAAAAAAAAc8/0VwsbLKpGTw/s1600/100_0810.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I7PnBwUQSgE/TxM1D98pqxI/AAAAAAAAAc8/0VwsbLKpGTw/s320/100_0810.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697956295838640914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DCJrIgw0trQ/TxM1DBMtmBI/AAAAAAAAAc0/wRPEJ4qenHU/s1600/100_0809.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DCJrIgw0trQ/TxM1DBMtmBI/AAAAAAAAAc0/wRPEJ4qenHU/s320/100_0809.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697956279531444242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-w_55lhIoNOA/TxM1C1n8cPI/AAAAAAAAAck/rzKV4TRH0ow/s1600/100_0807.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-w_55lhIoNOA/TxM1C1n8cPI/AAAAAAAAAck/rzKV4TRH0ow/s320/100_0807.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697956276424438002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XqkeqgBrKnQ/TxM1Blv7opI/AAAAAAAAAcc/FeohXPVlMmc/s1600/100_0806.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XqkeqgBrKnQ/TxM1Blv7opI/AAAAAAAAAcc/FeohXPVlMmc/s320/100_0806.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697956254983103122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eAJPbG9jWIc/TxM1BRMuVII/AAAAAAAAAcM/dGpUCVserTA/s1600/100_0805.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eAJPbG9jWIc/TxM1BRMuVII/AAAAAAAAAcM/dGpUCVserTA/s320/100_0805.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697956249466721410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of our traditions is to drive and look at Christmas lights, as well as drive by the Live Nativity. Below is a picture of my Uncle's house and the live nativity. One nephew told us his favorite part of looking at lights was seeing the Baby Jesus stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bUo2Xer2IRg/TxM2PsfU8eI/AAAAAAAAAdU/Dvm5Nfm_1gY/s1600/100_0803.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bUo2Xer2IRg/TxM2PsfU8eI/AAAAAAAAAdU/Dvm5Nfm_1gY/s320/100_0803.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697957596822303202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yiTfgcNCZ9c/TxM2PB70QjI/AAAAAAAAAdI/HTHht-O8aOc/s1600/100_0801.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yiTfgcNCZ9c/TxM2PB70QjI/AAAAAAAAAdI/HTHht-O8aOc/s320/100_0801.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697957585399071282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My niece and nephew love Grandpa's singing reindeer. By day two, my little niece could sing the song (Grandma Got Ran Over By A Reindeer) right along with it. I tried to get it on video of both of them singing, but as soon as they realized I had a camera, they wanted to see the picture, so I didn't get it. Trust me, it was cute! Here is a picture of it though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-raf5tLL7ljI/TxM3EybqkZI/AAAAAAAAAdg/K7qN6ujx0Yk/s1600/100_0834.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-raf5tLL7ljI/TxM3EybqkZI/AAAAAAAAAdg/K7qN6ujx0Yk/s320/100_0834.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697958508950622610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the kiddos on Christmas morning. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mkl5TnzwLZ4/TxM3y2jF_SI/AAAAAAAAAeE/2FOrX-Rbqr4/s1600/100_0845.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mkl5TnzwLZ4/TxM3y2jF_SI/AAAAAAAAAeE/2FOrX-Rbqr4/s320/100_0845.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697959300329504034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pSWwqxw5R30/TxM3yE9QSqI/AAAAAAAAAd4/afyW_NtKj8s/s1600/100_0840.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pSWwqxw5R30/TxM3yE9QSqI/AAAAAAAAAd4/afyW_NtKj8s/s320/100_0840.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697959287017458338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QVRfyvEcWGA/TxM3xnMx8PI/AAAAAAAAAds/aelelf79Xzo/s1600/100_0839.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QVRfyvEcWGA/TxM3xnMx8PI/AAAAAAAAAds/aelelf79Xzo/s320/100_0839.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697959279029514482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It truly was a great Christmas filled with family, fun, traditions, worship and more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6437329437305111988-4268632544133526544?l=wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/feeds/4268632544133526544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6437329437305111988&amp;postID=4268632544133526544&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/4268632544133526544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/4268632544133526544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/2012/01/christmas-with-family.html' title='Christmas with Family'/><author><name>Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03737707670272490523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I7PnBwUQSgE/TxM1D98pqxI/AAAAAAAAAc8/0VwsbLKpGTw/s72-c/100_0810.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437329437305111988.post-6105089163458656853</id><published>2012-01-15T11:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-15T12:11:49.619-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Crazies</title><content type='html'>This year for Christmas, we did something a little bit different. Lots of thanks to Heather and Carson for planning it. On Christmas Eve, we played Minute to Win It: Christmas Edition. I learned that I would never do very well on the show but it was a blast. There are lots of pictures too! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-E_Uv2YK6Lvg/TxMyaLPNnqI/AAAAAAAAAcA/DPu_JsigiUg/s1600/100_0832.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-E_Uv2YK6Lvg/TxMyaLPNnqI/AAAAAAAAAcA/DPu_JsigiUg/s320/100_0832.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697953378828394146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-09eaEc0bMyE/TxMyZxc5YmI/AAAAAAAAAb0/kufmlTU6sgc/s1600/100_0811.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-09eaEc0bMyE/TxMyZxc5YmI/AAAAAAAAAb0/kufmlTU6sgc/s320/100_0811.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697953371906466402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One challenge was to throw marshmallows through a wreath. It is a lot harder than it sounds, trust me. (I think they started moving the wreath so I could actually get more than one through.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--myUlhRR4Us/TxMvd6vF6bI/AAAAAAAAAag/vUezvDN4nWE/s1600/100_0818.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--myUlhRR4Us/TxMvd6vF6bI/AAAAAAAAAag/vUezvDN4nWE/s320/100_0818.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697950144583297458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mEm6fomFgFo/TxMvdsdha9I/AAAAAAAAAaU/vQy-4hhrhg8/s1600/100_0817.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mEm6fomFgFo/TxMvdsdha9I/AAAAAAAAAaU/vQy-4hhrhg8/s320/100_0817.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697950140751506386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5BVSch7HKNk/TxMvcpVvk6I/AAAAAAAAAaI/iMqSZbkTjYI/s1600/100_0816.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5BVSch7HKNk/TxMvcpVvk6I/AAAAAAAAAaI/iMqSZbkTjYI/s320/100_0816.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697950122733704098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TtgheQOAu2M/TxMvb-CWfiI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/ZqJOIBY3Rac/s1600/100_0815.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TtgheQOAu2M/TxMvb-CWfiI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/ZqJOIBY3Rac/s320/100_0815.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697950111109643810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ld9Tp7afFH0/TxMvbtvFEkI/AAAAAAAAAZw/_Qs_JAwSaNY/s1600/100_0812.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ld9Tp7afFH0/TxMvbtvFEkI/AAAAAAAAAZw/_Qs_JAwSaNY/s320/100_0812.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697950106733843010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another games was trying to get the cookies from your forehead to your mouth without using your hands or letting it fall. Love the picture of Brady on this one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sRhZ5EUFIA4/TxMwu3G3lrI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/hUhE-X9zK10/s1600/100_0824.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sRhZ5EUFIA4/TxMwu3G3lrI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/hUhE-X9zK10/s320/100_0824.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697951535178684082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wIsk1MUwB3s/TxMwt-RbP1I/AAAAAAAAAbI/z_99qK4s9U8/s1600/100_0823.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wIsk1MUwB3s/TxMwt-RbP1I/AAAAAAAAAbI/z_99qK4s9U8/s320/100_0823.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697951519922143058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FFtqNKRLfhg/TxMwtU8u3wI/AAAAAAAAAa4/0TssmFF_plk/s1600/100_0822.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FFtqNKRLfhg/TxMwtU8u3wI/AAAAAAAAAa4/0TssmFF_plk/s320/100_0822.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697951508829495042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KFBX9_P72JI/TxMwtFJaByI/AAAAAAAAAas/DxFPmrTQ_HY/s1600/100_0820.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KFBX9_P72JI/TxMwtFJaByI/AAAAAAAAAas/DxFPmrTQ_HY/s320/100_0820.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697951504587687714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another games was to see who could build the biggest shaving cream Christmas tree. Let's just say not all the shaving cream stayed on the plates. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gHCFyQ-Wrgk/TxMxsMZ_0NI/AAAAAAAAAbs/NOL0wYxm5m4/s1600/100_0828.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gHCFyQ-Wrgk/TxMxsMZ_0NI/AAAAAAAAAbs/NOL0wYxm5m4/s320/100_0828.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697952588868079826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W3f7wNALoqs/TxMxrxH78HI/AAAAAAAAAbc/4DpWhVVLa8E/s1600/100_0825.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W3f7wNALoqs/TxMxrxH78HI/AAAAAAAAAbc/4DpWhVVLa8E/s320/100_0825.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697952581544570994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't get pictures of the other challenges, but it was loads of fun. Honestly, we are just a bunch of Christmas Crazies! Good Times!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6437329437305111988-6105089163458656853?l=wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/feeds/6105089163458656853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6437329437305111988&amp;postID=6105089163458656853&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/6105089163458656853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/6105089163458656853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/2012/01/christmas-crazies.html' title='Christmas Crazies'/><author><name>Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03737707670272490523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-E_Uv2YK6Lvg/TxMyaLPNnqI/AAAAAAAAAcA/DPu_JsigiUg/s72-c/100_0832.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437329437305111988.post-4043657554764198832</id><published>2012-01-05T11:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-05T12:06:24.867-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Empty Well</title><content type='html'>Working at the temple is such an amazing experience. Talking with the other workers is so neat. On Saturday, one of the other sisters and I were talking about how important it is not to stretch ourselves to far. She told me that she was giving a presentation on this topic on Wednesday and invited me to attend. It was meant to be, because everything that I thought I had, did not happen. Can I just say this was one amazing, amazing presentation. It was titled, "How Can I Lengthen My Stride When I'm Already Doing the Splits". Here are some things that stood out to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two words answer this question perfectly. "You Can't!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As women, many time, we feel like we need to do everything for everyone and there is no way things will get done if we don't do them. We have been blessed with compassionate hearts. We are constantly giving water from our well. Sometimes we are so busy giving that water, that the well never gets replenished or there is no water when we need some. This is called the "empty-well syndrome". I have felt this the past couple of weeks. It was so nice to have energy again, but with that energy, (I felt) came responsibilities. I began to hand out water from my well because I had a lot of time to make up. Well, my well isn't completely empty, but it is getting there and I can tell. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can we resolve this. First, we need to maintain a balance. Overdoing one area of life (physical, emotional, etc.) creates imbalance in the other areas that are just as important. Second, we need to learn to say "no" and not feel guilty. This is so stinking hard. As part of a local organization, I have not been doing much even though one of our biggest fundraisers is coming up, because I couldn't. Not only am I not pulling my weight, but I feel super-guilty. This is huge. Saying no is liberating, but feeling guilty takes that away. This is a constant fight. Next, make time for what really matters. This isn't saying that everything you do in life isn't important, but some things are more important than others. Focus on the most important. Last, remember that you will never be caught up because there will always be more to do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I left this presentation feeling like a huge weight had been lifted off of me. It brought light to some of the questions that I have had. Seriously, I am a people pleaser and treat others how I want to be treated, but sometimes, I need to treat myself that same way and actually allow others to treat me that way. Easier said then done. That doesn't mean that I will stop serving or being involved. It just means that now I will evaluate everything I have to do, and do what is the most important and not worry about the smaller things.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6437329437305111988-4043657554764198832?l=wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/feeds/4043657554764198832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6437329437305111988&amp;postID=4043657554764198832&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/4043657554764198832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/4043657554764198832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/2012/01/empty-well.html' title='Empty Well'/><author><name>Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03737707670272490523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437329437305111988.post-8769481941005574617</id><published>2011-12-13T16:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T12:43:57.893-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ready</title><content type='html'>~ I'm ready to feel better&lt;br /&gt;~ I'm ready to have a full voice again&lt;br /&gt;~ I'm ready to have energy&lt;br /&gt;~ I'm ready to see my family&lt;br /&gt;~ I'm ready for the holidays to come but want them to stay longer&lt;br /&gt;~ I'm ready to start my Christmas shopping&lt;br /&gt;~ I'm ready to finish my Christmas shopping&lt;br /&gt;~ I'm ready to have a social life again&lt;br /&gt;~ I'm ready to run (not quoting the song)&lt;br /&gt;~ I'm ready to exercises again&lt;br /&gt;~ I'm ready to move forward &lt;br /&gt;~ I'm ready for the next step&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are just a few of the things for which I am so ready right now. What about you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6437329437305111988-8769481941005574617?l=wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/feeds/8769481941005574617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6437329437305111988&amp;postID=8769481941005574617&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/8769481941005574617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/8769481941005574617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/2011/12/ready.html' title='Ready'/><author><name>Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03737707670272490523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437329437305111988.post-5417366286227197419</id><published>2011-12-03T11:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-03T11:44:12.321-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Health Update</title><content type='html'>I have found my voice, and since I was the one who found it, I win the prize! Woo Hoo!!!! Ha ha ha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple of weeks ago, I posted that I wasn't feeling well and being grouchy and then I mentioned I had lost my voice. Well, it took until this current Wednesday to actually get my voice back, but I was still coughing, worn out and just plain sick. My bosses have been so good to me. They have told me that I will be getting sick pay. They even texted me on Thanksgiving  to make sure I had a dinner to eat. The day after Thanksgiving, they brought me soup, other goodies and movie to help me while I was feeling blah. For how stinky I thought Thanksgiving was going to be, I ended up realizing how extremely blessed I am to know so many wonderful people. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After another week of being sick, I was completely worn out and tired and feeling like this was never going to end. Through the encouragement of some different co-workers, I decided to go to the doctor yesterday. Two hours and $200 later, I found out that I have pneumonia and now have the medicine to take care of it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As bad as that sounds, I am actually really excited to know what is wrong and that there is a way to take care of it and get better. I have some pretty strong meds and am so ready to start feeling better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6437329437305111988-5417366286227197419?l=wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/feeds/5417366286227197419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6437329437305111988&amp;postID=5417366286227197419&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/5417366286227197419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/5417366286227197419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/2011/12/health-update.html' title='Health Update'/><author><name>Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03737707670272490523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437329437305111988.post-2812974798705202519</id><published>2011-11-24T11:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-24T11:44:07.383-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost</title><content type='html'>LOST:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Voice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It took with it:&lt;br /&gt;     A bit of my sanity&lt;br /&gt;     A small part of my brain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IF FOUND&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please return to me ASAP!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REWARD: My friendship and Gratitude FOREVER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Please note that without it, I will sound like a someone who has had a voice box transplant. Very Mechanical)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6437329437305111988-2812974798705202519?l=wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/feeds/2812974798705202519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6437329437305111988&amp;postID=2812974798705202519&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/2812974798705202519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/2812974798705202519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/2011/11/lost.html' title='Lost'/><author><name>Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03737707670272490523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437329437305111988.post-5624458121462852702</id><published>2011-11-21T13:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-21T14:02:08.865-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Comfy Couch of Complaints</title><content type='html'>I try not to be a complainer but here it goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now I am on my couch thinking about all the things that I need to and want to get done today. My immediate thought after that is that I don't want to move. Yet I know, if these things don't get done, there will be issues. However, staying on the couch is where I will stay. Why, you ask? Because my co-worker has learned to share really well. He was sick all last week and I am now sick. It kind of stinks. I really should be drinking plenty of liquids but I get tired of plain liquids and I really don't want to get of the couch. Yet, I am too prideful to ask for help or have someone run to the store for me and get me some apple juice or some Powerade Zero or Propel or something. This couch is really comfortable. It is my parents' old couch and I inherited it when they bought a new one. However, it does not provide much entertainment. I have read, checked facebook, watched some TV/movies, texted my bro and attempted to talk to my sister, though I don't have much of a voice. It would be great to get a "Brady Hug". My brother gives some amazing hugs and they always make me feel better, but he is too far away. Oh well. Life goes on and at least the couch is comfy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, I am hard to please today. Guess that comes with the territory. Thanks for listening to me complain.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6437329437305111988-5624458121462852702?l=wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/feeds/5624458121462852702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6437329437305111988&amp;postID=5624458121462852702&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/5624458121462852702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/5624458121462852702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/2011/11/comfy-couch-of-complaints.html' title='A Comfy Couch of Complaints'/><author><name>Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03737707670272490523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437329437305111988.post-6000990111922606386</id><published>2011-11-16T12:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-16T21:13:40.026-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Little Corny........</title><content type='html'>I am telling on myself with this post, but it makes me laugh so it is going on the blog. Ha Ha. I work at a food production plant as an office assistant/manager. We make a caramel popcorn product that is amazing!!! Talk to me if you want more details!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning, I was sitting in my office and working, because that is what I get paid to do. As I was working my nose began to sniff something. I had checked the break room and no one was eating anything, my co-workers were in their offices and the production workers were busy. I immediately began to wonder who was eating corn at 11:15 in the morning in this office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly it took a few minutes for me to get it. Oh yeah, they are in production and the popcorn is popping. That is why it smells like corn. Oh my! Ha Ha. Now it has me craving popcorn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6437329437305111988-6000990111922606386?l=wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/feeds/6000990111922606386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6437329437305111988&amp;postID=6000990111922606386&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/6000990111922606386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/6000990111922606386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/2011/11/little-corny.html' title='A Little Corny........'/><author><name>Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03737707670272490523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437329437305111988.post-2684991016349841499</id><published>2011-11-12T14:34:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-12T14:38:35.266-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun Fun Fun</title><content type='html'>A week or two ago, I got together with some girls to have so much needed Girl Time. It was a blast. We all brought food and ended up talking, eating, dancing, taking random pictures and watching a movie while eating lots and lots of candy. Her is a slide show of the pictures that we took.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" border="0" bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://smilebox.com/play/4d6a63334d5467304e7a633d0d0a&amp;blogview=true&amp;campaign=blog_playback_link" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img width="386" height="303" alt="Click to play this Smilebox slideshow" src="http://smilebox.com/snap/4d6a63334d5467304e7a633d0d0a.jpg" style="border: medium none ;"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smilebox.com/?partner=smilebox&amp;campaign=blog_snapshot" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img width="386" height="46" alt="Create your own slideshow - Powered by Smilebox" src="http://www.smilebox.com/globalImages/blogInstructions/blogLogoSmileboxSmall.gif" style="border: medium none ;"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;Personalize your own &lt;a href="http://www.smilebox.com/" target="_blank"&gt;free photo slideshow&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the great times girls!!! Let's not wait too long before we do another one!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6437329437305111988-2684991016349841499?l=wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/feeds/2684991016349841499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6437329437305111988&amp;postID=2684991016349841499&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/2684991016349841499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/2684991016349841499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/2011/11/fun-fun-fun.html' title='Fun Fun Fun'/><author><name>Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03737707670272490523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437329437305111988.post-1646823530410201085</id><published>2011-11-11T09:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-11T16:59:43.467-08:00</updated><title type='text'>11/11/11</title><content type='html'>With it being Veteran's Day and in the spirit of the date 11/11/11, I would like to share with you 11 things relating to veterans, this date, or the number 11 in general.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I am so extremely grateful for all of those who have sacrificed their time and efforts, some even giving their lives or arms, or what be it. They are true heroes who deserve to be honored and recognized.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. One of my favorite Veteran's Day memories happened a couple of years ago, while working in a law office in Idaho. We went to lunch as an office and one of the attorneys, who is a veteran, shared stories of his experiences with military service. It was really neat to hear. What was cool was that you could see the pride in had for the USA. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Growing up, I loved it when the digital clocks hit 11:11. I always made a huge deal of it and would make a wish when I saw that. I was convinced that all the wishes made at 11:11, as long as the clock did not change, would come true. Ha Ha. If that is the case, I should be making wishes all day today because it is 11/11/11.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. As a member of the Drill Team, I remember performing at Veteran's Day assemblies and hearing stories of veterans. Those were always neat experiences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Every year in Poky, the bands, color guards, drill teams, and cheerleaders would get together and perform a huge halftime show call Extravaganza. We would practice the week before with the marching and formations and all of that. It was always a very patriotic program. There would be a 21-gun salute and taps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. It seems that this holiday begins to mean more and more to me each year. A deeper sense of gratitude for all the liberties that we enjoy, because of these veterans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. My Grandpa is a veteran. He was one of my heroes growing up. I have learned more about him since his death in 2005. I truly wish that I could have learned more about him and his service while he was still alive. He has been on my mind a lot today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Eleven has the most syllables of the numbers 1-20, with three. Yup. That's right. Random Fact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Patriotic music helps set the mood of the day nicely. This morning, while working I had the opportunity to listen to a lot of different songs and it made me happy. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.  This one is brought to you by Sesame Street. &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/l.php?u=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.youtube.com%2Fwatch%3Fv%3DjBJbhu35Ejw&amp;h=vAQGySHy9"&gt;Click here.&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;11. Happy Veteran's Day. May this one be better then the one before and the next one even better. Remember to thank those who have served. (Oh and Happy 11/11/11. Don't stop wishing today. You never know when they will come true.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6437329437305111988-1646823530410201085?l=wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/feeds/1646823530410201085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6437329437305111988&amp;postID=1646823530410201085&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/1646823530410201085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/1646823530410201085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/2011/11/111111.html' title='11/11/11'/><author><name>Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03737707670272490523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437329437305111988.post-3943706547559355212</id><published>2011-10-31T10:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-01T17:19:46.608-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Inspired and Blessed</title><content type='html'>Hello Friends! Hope you are all doing just fabulous! Lately  I have been doing a lot of reflecting and thinking (which is miraculous in and of itself because my brain has not been working so great). There are so many things that have happened over the past year and the blessings that have come from those are incredible. I entered this weekend with a resolve to be more grateful for all that I have and to be more positive, even when things are not going how they should or how I want them to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend was Stake Conference and it was great! The Saturday night session proved amazing, as usual. There were talks about overcoming trials, clinging to covenants, being prepared and more. The music was phenomenal.  It made me excited for the Sunday session.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Sunday session was a Regional Broadcast and we were blessed to hear from Elder Jensen, Sister Wixom, Elder Anderson, &amp; President Monson. Each of their talks struck a different chord with me and helped me to realize how abundantly I have been blessed, but that there is still so much more to do. I could write about the whole experience, but felt that some of what I learned was very personal for me. Let's just say it was a GREAT Stake Conference. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday night, my stake had a fireside. A man from the Ivory Coast spoke about his conversion and story. He was amazing and strong with his testimony. It was incredible the power you felt as he testified and shared his stories of how he found the church, came to the United States, and received answers to others prayers that literally saved his families lives. The way he acted upon the promptings he received after humble and sincere prayer, showed his courage, trust and faith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The night finished up watching a movie about the Saints in Africa. Their faith is awe inspiring. I would have to check, but pretty sure I said "Wow!" over twenty times. They went ahead with worshipping and with faith, even though there was no formal organization when they began learning about the church. They were strong and devout to what they had learned through the scriptures and other literature that church provided. Once they were officially organized they continued with the same strength and conviction. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They (the saints on the movie and the speaker at the fireside)have inspired me to be better and more faithful in keeping the commandments and my covenants. Also, showed me that I really need to be appreciative for what I know, what I have, and the way that gospel came into my life. They are so humble, but so strong and faithful. What powerful example!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6437329437305111988-3943706547559355212?l=wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/feeds/3943706547559355212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6437329437305111988&amp;postID=3943706547559355212&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/3943706547559355212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/3943706547559355212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/2011/10/inspired-and-blessed.html' title='Inspired and Blessed'/><author><name>Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03737707670272490523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437329437305111988.post-4753041398803567414</id><published>2011-10-22T11:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-22T12:06:27.100-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Friday</title><content type='html'>Friday was my favorite day of this week (thus far because the week isn't over, but it will be hard to beat.)You see, it has been 5 months since I have seen my sister and her family. They were at my parents' house this weekend and I was able to take a day off and spend some time with them. Here are some of the highlights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Getting niece and nephews hugs and cuddles.&lt;br /&gt;~Taking pictures &lt;br /&gt;~Visiting with my Grandma.&lt;br /&gt;~Helping my dad fix doors (with a table saw and all).&lt;br /&gt;~Good Food!&lt;br /&gt;~Rough housing, dog piling and tickling.&lt;br /&gt;~Playing at Brooklyn's Playground.&lt;br /&gt;~Good company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all the fun, it was sooo hard to come back. However, I needed to be back and get some sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it is so hard to to live far away from them. My brother wasn't able to come down either. It has been so long since all of us were all together. With the holidays coming up, hopefully we will all be able to spend more time with each other. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love my family tons!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6437329437305111988-4753041398803567414?l=wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/feeds/4753041398803567414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6437329437305111988&amp;postID=4753041398803567414&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/4753041398803567414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/4753041398803567414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/2011/10/family-friday.html' title='Family Friday'/><author><name>Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03737707670272490523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437329437305111988.post-2993739825564466207</id><published>2011-10-06T11:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-06T12:59:46.447-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cowgirl Up!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;HOWDY! A couple of years ago, while filling my car with gas, I began to small talk with another man (in his forties or fifties) about little things. While I was washing my windows, waiting for my car to be filled, he asked me a really random question. He asked “Are you a Cowgirl?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was a little confused and told him no. He continued to tell me that I sound like a cowgirl and I was dressed like a cowgirl. Please note that I was wearing a sweater and jeans that day. I have never been told I sound like one, so I began to think what cowgirls sound like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another incident occurred when on a date over a year ago. It was a blind date. When the guy found out that I was from Idaho, he got really excited. He immediately asked me if I was a rancher. After I told him no, he continued to ask if my parents were ranchers. After responding no to this question, he was a bit dumbfounded. I explained that we lived in a city in Idaho. He was so confused. Then he said this: “Then your grandparents must be ranchers!”  Wow! My Grandpa did work on a Potato Farm for a while, but honestly, he was not a rancher. He was a railroader. This guy was flabbergasted, to say the least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let’s fast forward to this morning. Since getting this job, I haven’t really had a need to wear long pants to work, where it is a casual work environment, where I may need to help on the production floor, and where the weather has been great. This morning was chilly and I didn't see it warming up. I put on some jeans, a shirt, a zip up hoodie, and a pair of black shoes. Not sure why, but my co-worker came up and asked me if I was trying to be all cowgirl like today. Ha Ha Ha. I laughed. He thought I was wearing boots and the jeans probably threw him off. As I walked to the shipping department, I was literally laughing as all of these memories rushed my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I pictures cowgirls, this is what I picture:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QEvxBorbvAE/To33xVxi4YI/AAAAAAAAAZo/JxwuAat5G5I/s1600/Cowgirl-In-Blue.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 200px; height: 176px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660452733705183618" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QEvxBorbvAE/To33xVxi4YI/AAAAAAAAAZo/JxwuAat5G5I/s200/Cowgirl-In-Blue.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That’s not me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe this is a sign that I was meant to be a cowgirl. I decided to do a little research on what it takes to be a cowgirl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Dress like one  ~ Apparently I have that one down, even though I don’t think I do. I don’t own the cowgirl hat or boots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Know lots about horses  ~ I know some things about them, but not a ton. Plus, I have never really been horseback riding. We went once when I was a kid, but someone guided the horse the whole time. If that counts, then I have been elephant back riding too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Attend Rodeos  ~ Though I from a place where the DNCFR comes yearly, I have never been to a rodeo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Listen to Country and Rock Music  ~ This one is fine. I do listen to Country music sometimes, but not so much rock. Hhhmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Work on a Ranch and learn about cattle  ~ Lots of room for improvement on this one. Seriously!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Enjoy being outdoors, working with animals and keeping a quintessential American way of life alive. ~ I love being outside, not so much with the animals, but the American way of life is always great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It appears that I don’t have what it takes to be a cowgirl. Ha Ha. Oh well, a girl can dream right? Or, I can always wait for more people to proclaim me a cowgirl even though it is not true. Happy Trails Y’all!&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/6437329437305111988-2993739825564466207?l=wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/feeds/2993739825564466207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6437329437305111988&amp;postID=2993739825564466207&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/2993739825564466207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/2993739825564466207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/2011/10/cowgirl-up.html' title='Cowgirl Up!'/><author><name>Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03737707670272490523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QEvxBorbvAE/To33xVxi4YI/AAAAAAAAAZo/JxwuAat5G5I/s72-c/Cowgirl-In-Blue.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437329437305111988.post-1082805670787590261</id><published>2011-09-30T23:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-30T23:34:35.212-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Bittersweet State.....</title><content type='html'>Oh, what a bittersweet announcement this is. I can no longer be identified as an Idaho Driver based on my car. I guess that comes with the territory of buying a new car in a different State. Yesterday it became official. I now have a new State's license plates on my car. The funny part is that when I was choosing out which plates to get, they guy was describing to me what each of the plates looked like. He mentioned one looked similar to the Idaho ones. He really didn't need to go any further. Those were the ones I wanted at that point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not sure how I feel about it, but the new owner of my old car gave me my old plates back so technically, I still have Idaho plates. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is all for now, but there is more to come.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6437329437305111988-1082805670787590261?l=wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/feeds/1082805670787590261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6437329437305111988&amp;postID=1082805670787590261&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/1082805670787590261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/1082805670787590261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/2011/09/bittersweet-state.html' title='A Bittersweet State.....'/><author><name>Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03737707670272490523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437329437305111988.post-2570542461848061782</id><published>2011-09-25T15:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-25T15:33:15.003-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Reminiscing</title><content type='html'>I am not sure where it came from or why it has happened, but I have a case of Reminiscing Fever. I thought that I would share some of those walks down memory lane with you. (Some of you may be involved in these stories so I hope you enjoy the walk down Memory Lane as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Thursday, I was talking on the phone with a friend and some random memories came to mind. It was strange because they were ones from Elementary School (ions ago - or at least that's how it feels). In Kindergarten, we made these little phone books to practice writing our numbers. That was probably the first time a guy ever asked me for my phone number. Ha Ha Ha. Anyway, my phone number had two of the same numbers together and people got confused. I remember thinking that I was not going to get confused when people had two numbers together in their phone number. Then one girl was giving me her number and it had the of the same number together, and it made me confused. Guess I didn't do so well with this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another memory from early elementary days, was my keen fashion sense. Yes, that's right. I was a fashion diva. For those of you who didn't know me then, I am completely kidding on this one. In fact, I was quite the opposite. I wore matching sweatsuits to school constantly. When it warmed up, I would still wear the pant with t-shirts or find a pair of shorts and wear a dance shirt or something. Yup. I was the coolest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was also pretty random (some things don't change). I would get together with one friend and almost every time we were at her house we would dance to music and eat popcorn. The songs were not normal songs. I think they were songs like "Purple People Eater" and those types. i don't rightly recall. (Help me out Jenn!). Those were good times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On some more serious notes, lately I have been thinking a lot about the past. Memories have flooded my brain of the mission and some of the experiences there. It seems like, no matter where I am at, something from the mission will pop up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While sitting in Sunday School, on came to mind and wouldn't go away. This happened in my third area. I felt like I was a relatively new missionary and my companion was a new missionary too. We had been put into a new area and told to work. We had some good times together. However the one memory that keeps coming to mind is when we were teaching a man in his garage. We were have a good lesson and he was doing most of the teaching. Some people came from another religion and want to argue. We answered their questions and then tried to turn it around. Being newer missionaries, and not feeling a great command of the language, we did what we knew how to do and testified. I remember testifying and saying we are not here to argue but to teach. They left shortly after that and the mood and spirit completely changed. It was a great teaching moment of how peace brings the spirit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another mission memory came to my mind of a woman in that same area who was trying to give up coffee. When we presented her with the commitment to keep the Word of Wisdom, we were a little nervous. Her response amazed us. She said something about how she gave up coffee and alcohol when she was pregnant because she loved her kids, and she loved the Lord even more, so she would give this up for him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend, I was able to come home and spend some time with my padres and some friends. I was talking to a friend's brother. I met him when he was 8. In fact, one of my first memories of him was giving him Play-do on his birthday and both of us being all excited about it. As I talked with him yesterday, it was strange to see that he is all grown up and getting ready to serve a mission in Hawaii. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are so many other memories I have, and I seem to be in the mood to explore memories, &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;so help me out&lt;/span&gt;. If you have some fun memories of us, please remind me of those. I love walking down memory lane and I have so many good memories with people who read this. It would be fun to remember more. For those of you I didn't mention on here, if you leave me a comment with a memory, I will leave you a memory of you as well. Maybe this will cure the fever!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6437329437305111988-2570542461848061782?l=wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/feeds/2570542461848061782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6437329437305111988&amp;postID=2570542461848061782&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/2570542461848061782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/2570542461848061782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/2011/09/reminiscing.html' title='Reminiscing'/><author><name>Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03737707670272490523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437329437305111988.post-3305206782626308201</id><published>2011-09-17T12:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-17T13:08:25.482-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Somedays You've Gotta Vent!</title><content type='html'>My dad is amazing! This morning, I called him after a particularly frustrating situation. We ended up talking for 40 minutes or so. He not only listened, but gave me advice on that situation and some other situations in my life. Usually, I try to not to vent on the blog, but here are a few things that set me off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~People getting in my face (literally). I hate contention and don't like being in those types of situations. Getting in my face will make a draw back and pay less attention to what you are saying. That is just what happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~It drives me nuts when people think that they can manage my life and health better than I can, and accuse me of doing the worst possible things for my body when they are the exact things that have helped me. I don't mind advice, I really don't, but when I say some things work and others don't, please believe me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~When I say that I am healthier now, than I was in the beginning, excitement would be nice, instead of telling me that I am not healthy and the blood tests lie. Really, I didn't know those test could fabricate the truth. My nutrition levels, for the most part, have been balanced the past couple of times I have had them checked. That is healthy to me (or as healthy as I can be with a paralyzed stomach).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that off my chest, thank you for allowing this vent session. Some times it helps to say what you feel. It doesn't help that I have been living in pain this week, with something like Impingement Syndrome in my shoulder. Pain always makes everything worse. &lt;br /&gt;However, talking with my dad proved to be a great blessing. Another major blessing was running into an old Bishop who is a doctor and getting some help with the shoulder. One more blessing was an amazing fireside that has inspired me to focus on being a better disciple. Last night, I ran into a friend, who I always tend to see when she is in town. There is no denying that the Lord's hand is in my life and He is constantly aware of me and my needs. He knows my needs and efforts and will make up for my weaknesses and imperfections.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6437329437305111988-3305206782626308201?l=wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/feeds/3305206782626308201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6437329437305111988&amp;postID=3305206782626308201&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/3305206782626308201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/3305206782626308201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/2011/09/somedays-youve-gotta-vent.html' title='Somedays You&apos;ve Gotta Vent!'/><author><name>Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03737707670272490523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437329437305111988.post-8570048729541073476</id><published>2011-09-09T15:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-09T17:01:54.878-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It All Happened in One CrAzY Week....</title><content type='html'>Once there was a girl who had a crazy week. It all started one Friday with a busy day at work. Once she got home, she planned to take it easy. She did just that, while having some fun with a friend to celebrate. They went to dinner and got frozen yogurt. It was amazing!&lt;br /&gt;The next day started out super-early, at the temple. After the temple, she had been invited to this event called "The Rope Swing of Happiness". It was fun to watch and great to catch up with the people there. She began to get tired but decided to do some grocery shopping before going home. Shortly after getting home, some friends contacted her and they got together to do some stuff. They ended up doing some shopping and the girl found a dress she liked and was pleasantly surprised when the price of that dress was $10. Woo Hoo! Then it was time to rush home and prep for the BSU football game. She got together with some other friends to watch it. Good times and a good game!&lt;br /&gt;Sunday proved to be just as busy. After church, she went to lunch at a friend's house, whom she hadn't talked with in a while. Then she met up with another friend, who needed to talk and vent. The rest of the day was spent with her.&lt;br /&gt;Monday was a day of fun. A group of friends went to the Eastern Idaho State Fair, which is quite amazing! They had a blast. The food and exhibits and company were all just Great!!!&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday, work was a little too crazy. She ended up working late and was in need of a stress reliever when she got home. Her relief was going for a run and ended up going about 2 1/2 miles! :D Then she went for a drive with her newly married friend and they caught up with each others' lives. &lt;br /&gt;Wednesday was still crazy-busy at work, and she even ended up working a little late again. However, she couldn't work too late because she had to go to a board meeting, where she was up for nomination to become a member of the board. The nomination was approved.&lt;br /&gt;By Thursday, she had decided that work was going to be crazy, no matter what that week. After work she realized how completely worn out she was and skipped doing some things that she really should have or wanted to, so that she could rest. &lt;br /&gt;Wow! She was tired. That Friday, she found herself hoping for a little bit of a less craziness for the upcoming week! Who knows what will happen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6437329437305111988-8570048729541073476?l=wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/feeds/8570048729541073476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6437329437305111988&amp;postID=8570048729541073476&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/8570048729541073476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/8570048729541073476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/2011/09/it-all-happened-in-one-crazy-week.html' title='It All Happened in One CrAzY Week....'/><author><name>Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03737707670272490523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437329437305111988.post-8269784339799118667</id><published>2011-08-26T15:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-26T15:51:06.876-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lessons Learned</title><content type='html'>That's right folks, it is now time for another episode of Lessons Learned, brought to you by me! Ha Ha. So get comfortable and grab a snack and a notepad, because these are good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~New cars drive great! &lt;br /&gt;~Good conversations with a friend teaches you tons about them and yourself!&lt;br /&gt;~The more similarities you find with people, you find out that there really are types of people and you are a type.&lt;br /&gt;~Everyone needs to have a cat. (This was taught by a 3-year old boy). &lt;br /&gt;~If you do not have a cat, then said 3-year old boy will pretend to be your cat.&lt;br /&gt;~Little kids bring excitement to life.&lt;br /&gt;~Give kids candy and they'll like you!&lt;br /&gt;~Guitar Hero is intense. Not so good at it, but it was my first time.&lt;br /&gt;~Insurance hunting is no bueno. Just need to go and get it done.&lt;br /&gt;~Talking with someone on the phone about good stuff makes me happy :)&lt;br /&gt;~When cleaning a car, you tend to get dirty. Kind of ironic, right?&lt;br /&gt;~Even an old car can feel nice when clean.&lt;br /&gt;~Throwing a Frisbee takes skills that I don't have, at least not yet.&lt;br /&gt;~Zumba is super-fun&lt;br /&gt;~The day after Zumba, you will be super-dehydrated so carry water with you wherever you go. Seriously! &lt;br /&gt;~Good co-workers are great to have! It makes work more fun!&lt;br /&gt;~A job can be considered amazing when you can eat a Caramel Cob and do your job at the same time and not be looked at as a slacker but more as Quality Assurance. (So Sweet!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6437329437305111988-8269784339799118667?l=wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/feeds/8269784339799118667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6437329437305111988&amp;postID=8269784339799118667&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/8269784339799118667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/8269784339799118667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/2011/08/lessons-learned.html' title='Lessons Learned'/><author><name>Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03737707670272490523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437329437305111988.post-7168602816893851645</id><published>2011-08-20T21:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-21T14:40:22.127-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Epically Amazing"</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was epically (my new made-up word) amazing! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why, you ask. Well, let me share some parts of this day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent the morning in the temple and received some great answers and guidance, as well as learned a very powerful lesson on the strength of women in their own unique ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought a car today! It was a little nerve racking, to say the least. Thanks to my friend Sheila who helped me throughout the process. It is a great car and I am super-excited!!! It was great to see everything fall into place with the car and it just worked out so well, that I know it was a good choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lSdXowxHEsI/TlF6TxJBudI/AAAAAAAAAZg/l_9R3fx5OYs/s1600/100_0730.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lSdXowxHEsI/TlF6TxJBudI/AAAAAAAAAZg/l_9R3fx5OYs/s320/100_0730.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643426288099244498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a thank-you, Sheila and I went to lunch at Pizza Pie Cafe. I know what some of you are thinking. "You can't eat pizza Whitney." Well, you're right, but there is a lot more than pizza there. They have pastas and sauces, dessert pizzas, cheese sticks, and more. Basically it was my one and only meal of the day because we ate so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight we were blessed with the opportunity to listen to Elder Bednar. He was in town and did a Q&amp;A fireside for the YSA. It was so great and there is so much to think about now. There was a lot of talk about faith requiring actions, agency, the strength of the Lord, and the Atonement. It is amazing how much was fit into a short two-hour period. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to everyone involved in the epically amazing day. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6437329437305111988-7168602816893851645?l=wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/feeds/7168602816893851645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6437329437305111988&amp;postID=7168602816893851645&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/7168602816893851645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/7168602816893851645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/2011/08/epically-amazing.html' title='&quot;Epically Amazing&quot;'/><author><name>Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03737707670272490523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lSdXowxHEsI/TlF6TxJBudI/AAAAAAAAAZg/l_9R3fx5OYs/s72-c/100_0730.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437329437305111988.post-7205613946986121102</id><published>2011-08-07T21:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-07T21:40:25.785-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Activities &amp; Ancestors</title><content type='html'>This has been a pretty epic week! Basically, it was amazing!!! Here are some of the highlights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- My good friends Andrea and Robert got married on Tuesday and I was able to attend the sealing and the picnic afterwards. It was such a neat experience and they are so perfect for each other. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I tried Huckleberry Pie for the first time and thoroughly enjoyed it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Went to a board meeting for the Literacy Center.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Celebrated National Chocolate Chip Day, with lots of amazing chocolate chip treats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Got a free sample of a new flavor of product at work and it is FABULOUS!! (I don't do the production, I work the office end of the spectrum).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Made mint brownies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Went to dinner with two good friends. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- The temple is opened again, so I got to go back to work there. It was sooooo good to be back! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Got shaved ice from a little Mexican place that was super good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Went for a walk on the River Trail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Received a calling as the Literacy Specialist in my ward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Had a potluck with some good friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tons of Fun!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a more serious note, yesterday I was encouraged to learn more about my heritage. This is something that I know little bits about but never taken the time to learn. Today, I spent some time reading some of the histories that I had been given. It was really neat. One of my relatives was the first mayor of Logan. Another relative crossed the plains in a group with very little water and took it to the Lord. With his help, she was able to find the needed water. Some of my relatives traveled with the Willard Richards Handcart Company and traveled through Martin's Cove. I remember hearing of my dad and grandpa going up there but it never really hit me to study their story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After reading through the papers I had, I felt a special feeling for one ancestor. Her name is Mary Jane Barnes. Her pioneer journey started when she was four days old. She traveled with the Martin Company in one of the companies that suffered the greatest losses. Her parents assisted in building the St. George Temple. I am not sure why I felt this connection to her, but I did. After her death, her children were looking over her personal things and found wrapped and labeled presents for each one of them, that were ready for Christmas. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What an inspirational woman and what an example of being prepared and thinking and putting others first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6437329437305111988-7205613946986121102?l=wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/feeds/7205613946986121102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6437329437305111988&amp;postID=7205613946986121102&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/7205613946986121102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/7205613946986121102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/2011/08/activities-ancestors.html' title='Activities &amp; Ancestors'/><author><name>Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03737707670272490523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437329437305111988.post-8796546572813263845</id><published>2011-08-05T09:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-05T09:51:16.055-07:00</updated><title type='text'>An Equation of Sorts</title><content type='html'>What do you get when you have:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whitney&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chocolate Overload &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A HUGE Thunder &amp; Lightning Storm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll give you some time to ponder that. Insert Final Jeopardy music here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;........................................................................&lt;br /&gt;........................................................................&lt;br /&gt;........................................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Times Up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you get it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The answer is:&lt;br /&gt;One tired girl who could not sleep because of the storm and fried nerves, as well a chocolate overdose, who is trying to fight the after affects of all of that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's hoping it works.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6437329437305111988-8796546572813263845?l=wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/feeds/8796546572813263845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6437329437305111988&amp;postID=8796546572813263845&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/8796546572813263845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/8796546572813263845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/2011/08/equation-of-sorts.html' title='An Equation of Sorts'/><author><name>Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03737707670272490523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437329437305111988.post-2989612401227081766</id><published>2011-07-31T21:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T23:10:35.798-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Change of Plans</title><content type='html'>I have decided that maybe I should not be such a planner. It seems that whenever I make plans to do one thing, I end up doing something completely different. This is seemingly becoming a norm in my life. Honestly. Here is why I say that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my last post, I had decided to home for the upcoming weekend and attend my class reunion. The decision was made and the money sent in. Tuesday, we received notice that the reunion had been canceled. Yup, that meant that I had a whole weekend with nothing to do because I had been planning on leaving. The best part though is that, because of the change of plans, I was able to spend the weekend helping some friends move and serving others, which I truly needed. It gave me the opportunity to think more of others and less of myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, I had planned to do something with a group tonight. However a storm thundered in and lighting struck. It was loud and close enough that it seemed to shake my place... or maybe that was just me feeling me shaking, but I promise that it was the thunder. There was one clap of thunder that sounded like it hit a close-by building, with another clap of thunder right behind it. (This may be a good time to let you know that my biggest fear in the world is thunder and lightning.) This storm scared me enough that I was shaking for the next hour. Wow! Basically, that did not goes as planned either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, July was the month of plans changing plans and it has taught me a lot of things. Honestly, changes in plans can make for some fun and interesting times, as well as some well-needed help and changes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side note, the focus on family has yet to subside. Basically for the past three weeks, it has become a major focus in my life. Though I am not sure why, it has been a time of great learning and has increased my desire for that exact thing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6437329437305111988-2989612401227081766?l=wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/feeds/2989612401227081766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6437329437305111988&amp;postID=2989612401227081766&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/2989612401227081766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/2989612401227081766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/2011/07/change-of-plans.html' title='Change of Plans'/><author><name>Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03737707670272490523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437329437305111988.post-7680190059508712562</id><published>2011-07-22T08:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-22T11:08:00.793-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Reunited and it Feels So Good!!!</title><content type='html'>Last night I went to dinner with an amazing friend who I don't get to see very often. She is here for the summer and it was fabulous! One of her first comments to me was that I needed to blog more, so this one is for you! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner, we met up with two other friends and had a RSP 11th ward reunion. Everything seemed to pickup where it had left off. These girls are great. Basically, we covered ever subject possible in one way or another. My goodness, we even talked about crazy and awkward situations, seeing people riding bikes while carrying a scooter and smoking, SNL like situations, changes, bawling in movie theaters and more. Definitely made my night, plus we got Gelatto! Pretty fabulous stuff there. I got Mamma Mia Mango. YUMMY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This got me to think about how fun certain reunions can be. I was really looking forward to this one because we all know each other and have fun when we are together. Family reunions are usually something I look forward to as well. We don't have them a lot in my family, but we have certain times when we get together that I look forward to. For instance, an uncle who lives in Tennessee comes out once a year, usually in July. When he comes, if possible, I try to head home. Last year, we had one for my dad's family that was nice. It was great to see cousins that I usually don't get to see. These kind of reunions always turn out to be fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which brings us to the class reunion. That's right. I have one of those coming up and am not sure what to think. I am going into it with some major trepidation. I have my reasons, but will keep those inside because nobody needs to know how odd I am. To me, they seem valid, but to others they may appear silly. However, I am thinking I will brave this one out and see how it goes. Who knows, maybe it will be a fabulous experience. If not, I don't have to go ever again, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe the reason I am not looking forward to it is the fear of the unexpected. Not knowing what is going to happen is sometimes really hard for me. I take that back, not knowing what is going to happen is usually pretty hard on me, but I am getting better at it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hope is that I will leave my class reunion thinking, as I have thought with other reunions, (in the words of Peaches and Herbs) "Reunited and it Feels So Good!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6437329437305111988-7680190059508712562?l=wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/feeds/7680190059508712562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6437329437305111988&amp;postID=7680190059508712562&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/7680190059508712562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/7680190059508712562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/2011/07/reunited-and-it-feels-so-good.html' title='Reunited and it Feels So Good!!!'/><author><name>Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03737707670272490523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437329437305111988.post-2121596783637775186</id><published>2011-07-13T18:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-13T17:15:00.187-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Amazing Fourth of July Fun!!!</title><content type='html'>In case you don't remember, I LOVE the Fourth of July!!! It is pretty much my favorite holiday ever!!! Basically it is in part because of the fireworks: the colors, the sounds, the smell, and all that fun stuff. Usually we spend some time as a family with a picnic and all that fun stuff. However, this year did not turn out that way. My parents were with my sister and my brother was up at school. Where I live, they do a big firework display on the Friday before. I watched those from a parking lot and hurried home after to get to so I could get up early the next morning. I thought about heading back to Poky for the big firework display, but nothing seemed to work out and the weather didn't look to promising Monday morning, so I stayed put.&lt;br /&gt;A couple of friends and I went to a parade in a neighboring city. It was nice and the weather was perfect. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K6P3YyxRN7U/Th40Iz8XLjI/AAAAAAAAAZY/HZEAI1cKopg/s1600/100_0648.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K6P3YyxRN7U/Th40Iz8XLjI/AAAAAAAAAZY/HZEAI1cKopg/s320/100_0648.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628993910246682162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mGuo8Op8AVg/Th40IhkG4zI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/LKdR--yR0p8/s1600/100_0647.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mGuo8Op8AVg/Th40IhkG4zI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/LKdR--yR0p8/s320/100_0647.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628993905313112882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was followed by some yummy food. I came home and cleaned a bit. I went to "Kung Fu Panda 2" which was good. Then it was off to a party and some fireworks in the same neighboring city. It was so fun!!! After that, we went back to a friend's house to watch some more fireworks. That totally made my day!!! Basically, this Fourth of July was AMAZING! :D Thanks to all those who were a part of it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6437329437305111988-2121596783637775186?l=wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/feeds/2121596783637775186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6437329437305111988&amp;postID=2121596783637775186&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/2121596783637775186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/2121596783637775186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/2011/07/amazing-fourth-of-july-fun.html' title='Amazing Fourth of July Fun!!!'/><author><name>Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03737707670272490523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K6P3YyxRN7U/Th40Iz8XLjI/AAAAAAAAAZY/HZEAI1cKopg/s72-c/100_0648.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437329437305111988.post-2318829424760667029</id><published>2011-07-06T19:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-06T19:12:05.443-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Help!!!</title><content type='html'>I am going to be speaking in church in a couple of weeks and the topic is a really tough one for me. Basically, here are the three topics that I need to incorporate:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Pioneers&lt;br /&gt;~Establishing a Christ-Centered Home (Conference talk from April 2011)&lt;br /&gt;~Developing Celestial Traditions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I have read through this talk and some scriptures on traditions, I realized how family-centered this talk is going to be. I feel completely out of my league. Tonight I have been searching the Internet for some pioneer stories that could be used. Does anyone have any suggestions where to look or have any stories or thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please share!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6437329437305111988-2318829424760667029?l=wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/feeds/2318829424760667029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6437329437305111988&amp;postID=2318829424760667029&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/2318829424760667029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/2318829424760667029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/2011/07/help.html' title='Help!!!'/><author><name>Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03737707670272490523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437329437305111988.post-687579360116708119</id><published>2011-06-17T10:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-17T10:58:54.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Good News!!!</title><content type='html'>I Got A Job!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been over 7 months, and they have not been the easiest months in the world. However, they have taught me a lot about who I am and what I really need and want in life. It has been eye opening. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Thursday, I learned that I would have one job interview on Monday afternoon. The next day, I did a phone interview and got called back for a face-to-face interview on Monday morning. Two interviews in one day. After the interviews, I had a preference of which job I would prefer and was super-excited to hear back from them. On Thursday, I found out I had not received one of the jobs. Shortly after that discovery, the job that I was excited about called me and asked me to come in for another interview. It was so exciting. They told me that I would hear back either that night or Friday morning. After 5, I determined it would be the next day because the office closes at 5. I got a call around 6:45 offering me the job! I am so excited and it is going to be a fabulous experience! I will be the Office Assistant for Kathy Kaye Foods! I start Monday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is such a blessing to get a job and I know that it is a direct result of all the prayers that have been made in my behalf during this time. Thank you all for your love and support and prayers!!! You are the greatest family and friends ever!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6437329437305111988-687579360116708119?l=wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/feeds/687579360116708119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6437329437305111988&amp;postID=687579360116708119&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/687579360116708119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/687579360116708119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/2011/06/good-news.html' title='Good News!!!'/><author><name>Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03737707670272490523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437329437305111988.post-1639901253665677827</id><published>2011-06-10T13:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-10T14:10:59.800-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Falling Into Place</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;“Most folks are about as happy as they make their minds up to be.” – Abraham Lincoln&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems like the past couple of months, things have been up in the air and, at times, I have seriously doubted if things were ever going to work out. It is hard to believe the peace that comes when they start. My life has gone from boring to exciting and fun. I am truly happy with the direction it is heading. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As mentioned in the previous post, I have started attending a family ward and it is amazing. I can now walk to church and also am ready to learn so much. It is great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My internship is keeping me busy and I am developing a passion for the organization. This past week I was given the opportunity to teach future volunteers and train them. It was crazy to think that I could teach that after such a short time, but it was great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Wednesday, I was set apart as an ordinance worker for the temple and start bright and early on Saturday. When I say early, I mean 5 am. It is going to be fabulous and I am super-excited for the opportunity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a phone interview for a job today and have another interview for a different job on Monday, with the possibility of another one next week. This is great because I was beginning to feel stagnant in the job hunt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt; “God helps those who help themselves.” – Benjamin Franklin&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems like I have been directed to do so many things lately and have had no clue why. Now, I am beginning to see what a blessing they were in my life and am so thankful for the time I have had to discover these blessings. However, I recognize that I need to keep working towards the goals I have and doing my best, so that the blessing will continue to come.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6437329437305111988-1639901253665677827?l=wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/feeds/1639901253665677827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6437329437305111988&amp;postID=1639901253665677827&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/1639901253665677827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/1639901253665677827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/2011/06/falling-into-place.html' title='Falling Into Place'/><author><name>Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03737707670272490523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437329437305111988.post-98510934939128275</id><published>2011-05-27T12:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-27T12:31:54.710-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Quick Update</title><content type='html'>Life is Great!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was tempted just to put that, but I decided that you may want more description than that. The past couple weeks have been super-fun and super-busy! I love it! It seemed rare to have a day or night when there was nothing to do, which is nice for someone who likes to stay busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The decision has been made. As of this Sunday, I will begin to attend a conventional ward. This was a hard decisions. After a lot of praying and also talking with both Bishops, it feels so right. It is going to be good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My social life has been loads of fun. I have been able to spend a lot of time with a lot of different friends and make some new ones too. There has been time for dinners, bike rides, hikes, movie nights, plays, and more. My friends are the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was invited to attend a stake woman's conference. It was amazing. The speaker was Emily Watts and the food was incredible. Thanks Jenny for the invite. Also, Jenny has taken good care of me and let me attend church with her, play with her kids and treated me to something that could easily become a new favorite.... Twizleberry!!! So Good!!! You are the best ever Jenny!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have also done a little bit of short road trips. I spent one day in Salt Lake to take a friend to the airport and to attend another friend's bridal shower. Yesterday, I went to Ogden to meet up with my sister and her family at the Tree house Museum, which was really neat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On top of all of this, I have started an internship with the Bridgerland Literacy Center. It has been a pretty incredible experience and there is so much to do. We are constantly looking for more volunteers to tutor and help, as well as raise funds so that more people can learn to read, write, and more. This is an awesome opportunity to help others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of this has kept me busy, so in short, Life is Great!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6437329437305111988-98510934939128275?l=wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/feeds/98510934939128275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6437329437305111988&amp;postID=98510934939128275&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/98510934939128275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/98510934939128275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/2011/05/quick-update.html' title='A Quick Update'/><author><name>Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03737707670272490523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437329437305111988.post-7751229996433174439</id><published>2011-05-09T21:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-09T21:56:23.287-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gastroparesis</title><content type='html'>This is not the easiest entry for me to write. For some reason, I have tried to avoid drawing attention to this medical condition that has plagued me for 5 1/2 years now. I received an email from a friend today with a link to a news story on a girl who struggled with gastroparesis. Please check it out. The story is great. Here is that link:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.deseretnews.com/article/700133555/Saving-Gentrie-Teen-survives-tough-battle-against-disease-that-paralyzed-her-stomach.html"&gt;"Saving Gentrie: Teen Survives Tough Battle Against Disease that Paralyzed Her Stomach"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In some cases, she suffered far more than I did. However, when I first started getting sick, I was not diagnosed for six months or more. I, too, was placed on Reglan and many other medicines, that were not always the cheapest. The constant throwing up was not as terrible as her's was, but it was still a nightmare at times. We even discussed the possiblility of putting tubes in me to help me get the utrients that I needed. I was also asked numerous times if I had an eating disorder. It was really frustrating. I still struggle daily with different aspects of gastroparesis, but some days are definitely better than others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since my diagnosis, I have had many tests and actually been told twice that I am a candidate for the gastric pacemaker. Unlike the story, the first time this option came up was when I was talking to a doctor in Utah who suggested the procedure. At the point, I was told that it was experimental and insurance would not cover it. I have heard that it is less experimental now, but am fighting the insurance battle currently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not write this posts to complain. There have been so many blessings that I have seen in my life that are a direct result from this trial and condition that I have. I have learned how to live a happy, fulfilling life, while dealing with this condition. It was hard to regulate what I can and cannot eat and portion size,but it has made a difference. This is more to inform people that this is a real condition that needs attention. On the side of this blog, you can find links to websites that contain more information about this condition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I do not claim to know everything about this condition, please feel free to ask me questions that you may have. I will do my best to answer them. Although I know a cure is still a long ways off, it is possible to raise awareness.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6437329437305111988-7751229996433174439?l=wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/feeds/7751229996433174439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6437329437305111988&amp;postID=7751229996433174439&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/7751229996433174439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/7751229996433174439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/2011/05/gastroparesis.html' title='Gastroparesis'/><author><name>Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03737707670272490523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437329437305111988.post-8027091249149281221</id><published>2011-05-01T19:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-01T19:39:10.572-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh Mud!</title><content type='html'>This spring has been a rather cold and wet one, especially in this neck of the woods, so to speak. About two weeks ago (it was a Monday) I finally got really fed up with it. Let's just say Monday's are my day where I spend the first part on campus and usually have some other things to get done. That Monday was totally disgusting in the fact that everywhere I stepped there were big, fat, juicy worms. They were literally everywhere. Usually, I just avoid and ignore them, but it was impossible. In fact, at one point, a worm fell from my friend's garage door and almost landed on her. It was gross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My roommate and I got to talking and she mentioned that she wanted worms.... Gummy Worms! Then we formulated a brilliant idea, reverting back to childhood days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zgII5y4cKiE/Tb4X46d2MOI/AAAAAAAAAY8/v4CUpBxV1BQ/s1600/100_0614.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zgII5y4cKiE/Tb4X46d2MOI/AAAAAAAAAY8/v4CUpBxV1BQ/s320/100_0614.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601941253030031586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PTA_3IjnJZY/Tb4YOrNwXfI/AAAAAAAAAZE/xu-FBlH38eA/s1600/100_0615.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PTA_3IjnJZY/Tb4YOrNwXfI/AAAAAAAAAZE/xu-FBlH38eA/s320/100_0615.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601941626893131250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MUD CUPS!!!! (aka Dirt Cups)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We made these and invited a few friends over to enjoy them. These are the kind of worms and mud that I like. They tasted fabulous and made a yucky day better! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6437329437305111988-8027091249149281221?l=wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/feeds/8027091249149281221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6437329437305111988&amp;postID=8027091249149281221&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/8027091249149281221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/8027091249149281221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/2011/05/oh-mud.html' title='Oh Mud!'/><author><name>Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03737707670272490523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zgII5y4cKiE/Tb4X46d2MOI/AAAAAAAAAY8/v4CUpBxV1BQ/s72-c/100_0614.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437329437305111988.post-212394370023385608</id><published>2011-04-25T12:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-25T12:47:41.167-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Girls Just Wanna Have Fun!</title><content type='html'>I have the most amazing friends ever!!! It is so nice to be able to spend time with these lovely ladies (and Janae, who could not make it. Sad Day.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Edo_33sZvJk/TbXNfJzAg3I/AAAAAAAAAY0/kdTqkc3L3KI/s1600/100_0607.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Edo_33sZvJk/TbXNfJzAg3I/AAAAAAAAAY0/kdTqkc3L3KI/s400/100_0607.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599607646794580850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to Elementary school with two of these girls. I met two of the others in Junior High, and the other one in High School. We all became pretty great friends! Anyway, we got together one Saturday afternoon for food, games and, of course, catching up. This is something that we have done a couple other times. This time we did it in Logan. It was so nice to spend some time with these fabulous ladies. I didn't take many photos, so I thought I would tell something about each of these girls that is amazing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Jenny is like a sister to me. She is such a good friend and listener. She cares about everyone and wants the best for all those around her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Lisa is so much fun to talk to. She has a great memory and fun stories. She always brings a smile to my face when she is around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Janae is so full of love for her family and others. She has the biggest heart and is probably one of the sweetest people ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Lynae is hilarious and thoughtful. She is so much fun to be around and is truly an example to me of being yourself and loving life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Amie is Amie! Ha Ha. Her energy and smile brighten a room and make life fun and random. She is also a rock that I can lean on when I need her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friends are the best and this girl's day was GREAT!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6437329437305111988-212394370023385608?l=wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/feeds/212394370023385608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6437329437305111988&amp;postID=212394370023385608&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/212394370023385608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/212394370023385608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/2011/04/girls-just-wanna-have-fun.html' title='Girls Just Wanna Have Fun!'/><author><name>Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03737707670272490523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Edo_33sZvJk/TbXNfJzAg3I/AAAAAAAAAY0/kdTqkc3L3KI/s72-c/100_0607.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437329437305111988.post-2342072694333035524</id><published>2011-04-17T16:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T16:48:41.014-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Convetional vs. YSA</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Ladies and Gentleman, welcome to the main event!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In one corner we have the conventional ward.&lt;br /&gt;In the other corner, we the YSA ward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who will win???&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This really isn't a wrestling match with crazy fans, lights and hard hits. It is more of an internal wrestling match that has been going on with myself for quite some time. It may seem random that someone who is still eligible for a YSA ward to be considering this type of change, but truthfully, it could be a good thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Case and point, a girl I know started attending a conventional ward, was put into a wonderful calling and no longer than six months later, was engaged. It is possible without being in a ward full of single people. In fact, I wonder if it is easier that way, because then you are not battling with hundreds of other singles for the same person (to your own knowledge).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I decided to try it out and went to both wards. There are positives and negatives about both. I started in a conventional ward setting. There were quite a few younger couples and younger children. However, the talks were applicable to those in whatever stage of life. In fact, a member of the bishopric spoke a little and I felt as if he were talking right to me. The people were curious, courteous and helpful. They seemed happy and were there for the right reasons. I was able to get a lot out of the lessons. I did keep finding myself asking if I would get discouraged in a place where everyone was couples and families. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that ward, I went to Sacrament Meeting in my YSA ward. Upon arrival, I met with the Relief Society president and then was able to help the ward choir (because my calling in life for that is to be the official page-turner, even though it is not a calling or anything of that nature). There are so many amazing people who come from different walks of life, but are all in somewhat similar circumstances at this point. It is easy to relate to them and receive/prepare messages for a specific audience. However, there is a lot of pressure going to the ward about doing and saying the right thing for fear that you are constantly being judged and looked at as a potential eternal companion or competition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the battle! At this point, the answer is unclear. My hope is to make a decision and take it to the temple this week and decide where I am truly and honestly needed and wanted, or more so, what the Lord wants me to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, I am still in the decision-making process and any help would be fabulous! Any thoughts or input? Who should win? What are some of your thoughts and opinions? Is there anything that I am overlooking or forgetting?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6437329437305111988-2342072694333035524?l=wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/feeds/2342072694333035524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6437329437305111988&amp;postID=2342072694333035524&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/2342072694333035524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/2342072694333035524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/2011/04/convetional-vs-ysa.html' title='Convetional vs. YSA'/><author><name>Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03737707670272490523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437329437305111988.post-4018340627831264190</id><published>2011-04-13T09:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-13T09:41:20.275-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Decisions, Decisions</title><content type='html'>I am terrible at making decisions, especially big ones. When I was making the decision whether or not to go on a mission, I struggled with receiving an answer on my own. It was when I fasted, prayed, pondered, and spoke with my Bishop, that I knew that I was supposed to serve a mission. What a marvelous experience that was in my life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving was another decision that was hard for me. However, after visiting here a couple of times and always feeling like this was home and where I needed to be, the decision was made and I was at peace with that. It was an amazing blessing to move here and has helped to mold me to who I am today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't share all the decisions I have ever made, because that would take too long. However, I will say that whenever there has been a decision (especially in the past year or two) I have learned how important it is to turn to the Lord. &lt;br /&gt;On Sunday, I realized that I am going to possibly have some big decisions to make in the future. Since then, it has been a constant stressing of what should happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, as I was reading in the scriptures, I came across these verses in Alma 7.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;23 And now I would that ye should be humble, and be submissive and gentle; easy to be entreated; full of patience and long-suffering; being temperate in all things; being diligent in keeping the commandments of God at all times; asking for whatsoever things ye stand in need, both spiritual and temporal; always returning thanks unto God for whatsoever things ye do receive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24 And see that ye have faith, hope, and charity, and then ye will always abound in good works.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though that is not a specific answer, it is answer enough to know that he will take care of me if I am doing my part by applying the qualities and attributes in these verses (which is easier said than done) and trusting in him to lead and guide me to what needs to happen. I still may be terrible at making decisions, but He will help me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6437329437305111988-4018340627831264190?l=wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/feeds/4018340627831264190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6437329437305111988&amp;postID=4018340627831264190&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/4018340627831264190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/4018340627831264190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/2011/04/decisions-decisions.html' title='Decisions, Decisions'/><author><name>Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03737707670272490523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437329437305111988.post-6391984438948079777</id><published>2011-04-09T22:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-09T22:47:46.072-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bunches of Birthday Fun!</title><content type='html'>This year was one of those years where I was not looking forward to celebrating my birthday at all. Whenever people would ask me what I wanted for my birthday, I would usually respond "A job, a new car, and a man.". Ha Ha. I tried to avoid the idea of having a party or celebrating. However, about a week before my birthday, I got a phone call and ended up getting a job interview. The date they requested was my birthday!!! It was at that point that my birthday, all of the sudden, became more exciting and I could not wait for it to come. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WEDNESDAY ~ My parents came down. They brought me some presents that were basically amazing and took me to dinner at the Olive Garden! I left there with enough food for two more meals! After dinner, we came back to my place and ate cheesecake. Then they were off to SLC where they flew out the next day for Hawaii. That night ended with a haircut/trim and layers and a movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THURSDAY ~ The main focus was the job interview. It was sooooo much fun! It may sound really odd but it the truth. The people interviewing me were so nice and it was a very comfortable and happy environment. I am not sure if I will get the job or not, but it was a fun experience. After that, I got to spend some time with a friend for a while. My roommate and I had some amazing cheesy breadsticks for dinner. We had a mini birthday thing where I opened their gifts and they sang to me. I have the best roommates ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FRIDAY ~ This was the party day. My neighbor made some awesome chocolate cake (with pudding in the middle) and some cupcakes with peach cheesecake frosting. DELICIOUS!!! I really wasn't sure what to expect. It was a blast. A lot of friends came and there was a ton of food, games, music, randomness, and fun. I realized how blessed I am to have such amazing friends here. They accept me for who I am and are so much fun to be around. I am not sure what I have done to deserve these friends, but they are GREAT! Needless to say, after all the excitement sleep was hard to come by that night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SATURDAY ~ So, this is not directly related to birthday coolness, but it was fun so it has earned a spot in this epic post! This evening I attended The Magic Flute, which is an opera by Mozart. It was super-good and I thoroughly enjoyed the storyline and the performance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found myself wondering today why I was so worn out. Then, I thought about everything that had happened this week and realized why. It has been a week full of lots of fun!!! Thanks to everyone involved directly or indirectly! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6437329437305111988-6391984438948079777?l=wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/feeds/6391984438948079777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6437329437305111988&amp;postID=6391984438948079777&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/6391984438948079777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/6391984438948079777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/2011/04/bunches-of-birthday-fun.html' title='Bunches of Birthday Fun!'/><author><name>Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03737707670272490523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437329437305111988.post-3083693668405018928</id><published>2011-04-03T15:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-04T01:04:27.609-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What a Week!!!</title><content type='html'>Phew! I survived this week and got some good stuff accomplished and had some fun. Here is what it consisted of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Institute with a friend&lt;br /&gt;~ Stake Italian Dinner&lt;br /&gt;~ Cookie, ice cream, and interpretive dance party&lt;br /&gt;~ Taxes&lt;br /&gt;~ Meeting &lt;br /&gt;~ Lunch &amp; a Movie&lt;br /&gt;~ Root Beer Floats and Tangled&lt;br /&gt;~ Temple&lt;br /&gt;~ Impromptu trip home&lt;br /&gt;~ Time with the family&lt;br /&gt;~ Birthday party for roommate&lt;br /&gt;~ General Conference&lt;br /&gt;~ Ladies Night&lt;br /&gt;~ Pot Luck&lt;br /&gt;~ Made cookie brownies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, it has been a good week and this next week promises to be great too. My parents are coming down on Wednesday, Thursday I have a job interview and there is more fun and excitement planned and to be planned. Wish me luck!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6437329437305111988-3083693668405018928?l=wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/feeds/3083693668405018928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6437329437305111988&amp;postID=3083693668405018928&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/3083693668405018928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/3083693668405018928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/2011/04/phew-i-survived-this-week-and-got-some.html' title='What a Week!!!'/><author><name>Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03737707670272490523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437329437305111988.post-620663257713410139</id><published>2011-03-15T11:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-15T12:13:18.439-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Running Away: The Epilogue</title><content type='html'>Here is a quick epilogue of the running away. Since returning, I have had some time reflecting on what this journey taught me. It has seriously helped me so much and life has been so busy and fun since.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some lessons that I have learned:&lt;br /&gt;~ Family time is some of the best psychology.&lt;br /&gt;~ Taking time away, takes your time off of everything.&lt;br /&gt;~ Though Idaho is fabulous, it is not where I need to be right now.&lt;br /&gt;~ Sincere and honest prayer really brings answers when you least expect them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were more lessons that were learned, but I don't want to waste your time with those. Basically, coming home has made the past week and a half really exciting. Thank goodness for good cleansing time to put your mind in the right frame of mind. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This now ends the saga of Running Away. Thanks for reading!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6437329437305111988-620663257713410139?l=wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/feeds/620663257713410139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6437329437305111988&amp;postID=620663257713410139&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/620663257713410139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/620663257713410139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/2011/03/running-away-epilogue.html' title='Running Away: The Epilogue'/><author><name>Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03737707670272490523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437329437305111988.post-1737626078103768851</id><published>2011-03-07T08:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-07T08:40:31.714-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Running Away: Part Three</title><content type='html'>Day 10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone in my family had to work. While they were working, I took advantage of it and worked out some. It was good. That evening, my mom and I played Scrabble. She won the first one and I beat her the other times. :D Thanks Mom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 11&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not a whole lot happened today. We played Scrabble again and I won again. That night I had a really crazy and random dream that would make an excellent movie. Without details, it was super-interesting and fun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 12&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brady and I got to talk this morning before church and it was a good talk. We went his ward and it was really good. Once we got home, my grandpa came over for dinner. After that, my home stake had a fireside with the Stake Presidency. I love their Stake President. It was all on perspective and how when things don't work out, it is always good to look at the situation from a new prospective and find a new way to reach a better outcome. There was a lot more that I could say about this because it was amazing and really helped in my finding myself during my running away. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 13&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I ran errands and did some job hunting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 14&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to spend time with my bro in the morning while he did some stuff he needed too. When we got back from that, my dad had been hard at work trimming a big tree in our backyard. I helped load the branches up in the truck (with only a few scratches and scrapes) and take those to the dump. The dump was muddy and we got mud in the truck and it was on my pants and shoes. Some friends and I decided to go walking in the cemetery, which was nice because we got to talk while being active. The rest of the night consisted of going to an institute class and then talking with Brady and a friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 15&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up this morning with a really stuffy nose. My dad and I went and saw my grandma and chatted with her for a while. Then we ran some errands. After that, I began preparations to come back. As I was driving home, I had a really neat experience that answered some questions that I had when I left to start this whole adventure. As I drove into town, it felt so nice to be back. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Stay tuned for an epilogue*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6437329437305111988-1737626078103768851?l=wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/feeds/1737626078103768851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6437329437305111988&amp;postID=1737626078103768851&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/1737626078103768851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/1737626078103768851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/2011/03/running-away-part-three.html' title='Running Away: Part Three'/><author><name>Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03737707670272490523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437329437305111988.post-8143727367743920368</id><published>2011-03-02T19:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-02T21:47:18.043-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Running Away: Part Two</title><content type='html'>(This is a continuation of the post below)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loaded my car and took off to my sister's house, which is around a 3 hour 40 minute drive. Luckily, I was told that listening to books on CD while driving makes the trip go quicker and it was so true. It was great of her and her family to let me stay with them for a week. My nephews and niece are so cute and I had a blast playing with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the most part it was a relaxing day, until late afternoon. My sister does this thing with two other couple where one family will watch the other two families' kids while they have a date night. It was my sister's night to host it and they had a pajama party with 8 kids. It was a little crazy and tiring. It was also tons of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Church was on the agenda today. I was able to go to my sister's ward and, for the first time in ages, attend primary. That was a fun experience. Also, I attended the Singles Branch there. That was interesting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where it was President's day, we spent most the day together. The best part for me was having a real family home evening. The was a lesson, a scripture, an activity, a song, and homemade milkshakes. They even had me teach them a few words in Spanish like familia and ensenar. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Tuesday, it was back to everyday life for them. Both of the nephews had school. While they were at school, my sister, niece and I went to the store for a few things. That afternoon my sister had a meeting and my brother0in-law had an appointment so I got to babysit the kids. :D We had a good time!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also got to watch my youngest nephew and niece today. We listened to and watched a video of a live concert of a group called Colors. My nephew loved it! He loves music in general. He brought out his guitar, drum set and microphone and was singing and playing along with them. My niece tried to play the guitar too. It was too cute! My niece was dancing right along with him too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LZO7tZOkn2s/TW8pZpmEcNI/AAAAAAAAAYM/YptLsUMffeQ/s1600/100_0578.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LZO7tZOkn2s/TW8pZpmEcNI/AAAAAAAAAYM/YptLsUMffeQ/s320/100_0578.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579723983974330578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ao0VgHLnHNg/TW8o5yM_lcI/AAAAAAAAAX8/r5c6xtePuUo/s1600/100_0573.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ao0VgHLnHNg/TW8o5yM_lcI/AAAAAAAAAX8/r5c6xtePuUo/s320/100_0573.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579723436529259970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KhgDDBHBC6c/TW8py4Gk4WI/AAAAAAAAAYU/J2XxEfzs-do/s1600/100_0579.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KhgDDBHBC6c/TW8py4Gk4WI/AAAAAAAAAYU/J2XxEfzs-do/s320/100_0579.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579724417365500258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4STZh1Lh2Gw/TW8qF8dfbRI/AAAAAAAAAYc/AiSYMPBvNiI/s1600/100_0583.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4STZh1Lh2Gw/TW8qF8dfbRI/AAAAAAAAAYc/AiSYMPBvNiI/s320/100_0583.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579724744952868114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yxx7gm-vIzg/TW8pJl9-LoI/AAAAAAAAAYE/do-UMLKV_YE/s1600/100_0575.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yxx7gm-vIzg/TW8pJl9-LoI/AAAAAAAAAYE/do-UMLKV_YE/s320/100_0575.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579723708122934914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was a hard day for me because I had to leave my sister's house. These are a few of the parting shots I got before I left. Thanks Heather and family for a fabulous week of fun!!! After leaving there, I headed to Pocatello to spend time with the rest on my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vE93aibchxY/TW8qbmX_zDI/AAAAAAAAAYs/xHz_kgJmS98/s1600/100_0589.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vE93aibchxY/TW8qbmX_zDI/AAAAAAAAAYs/xHz_kgJmS98/s320/100_0589.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579725116981365810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TqC8Q0fpbR8/TW8qbai6V7I/AAAAAAAAAYk/7_c0UfxNYE4/s1600/100_0587.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TqC8Q0fpbR8/TW8qbai6V7I/AAAAAAAAAYk/7_c0UfxNYE4/s320/100_0587.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579725113805920178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(To Be Continued)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6437329437305111988-8143727367743920368?l=wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/feeds/8143727367743920368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6437329437305111988&amp;postID=8143727367743920368&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/8143727367743920368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/8143727367743920368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/2011/03/running-away-part-two.html' title='Running Away: Part Two'/><author><name>Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03737707670272490523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LZO7tZOkn2s/TW8pZpmEcNI/AAAAAAAAAYM/YptLsUMffeQ/s72-c/100_0578.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437329437305111988.post-4297501250931304641</id><published>2011-02-28T21:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-28T21:33:45.429-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Running Away: Part One</title><content type='html'>A couple of weeks ago, I decided that I needed to get away and I was not sure for how long or a lot of the details. After a really rough week, it became necessary. Here is my story on my run away. I have broken it into parts so you don't have one huge post to read all at once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAY 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the Wednesday of that week, some of my friends came over for a fabulous dinner. My roommate made some chicken and mashed potatoes, I made some yummy cheese garlic bread, one friend brought some corn and another friend brought brownies. So good!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DD-65ocoIJQ/TWyB5hkKklI/AAAAAAAAAXk/TVGh8Sf8Fvk/s1600/100_0563.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DD-65ocoIJQ/TWyB5hkKklI/AAAAAAAAAXk/TVGh8Sf8Fvk/s320/100_0563.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578976863667786322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These girls are the best. After eating a ton, we had some good conversation and watched "Letters to Juliet". That was a wonderful night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LGWmbZ08718/TWyCgFzasOI/AAAAAAAAAXs/Q0A9Apb65jY/s1600/100_0567.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LGWmbZ08718/TWyCgFzasOI/AAAAAAAAAXs/Q0A9Apb65jY/s320/100_0567.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578977526230462690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0t5YGT1QGmE/TWyC1JNdFXI/AAAAAAAAAX0/wpZg-eL0BpU/s1600/100_0571.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0t5YGT1QGmE/TWyC1JNdFXI/AAAAAAAAAX0/wpZg-eL0BpU/s320/100_0571.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578977887922230642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAY 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was struggling with the idea of leaving because I was worried that I was running away from life. However, I accomplished a lot including packing for a trip that I had no clue on how long it would last. That evening, a good friend came over and brought me garlic cheese bread ingredients and ice cream. Also, I was able to get a blessing. I do not remember much of what was said, but the feeling of peace overcame me and I know that I am a Daughter of God. Some other friends came over too. We played Disney Scene It! It was a great evening as well. I did not get pictures of this because my camera was packed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6437329437305111988-4297501250931304641?l=wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/feeds/4297501250931304641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6437329437305111988&amp;postID=4297501250931304641&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/4297501250931304641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/4297501250931304641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/2011/02/running-away-part-one.html' title='Running Away: Part One'/><author><name>Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03737707670272490523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DD-65ocoIJQ/TWyB5hkKklI/AAAAAAAAAXk/TVGh8Sf8Fvk/s72-c/100_0563.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437329437305111988.post-1501178727376300788</id><published>2011-02-07T18:21:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-07T18:42:26.548-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Report</title><content type='html'>This is my report back from the last post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life is pretty boring. I totally failed at posting Christmas details and apologize for that. If I had my camera with me, I would post about that right now with pictures, but instead I will just briefly tell you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year for Christmas, I spent it with me family in Pocatello. My friend Andrea came and joined us for the festivities. Here are just some of the activities that we did over the holiday. We ate tons, looked at lights, delivered secret Christmas gifts and other gifts too, ate some food, watched movies, opened presents, visited with family, played with the niece and nephews, and ate some more. Those were some good times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, on to the update on my life right now and how I am doing on my to-do list. I thought I had figured out the type of job I was going to look for and started looking and preparing for jobs in that area. However, shortly after I made the decision, I got an interview at another place, not in that field. Ha Ha. I have been doing better about finding joy everyday and being happy about whatever is happening in my life. The journal writing is going well. My visiting teaching companion and the girls we visit have set a goal to write daily and are checking in with each other on that, which helps. The last one of focusing on others, for me, goes right along with finding joy in the journey. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, I am sitting in Pocatello. I came home over the weekend to be there when a good friend went through the temple. I loved being at the temple and spending time with her and others. I was also able to attend the blessing of my cousin's baby. What a neat experience that was. Basically, this weekend was FABULOUS!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6437329437305111988-1501178727376300788?l=wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/feeds/1501178727376300788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6437329437305111988&amp;postID=1501178727376300788&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/1501178727376300788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/1501178727376300788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/2011/02/my-report.html' title='My Report'/><author><name>Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03737707670272490523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437329437305111988.post-3158938276349415711</id><published>2011-01-20T16:33:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-20T16:58:30.907-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Confessions of a Negligent Blogger</title><content type='html'>Hi, my name is Whitney. (Hi Whitney)I have a problem. My problem is that I have become a negligent blogger. For some reason, it seems like every time that I have gone to post about Christmas or anything else, I just can't do it. So here I am, writing this post, trying to get the blogging started. With any luck, I may actually blog about Christmas and change the music and backdrop on my blog in the next week. We'll see what happens. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past two months have been interesting. They have been full of many ups and downs. I don't want this to be full of complaints so I will leave it at that. My life right now is consisting of figuring out what I want to be when I get older. It is interesting to me that, in some ways, all the paths I have tried to avoid growing up are the ones that I am starting to head towards. Too bad it took me so long to figure out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I had a wake up call, or better yet, a happy test and passed it! That made me happy. Somethings happened yesterday that could have brought me down to some major lows, but instead, I was honestly and truly happy for the good news that some close friends received. That is a big step for me. If it would have happened a month ago, I would probably still be in my room or inside myself, having a pity party.&lt;br /&gt;This week has shown me that I can make good things happen. Not only did I accomplish the daily tasks but I was able to spend some time with my good friend Jenny, volunteer and a local child care center, help a friend shop for a wedding dress, and will get to help clean the temple tomorrow morning. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What am I left with? A to-do list of desires. 1. Figure out what kind of job I want. 2. Find a job in said area. 3. Find joy in the journey. 4. Write in my journal daily. 5. Focus more on others and not complain so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should add to that list keeping up-to-date on my blog and not being so negligent.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6437329437305111988-3158938276349415711?l=wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/feeds/3158938276349415711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6437329437305111988&amp;postID=3158938276349415711&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/3158938276349415711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/3158938276349415711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/2011/01/confessions-of-negligent-blogger.html' title='Confessions of a Negligent Blogger'/><author><name>Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03737707670272490523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437329437305111988.post-623184428454259415</id><published>2010-12-30T17:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T18:15:05.971-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Weekend Away</title><content type='html'>Around the second weekend of December some friends and I took a road trip to Vernal, Utah. That seems so exciting, I'm sure. However, I went along because it was a place that I had never been before and so I went. We arrived in Vernal late Thursday night, or I should say, early Friday morning. We stayed at a friend's sister's house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing to exciting happened during the trip so I will just list some of the things.&lt;br /&gt;~Slept 20 minutes total the first night and three the next night&lt;br /&gt;~Waffles for Breakfast&lt;br /&gt;~Watched some good movies&lt;br /&gt;~Played Wii Fit&lt;br /&gt;~Had push-up and sit-up contest with my friend's nephew (I won the push-up one)&lt;br /&gt;~Saw deer (10-20 at least) in the backyard&lt;br /&gt;~We almost got hit by a deer.&lt;br /&gt;~Ward Christmas Breakfast&lt;br /&gt;~Beautiful scenery&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a few pictures from the ride home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/TR07rQHIXgI/AAAAAAAAAXA/r1djoZWNZOw/s1600/100_0544.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/TR07rQHIXgI/AAAAAAAAAXA/r1djoZWNZOw/s320/100_0544.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556663129490349570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/TR079A07hdI/AAAAAAAAAXI/xWkbg3uXDr8/s1600/100_0547.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/TR079A07hdI/AAAAAAAAAXI/xWkbg3uXDr8/s320/100_0547.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556663434625123794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/TR08KsuS84I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/j4xz1Rbj5G4/s1600/100_0548.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/TR08KsuS84I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/j4xz1Rbj5G4/s320/100_0548.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556663669746758530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6437329437305111988-623184428454259415?l=wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/feeds/623184428454259415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6437329437305111988&amp;postID=623184428454259415&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/623184428454259415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/623184428454259415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/2010/12/weekend-away.html' title='A Weekend Away'/><author><name>Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03737707670272490523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/TR07rQHIXgI/AAAAAAAAAXA/r1djoZWNZOw/s72-c/100_0544.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437329437305111988.post-6856832748738670734</id><published>2010-12-16T14:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-16T16:45:26.978-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Gift For You!</title><content type='html'>This year it has been kind of difficult for me to get into the holiday spirit. My roommate was in charge of our Ward Christmas Program in sacrament meeting. This was a huge blessing to me, even though it caused her some stress. For the week leading up to the program, there were people at our place practicing. It helped to bring the spirit a little stronger into the house and also the season. The program turned out fabulous! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the quotes in the program really hit me hard the first time I read it and it appears to have had the same impact on many. I want to share that with you all as a Christmas Gift via the Internet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Christmas is more than trees and twinkling lights, more than toys and gifts and baubles of a hundred varieties. It is love. It is the love of the Son of God for all mankind. It reaches out beyond our power to comprehend. It is magnificent and beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is peace. It is the peace which comforts, which sustains, which blesses all who accept it. It is faith. It is faith in God and His eternal Son. It is faith in His wondorous ways and message. It is faith in Him as our Redeemer and our Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We testify of His living reality. We testify of the divinity of His nature. In our times of grateful meditation, we acknowlede His priceless gift to us and pledge our love and faith. This is what Christmas is really about.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For each of you may this be a merry Christmas. but more importantly, I wish for each of you a time, perhaps only a hour, spent in silent meditation and quiet reflection on the wonder and majesty of this, the Son of God. Our joy at this season is because He came into the world. The peace that comes from Him, His infinite love which each of us may feel, and an overwhelming sense of gratitude for that which He freely gave us at so great a cost to Himself - these are the true essence of Christmas."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;~President Gordon B Hinckley - "A Glorious Season" - The New Era - Dec. 2007&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas to You All! May your Christmas be full of rememberance, love and joy. Thank you for being who you are!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6437329437305111988-6856832748738670734?l=wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/feeds/6856832748738670734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6437329437305111988&amp;postID=6856832748738670734&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/6856832748738670734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/6856832748738670734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/2010/12/this-year-it-has-been-kind-of-difficult.html' title='A Gift For You!'/><author><name>Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03737707670272490523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437329437305111988.post-7136740612364153007</id><published>2010-12-06T21:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-07T08:04:41.947-08:00</updated><title type='text'>An Enlightening Convo</title><content type='html'>Tonight for Home Evening my roommate volunteered me to do the lesson for another group. I was actually excited to go with that group because it is always wonderful to spend time with our Bishopric. They are great guys. After the lesson and game, we had refreshments. When I was getting ready to leave, this bishopric member started to talk to me about a few things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, we got on the topic of guys and he asked the million-dollar question. What is that you may ask. It is Do guys date anymore? This one question started a pretty long conversation (at least 40 minutes) about guys. We talked about there are some amazing girls in this area and how the guys do not seem to notice. He then proceeded to call the guys numbskulls because they don't seem to get what great girls are around them weekly. Through this conversation we talked about a few things like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ How some guys are intimated by girls because they are "too perfect".&lt;br /&gt;~ How guys seem to think that girls have certain "expectation" of them and so they don't ask them out.&lt;br /&gt;~ Why people don't date anymore.&lt;br /&gt;~ How dates do not need to be expensive or elaborate.&lt;br /&gt;~ Dates can be fun things that allow you to get to know the other.&lt;br /&gt;~ Why it seems like people seem to prefer to "hang out" rather than date.&lt;br /&gt;~ How guys expect to get married without dating&lt;br /&gt;~ What not dating does to the girls.&lt;br /&gt;~ How women tend to beat themselves up over everything. For example, not being good enough for guys, what to do with the rest of their lives etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was really an interesting conversation. He admitted that he married later than most people in his age group, but that people his age would go out and date and have fun. He was surprised with how clueless the guys seem to be about how important dating is in the grand scheme of things. It was really enlightening to know that he agrees with many of the thoughts and ideas that us single ladies have these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;*I wrote about this conversation because I thought it was interesting and learned a lot. The priesthood leader was saying these things out of care and concern for those over whom he has stewardship over. Please take it in the spirit of love. &lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6437329437305111988-7136740612364153007?l=wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/feeds/7136740612364153007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6437329437305111988&amp;postID=7136740612364153007&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/7136740612364153007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/7136740612364153007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/2010/12/enlightening-convo.html' title='An Enlightening Convo'/><author><name>Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03737707670272490523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437329437305111988.post-1601502333093221750</id><published>2010-11-27T15:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-27T16:02:02.998-08:00</updated><title type='text'>So.......</title><content type='html'>For you faithful followers of this blog here is an update on the post below. Though much of what is said below is so True, there has been a slight --- well make that a major --- change in the situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without too much detail the job mentioned below did not work out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found this out Wednesday morning and am so grateful that it happened on a day after the huge snow storm when I could come home and spend time with my family and try not to focus on it too much. My family has been amazing over the holiday, even when I may not have been the most festive person. Thank you all!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what does this mean? It means it is time to continue the job hunt relying on faith, prayer, and the spirit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6437329437305111988-1601502333093221750?l=wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/feeds/1601502333093221750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6437329437305111988&amp;postID=1601502333093221750&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/1601502333093221750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/1601502333093221750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/2010/11/so.html' title='So.......'/><author><name>Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03737707670272490523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437329437305111988.post-2154798096253213393</id><published>2010-11-21T09:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-21T10:34:29.170-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Am Amazed!</title><content type='html'>To be quite honest, I hesitate to share this post. My fear is that it will be taken the wrong way. I do not do this to be boastful or toot my own horn. Rather, I do this to share how amazing our Heavenly Father truly is and how much he loves us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little while back an impression came to quit my job then. I tried to rationalize but it was clear it needed to happen. Though I was confused of why to quit when I had nothing else, a calm feeling assured me that I would be taken care and would not have to go without.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through lots of study, prayer and temple attendance, I gave my three weeks notice. During those three weeks, I had a job interview and felt really good about the possibility. When I heard back from them, I had learned that I was their second choice. Though I was unsure of what was going to happen, I still felt that what was happening was right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so grateful to have a job where I was able to support myself. Quitting was super-hard. The first week of unemployment was interesting. I went to some institute classes with some friends, helped my good friend Jenny and spent some time with her (love ya and thanks. It helped me more than you know), did a lot of job hunting, went to the temple and ran some errands. By the end of the week, I was discouraged, but I figured if I kept busy, then I would be taken care of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next week, I went home to Pocatello. I had an appointment and felt like job searching would be easier there with the computer and everything there. Plus having parents there to help and guide me would be great. On Monday, after an appointment and turning in a resume, I left the room for about ten minutes. When I got back, my phone was ringing. It was the place I had just applied. He said he had been swimming through a sea of resumes but when he saw mine, he just had to call. We did an interview then and there. He asked me to come in the next day for another interview, which I did. This meant traveling back here. After the interview and observation time, I headed back to Poky. My parents and I headed to the temple that afternoon. On our way, I got the official phone call welcoming me to the team there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that we are divinely guided. This new job is such a good fit for me and I am so blessed to have it. Heavenly Father knows us and everything that will happen. We will receive so many blessings after the trial of our faith. We are asked to look to him in all thing without doubt or fear. We need to trust him that all thing will work together for our good. Although I may not understand completely why this had to happen the way it did, I know it was the Lord's will and he will not lead us astray. It is truly amazing how much he loves and cares for us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6437329437305111988-2154798096253213393?l=wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/feeds/2154798096253213393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6437329437305111988&amp;postID=2154798096253213393&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/2154798096253213393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/2154798096253213393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-am-amazed.html' title='I Am Amazed!'/><author><name>Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03737707670272490523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437329437305111988.post-4015100627745949772</id><published>2010-11-12T21:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-12T22:11:35.842-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hop Hop Hop</title><content type='html'>This fly girl had a pretty crazy Halloween. Ha Ha. She was hop, hopping like a grasshopper. (For those keeping track that is two bug references. The funny part was that it lasted all weekend long. The hard part was trying to make it everywhere that I was invited. Here is the story of that crazy weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday evening I had three parties to attend. I ended up only making it to one and it was good. We made sugar cookies and watched a movie. The company was good, but the best part was the cookies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday morning, some friends and I went to Salt Lake to observe the gardens (which were non-existent because they had been dug up in preparation for winter). Then we went to the temple. What a great way to spend Halloween, helping the spirits. After the temple, we walked over to the Gateway (and chased some seagulls while doing so) and ate lunch. We had a window table and we could see the little kids walking by in their cute costumes. Then we headed home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That evening, I went a party with my roommate and some of her friends. We ate food and talked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, I went to another friend's house for a party she was having. They played games and have soup in bread bowls. Yummy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, some friends and I went to another party with a lot of people and a picture booth. I was not dressed up so I was not in the pictures, but it was interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then went to a friend's house to "trick-or-treat" and ended up spending some time there reading jokes from Laffy Taffy wrappers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to go home, but there was one more stop. We went to another party with some amazing food. I really like the cake balls that were dipped in white chocolate. There were a lot of people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, I spent some time talking a little with a friend before going home and falling fast asleep for the rest of the night. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank goodness Sunday was pretty calm and there was church and the meetings with that. I had a friend over for dinner and took it pretty easy that night. It was the perfect ending to a crazy weekend, because this grasshopper was tired.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6437329437305111988-4015100627745949772?l=wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/feeds/4015100627745949772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6437329437305111988&amp;postID=4015100627745949772&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/4015100627745949772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/4015100627745949772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/2010/11/hop-hop-hop.html' title='Hop Hop Hop'/><author><name>Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03737707670272490523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437329437305111988.post-3138654413025066197</id><published>2010-11-07T10:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T11:15:00.878-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Times with Friends and Family!</title><content type='html'>I am a little behind in posting, but it is better late than never. I was able to spend some time in Pocatello a couple of weekends ago with my family and friends there. Friday night, I went to a comedy show and caught up with some friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday some of my high school posse. We try to get together every once in a while and do something fun. (Lisa, we missed you tons and it was not the same without you.) This time we decided to go to Applebees and and then do "girly" stuff. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/TNb2rL4VHQI/AAAAAAAAAVU/Vim8n57FiDM/s1600/100_0515.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/TNb2rL4VHQI/AAAAAAAAAVU/Vim8n57FiDM/s320/100_0515.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536884013682466050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/TNb23QkaFpI/AAAAAAAAAVc/Fz-gk2ayCHI/s1600/100_0516.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/TNb23QkaFpI/AAAAAAAAAVc/Fz-gk2ayCHI/s320/100_0516.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536884221099513490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We always tend to take some random pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/TNb3S9F6fGI/AAAAAAAAAVk/ycrpDWMZriE/s1600/100_0517.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/TNb3S9F6fGI/AAAAAAAAAVk/ycrpDWMZriE/s320/100_0517.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536884696907676770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/TNb3eT8wPsI/AAAAAAAAAVs/6mejE3fGlUs/s1600/100_0518.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/TNb3eT8wPsI/AAAAAAAAAVs/6mejE3fGlUs/s320/100_0518.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536884892021833410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/TNb3qx3qJcI/AAAAAAAAAV0/hgTNCWPoEyE/s1600/100_0519.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/TNb3qx3qJcI/AAAAAAAAAV0/hgTNCWPoEyE/s320/100_0519.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536885106211956162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the "girly stuff" we decided to paint our nails. I have not worn nail polish in a long time so this was out of my comfort zone. Ha ha. Here are the finished outcomes. Bet you can't guess which ones are mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/TNb4MfogZzI/AAAAAAAAAV8/XQwsNf-maog/s1600/100_0527.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/TNb4MfogZzI/AAAAAAAAAV8/XQwsNf-maog/s200/100_0527.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536885685432117042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/TNb4aF26RSI/AAAAAAAAAWE/7RE8mY9jtqE/s1600/100_0528.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/TNb4aF26RSI/AAAAAAAAAWE/7RE8mY9jtqE/s200/100_0528.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536885919031379234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/TNb4omaiwKI/AAAAAAAAAWM/c5QhRxYqZIM/s1600/100_0529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/TNb4omaiwKI/AAAAAAAAAWM/c5QhRxYqZIM/s200/100_0529.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536886168288936098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/TNb42FlnBRI/AAAAAAAAAWU/6RKwPnubcEU/s1600/100_0531.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/TNb42FlnBRI/AAAAAAAAAWU/6RKwPnubcEU/s200/100_0531.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536886399995151634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/TNb5EoPu9xI/AAAAAAAAAWc/-MlosqAwPaY/s1600/100_0530.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/TNb5EoPu9xI/AAAAAAAAAWc/-MlosqAwPaY/s200/100_0530.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536886649816807186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some other pics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/TNb5YtYHcOI/AAAAAAAAAWk/76f9p7p0KWU/s1600/100_0532.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/TNb5YtYHcOI/AAAAAAAAAWk/76f9p7p0KWU/s320/100_0532.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536886994791526626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/TNb5kdQqn7I/AAAAAAAAAWs/nQs-PVmzr_Y/s1600/100_0535.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/TNb5kdQqn7I/AAAAAAAAAWs/nQs-PVmzr_Y/s320/100_0535.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536887196623740850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/TNb5xUAwFhI/AAAAAAAAAW0/TOYCV7ZkTDY/s1600/100_0536.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/TNb5xUAwFhI/AAAAAAAAAW0/TOYCV7ZkTDY/s320/100_0536.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536887417479370258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday night I spent some time with my brother up in Rexburg for dinner and talking. Sunday I was able to go to church and spend some time with my parents. It was a fabulous weekend and I am so blessed with amazing family and friends. Thanks Everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6437329437305111988-3138654413025066197?l=wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/feeds/3138654413025066197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6437329437305111988&amp;postID=3138654413025066197&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/3138654413025066197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/3138654413025066197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/2010/11/good-times-with-friends-and-family.html' title='Good Times with Friends and Family!'/><author><name>Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03737707670272490523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/TNb2rL4VHQI/AAAAAAAAAVU/Vim8n57FiDM/s72-c/100_0515.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437329437305111988.post-610427720096874110</id><published>2010-10-25T16:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-25T17:13:51.383-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Becoming One With Nature</title><content type='html'>A couple of Sundays ago, I learned that I was going to need to make a HUGE leap of faith and that it had to be soon. As I stressed a little, I decided to take the advice that President Uchtdorf gave and become one with nature and take time to slow down and make good decisions for life. A friend invited me to go to her institute classes with her the next day, and where it was a federal holiday I decided to go. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the rest of the story:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We decided to ride bikes up to campus. At that point, I did not have my own bike so I borrowed one from another friend. We lowered the seat and were on our way. At one point, I realized there was a slight problem. The bike was too big for me and stopping was very difficult. Also, I had not been on a bike for quite some time. I am sure some cars got a laugh as I went running across the street, pushing the bike, because I could not get on it. It was a woman's bike and because I am somewhat vertically challenged, I only fit on youth bikes. After that little incident, I thought I would be fine. Boy was I wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, there is this little ledge between where the sidewalk and grass meet. The bike tires got caught in that, and dear little me lost control of the bike. My friend turned around in time to see a scene like from a movie as I grabbed the bush to try to stop the fall and failed miserably. Needless to say, I become one with nature at the moment and probably gave a few more people a good laugh. Needless to say, once the bush and I separated, it made sure I have little souvenirs. Long story short I was pulling leaves out of my hair, had dirt all over my pants and later found a chunk of mud on my shoe and dirt on my forehead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what did I get from all of this. Well:&lt;br /&gt;Some pretty fun bruises (The pictures don't do them justice)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/TMYcCeXXtrI/AAAAAAAAATU/bLFKpQ10Yjc/s1600/100_0499.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/TMYcCeXXtrI/AAAAAAAAATU/bLFKpQ10Yjc/s400/100_0499.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532140021107635890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/TMYcUdQzB0I/AAAAAAAAATc/uhC6K9m-d80/s1600/100_0500.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/_mN1KcGEQgk8/TMYcUdQzB0I/AAAAAAAAATc/uhC6K9m-d80/s320/100_0500.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532140330049275714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/TMYciiIc5lI/AAAAAAAAATk/5KPPGV1P-CE/s1600/100_0501.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/TMYciiIc5lI/AAAAAAAAATk/5KPPGV1P-CE/s320/100_0501.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532140571874616914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The opportunity to limp around and be sore for a couple of days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I finally got around to using my birthday money (six months late) and getting a new bike and helmet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is my story about how I literally became one with nature!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6437329437305111988-610427720096874110?l=wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/feeds/610427720096874110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6437329437305111988&amp;postID=610427720096874110&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/610427720096874110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/610427720096874110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/2010/10/becoming-one-with-nature.html' title='Becoming One With Nature'/><author><name>Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03737707670272490523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/TMYcCeXXtrI/AAAAAAAAATU/bLFKpQ10Yjc/s72-c/100_0499.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437329437305111988.post-4262492348789578542</id><published>2010-10-12T09:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-12T09:36:20.406-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Whitney's Bits of Wisdom</title><content type='html'>Here is a list of things that I learned the past four days, starting Friday night and ending this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  When going to a restaurant with a big group, make reservations first or else you will end up waiting for over a hour just to get seated.&lt;br /&gt;2.  Sleeping in is so great.&lt;br /&gt;3.  Those days when you want to stay in your pajamas all day, end up being the days when you are asked to become a movie star and you have to get ready in 5 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;4.  Don't argue or try to compromise with spiritual promptings. &lt;br /&gt;5.  Big news can affect the rest of your day.&lt;br /&gt;6.  When you plan a day of "me time" it usually does not turn out to be "me-time".&lt;br /&gt;7.  I need to remember that I do not fit on adult bikes. I have to ride a youth bike.&lt;br /&gt;8.  No matter how beautiful they are, bushes are not the nicest things in the world (Story to come later. I need to get a picture of the culprit bush).&lt;br /&gt;9.  Walking around with dirt on your pants, shoes, and forehead (thanks Andrea for not telling me ;)) gets people looking.&lt;br /&gt;10.  It is important to live by principle and not circumstance.&lt;br /&gt;11.  Riding a bike is really fun.&lt;br /&gt;12.  The Dollar Store has some good buys.&lt;br /&gt;13.  Not having a washer and dryer leads to mounds of dirty clothes. (So glad we have one now).&lt;br /&gt;14.  Spending time outside reading, pondering and praying is FABULOUS!!!&lt;br /&gt;15.  We are ALWAYS divinely guided, even when we don't understand why.&lt;br /&gt;16.  Having good friends is the best!&lt;br /&gt;17.  Making a good peach milkshake requires less ice cream and more peaches. YUMMY!!!&lt;br /&gt;18.  Being creative can be fun.&lt;br /&gt;19.  After combining items 7 &amp; 8, pain will follow. It may take time to appear but it comes. Believe Me!!!&lt;br /&gt;20.  Also, with 7,8, &amp; 19; the morning after you will find yourself walking like an old women (or man) and bruised all over (Maybe in the story to come later, I will include pictures of the bruises!). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look for a story soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6437329437305111988-4262492348789578542?l=wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/feeds/4262492348789578542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6437329437305111988&amp;postID=4262492348789578542&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/4262492348789578542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/4262492348789578542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/2010/10/whitneys-bits-of-wisdom.html' title='Whitney&apos;s Bits of Wisdom'/><author><name>Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03737707670272490523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437329437305111988.post-2225570645896732122</id><published>2010-10-10T11:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-10T12:02:51.730-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What a "One"derful Weekend!</title><content type='html'>Back in July, we were able to spend a lot of time together as a family. Since then we have all been busy with different event such as my brother moving to go to college, one nephew starting Kindergarten, the other nephew starting preschool, and keeping up with our lives. Needless to say, I had not been able to see them since July. That made this past weekend extra special and fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The main reason for the gathering was BIRTHDAYS!!! My niece turned one earlier that week. It is so hard to believe that she is one already. The last time I was at their house was when she was blessed. Also, my dad's birthday was on Friday. It was so nice to be all together again. We met at my sister's house. I arrived on Friday and my brother was already there. I know it had been less than 2 years, but I realized that I missed that boy. My parents arrived early the next morning as we were finishing breakfast. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were all able to watch conference together, which is something that I missed last conference. There is a different feeling watching conference with the family than by yourself. In between the Saturday sessions of conference, we had a small party for my niece. She got some cute clothes and toys. I stole this picture from my sister's blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/TLILTwB8L6I/AAAAAAAAATM/cLT3GEoZ56o/s1600/kayleighs+1st+birthday+033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/TLILTwB8L6I/AAAAAAAAATM/cLT3GEoZ56o/s400/kayleighs+1st+birthday+033.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526492126675480482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Cute!!! &lt;br /&gt;After the second session we went to Dinner as a family. Then the guys took off for the priesthood session. Sunday was much of the same with conference. My parents and brother left that night. However, I wanted to have a little extra time there, so I stayed through Monday. On Monday, I got to experience the life of a stay-at-home mom. They are amazing. We took one kid to school, did a quick shopping trip, went to a play group, picked up the kid from school, lunch, naps, homework and played.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had so much fun and really did not want to leave. I learned so much from the kiddos this time. I will share one thing I learned from each. C~ Pure love. He gives the best hugs and when I told him I had to go, he wanted to hug me so I could not leave.&lt;br /&gt;T~ Happiness. He has the cutest smile and knows how to make those around him happy. It was so fun seeing him share that with his little sister. K~ I can't think of a word to describe this, but whenever she was a little grumpy, we would sing "If You're Happy and You Know It." She would calm down and usually by the end start doing different parts with us. That showed me that you can changed and be happy whenever you chose to. :D That was a great lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Heather for playing hostess and letting us all have a great weekend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6437329437305111988-2225570645896732122?l=wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/feeds/2225570645896732122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6437329437305111988&amp;postID=2225570645896732122&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/2225570645896732122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/2225570645896732122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/2010/10/what-onederful-weekend.html' title='What a &quot;One&quot;derful Weekend!'/><author><name>Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03737707670272490523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/TLILTwB8L6I/AAAAAAAAATM/cLT3GEoZ56o/s72-c/kayleighs+1st+birthday+033.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437329437305111988.post-7987600892445795370</id><published>2010-10-05T08:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T10:42:46.979-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Conference Time</title><content type='html'>For those of you who know me really well, I love General Conference. It is a time when we are able to hear inspired words from out leaders and also make new commitments to do and be better. The October General Conference was no exception. There was so much said and I am grateful for the opportunity that we have to live in a time when we can participate in such events through modern technology. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would love to hear what everyone else thought of conference and the thoughts and ideas that they had. What were you favorites talks and why? What were the themes that you saw?  Call me strange, but it is always fun to hear what others learned and liked and share your own thoughts. Since this is my blog, I will share my thoughts first, but I look forward to hearing what everyone else has to say too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the talks that impacted me the most was President Uchtdorf's talk. This was one of the talks that I needed in my life at this point. I loved how he told us to slow down and simplify. Life does not have to busy, because a lot of times when we make it busy, is when we forget to do the small and simple things. Also, I loved the four relationships that he outlined between, family, fellow men, God, and ourselves. His advice to us to get to know God better by making sure we made a quiet time for him was much needed. Also, I loved the part where he talked about our relationship with ourselves and how we should not be so hard on ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were a couple of themes that stood out to me. There was a lot said on gratitude and trust, as well as agency. There was also an emphasis on paying attention to the spirit and making ourselves worthy to have the spirit with us throughout our lives. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please share your thoughts and ideas and check back frequently. Hopefully, from other thoughts and ideas we can all learn and apply more of the conference in our lives.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6437329437305111988-7987600892445795370?l=wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/feeds/7987600892445795370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6437329437305111988&amp;postID=7987600892445795370&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/7987600892445795370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/7987600892445795370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/2010/10/conference-time.html' title='Conference Time'/><author><name>Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03737707670272490523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437329437305111988.post-310977491084294747</id><published>2010-09-27T21:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-27T22:02:51.224-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Adventures of Broads at the Broadcasts: Part 2</title><content type='html'>(Part 1 is below, so you may want to read that before this one.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday morning started early. Most of the girls had not slept very well. They stayed at a friend's house and had to leave there around 7:15 to get to their next destination on time. You see, Cassie is a member of the Orchestra at Temple Square and had to be at rehersal early that morning. While she was in rehersal, the other three walked around Temple Square and took pictures. Below are some of the pictures they took.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/TKFwGT-Ev3I/AAAAAAAAAR4/odEMm7_c0e4/s1600/100_0474.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/TKFwGT-Ev3I/AAAAAAAAAR4/odEMm7_c0e4/s200/100_0474.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521817871875096434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/TKFwg6aQR7I/AAAAAAAAASA/asxD6EgUna4/s1600/100_0475.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/TKFwg6aQR7I/AAAAAAAAASA/asxD6EgUna4/s200/100_0475.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521818328870438834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/TKFyDkrUQdI/AAAAAAAAASI/oRQOqGGWIig/s1600/100_0477.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/TKFyDkrUQdI/AAAAAAAAASI/oRQOqGGWIig/s200/100_0477.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521820023843471826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/TKFyVSEV38I/AAAAAAAAASQ/650MLvGKIjQ/s1600/100_0479.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/TKFyVSEV38I/AAAAAAAAASQ/650MLvGKIjQ/s200/100_0479.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521820328085807042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/TKFypb7A6oI/AAAAAAAAASY/C3FaZSBXrvI/s1600/100_0483.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/TKFypb7A6oI/AAAAAAAAASY/C3FaZSBXrvI/s200/100_0483.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521820674328423042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reflecting at the Reflecting Pond&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/TKF0J0A-nUI/AAAAAAAAASg/w-3pNKDWiOk/s1600/100_0485.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/TKF0J0A-nUI/AAAAAAAAASg/w-3pNKDWiOk/s200/100_0485.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521822330063330626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/TKF0t8o04zI/AAAAAAAAASo/og-3zHBlTU8/s1600/100_0486.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/TKF0t8o04zI/AAAAAAAAASo/og-3zHBlTU8/s200/100_0486.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521822950853239602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/TKF1CnbcNNI/AAAAAAAAASw/KGgRHrE8Mm8/s1600/100_0489.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/TKF1CnbcNNI/AAAAAAAAASw/KGgRHrE8Mm8/s200/100_0489.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521823305937204434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; The next step was going to the Mormon Taberbacle Broadcast to see Cassie perform. It was an amazing experience and the spirit was there so strong. The pictures below may be a little fuzzy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/TKF1zswE2CI/AAAAAAAAAS4/fPL2MwM1qaM/s1600/100_0491.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/TKF1zswE2CI/AAAAAAAAAS4/fPL2MwM1qaM/s200/100_0491.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521824149179521058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/TKF2Hp_w1qI/AAAAAAAAATA/YBd0Vj0pqWk/s1600/100_0493.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/TKF2Hp_w1qI/AAAAAAAAATA/YBd0Vj0pqWk/s200/100_0493.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521824492037396130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the broadcast, the girls returned home and made it back in time for church on Sunday afternoon. They had a fun and exciting weekend!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6437329437305111988-310977491084294747?l=wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/feeds/310977491084294747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6437329437305111988&amp;postID=310977491084294747&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/310977491084294747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/310977491084294747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/2010/09/adventures-of-broads-at-broadcasts-part_27.html' title='The Adventures of Broads at the Broadcasts: Part 2'/><author><name>Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03737707670272490523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/TKFwGT-Ev3I/AAAAAAAAAR4/odEMm7_c0e4/s72-c/100_0474.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437329437305111988.post-6867248849450287236</id><published>2010-09-27T20:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-27T21:21:33.121-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Adventures of Broads at the Broadcasts: Part 1</title><content type='html'>Once upon a time there were four girls who got tickets to the General Relief Society Broadcast. Their names are Andrea, Cassie, Stacey and Whitney. They decided to make a fun weekend of it. The adventure started on the drive to Salt Lake for the broadcast. It took a while to get out of town because important things were left and forgotten. Once they got on the road, the trip to Salt Lake was uneventful. It was full of good conversation and fun. &lt;br /&gt;The girls arrived at made it to the conference center with enough time, even though they were running a little late. Another girl met up with them for the broadcast. It was amazing being in the broadcast. Whitney enjoyed watching it in person because the strongest sermons were taught by actions. Before Sister Thompson spoke, Sister Beck reached over and patted her leg will a warm and reassuring smile. She watched and President Uchtdorf did the same thing before President Monson spoke. &lt;br /&gt;There were many great sermons shared during the broadcast. President Monson told a story about a woman who judged her neighbor because her laundry was never cleaned the right way. One morning she looked at her neighbor's laundry and saw that it was clean. Her husband told her that he had finally cleaned the windows and that was why the laundry appeared clean. It was a great lesson on judging.&lt;br /&gt;After the broadcast, the girls left the conference center and decided to find somewhere to eat before going to the place they were going to stay. They ended up getting to know the area they were staying really well. In other words, they went up and down streets and turning around, trying to find certain places. It was great.&lt;br /&gt;There were numerous other adventures had that night. These include "milking cow videos", cats trying to jump up on beds and keep them awake, and staying up late talking with random stories being shared. &lt;br /&gt;The girls tried to sleep that night and prepare for the next day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6437329437305111988-6867248849450287236?l=wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/feeds/6867248849450287236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6437329437305111988&amp;postID=6867248849450287236&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/6867248849450287236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/6867248849450287236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/2010/09/adventures-of-broads-at-broadcasts-part.html' title='The Adventures of Broads at the Broadcasts: Part 1'/><author><name>Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03737707670272490523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437329437305111988.post-3666642126231872825</id><published>2010-09-17T14:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-17T15:09:15.020-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's Brainstorm</title><content type='html'>Welcome to our brainstorming session. I hope you all brought some fabulous thoughts. This is going to be  like those kinds of exercises you used to have in school or church activities where you are presented with a problem and you have to work together to find a solution. Are you ready??? Here we go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There once was a girl. She had never been a good sleeper. She cannot takes naps, it has to be dark when she sleeps, and many others things like that. This girl has been struggling getting a good night sleep for a while now. Recently her sleeping situation has gotten worse. There was one night where she did not get any sleep at all. Another night, she was unable to get to sleep until 4, and one night she even tried sleeping in her car (YIKES). She has tried to find ways to make sure she gets to sleep at night including getting the right temperature (She can't sleep if it is too warm), pain control, eating a small bit so the hunger pains don't keep her awake, using ear plugs and  not eating chocolate after 9 p.m.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is at her wit's end and is now looking for some helpful ideas on how to get some sleep. What are some things that may help this girl sleep? Let's make this a lively discussions so that this girl can get some sleep as soon as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6437329437305111988-3666642126231872825?l=wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/feeds/3666642126231872825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6437329437305111988&amp;postID=3666642126231872825&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/3666642126231872825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/3666642126231872825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/2010/09/lets-brainstorm.html' title='Let&apos;s Brainstorm'/><author><name>Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03737707670272490523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437329437305111988.post-1001876592605387633</id><published>2010-09-13T15:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-13T20:49:26.471-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Angels</title><content type='html'>According to the Bible Dictionary, under Angels,it says, "that there are two classes of heavenly beings who minister for the Lord: those who are spirits and those who have bodies of flesh and bone." Lately, I have been thinking a lot about the many different angels in my life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When life held troubled times, and had me down on my knees. There's always been someone there to come along and comfort me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have the greatest friends and family ever! I cannot imagine life without any of you and your kind words of love and support, along with the sweet spirits and life lessons I have learned from you. Recently, my life has not been a bowl of peaches and cream. However, when I have been going through rough times, someone always steps up and makes me feel loved. Thanks! ~You are all Angels to me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"And ain't it kind of funny that at the dark end of the road, someone lights the way with just a single ray of hope."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things have gotten better daily and I know that comes through the blessings of the Lord. Like the Bible Dictionary mentioned, I know that there are spirits that also serve as angels for us. Thanks to a lesson from an inspired institute teacher back in February and some personal pondering and praying, I have come to understand that angels have been given charge over us and will run to us in our moments of need. There is no way I could have overcome some of the trials in my life by myself. There was definitely more help and strength then my own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"They grace us with their mercy, in our time of need. Oh, I believe there are angels among us, sent down to us from somewhere up above. They come to you and me in our darkest hours to show us how to live, to teach us how to give, to guide us with the light of love."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is a wonderful thing, and it truly helps to know that we have angels watching over us, whether they be a neighbor, friend, family, or a spirit. Thank you for all you do. I love you all and you are all my Angels! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(The portions in the parenthesis are taken from the song "Angels Among Us" by Alabama.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6437329437305111988-1001876592605387633?l=wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/feeds/1001876592605387633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6437329437305111988&amp;postID=1001876592605387633&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/1001876592605387633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/1001876592605387633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/2010/09/angels.html' title='Angels'/><author><name>Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03737707670272490523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437329437305111988.post-3862238977212107029</id><published>2010-09-01T09:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-01T10:12:50.236-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ch Ch Ch Changes</title><content type='html'>They must often change, who would be constant in happiness or wisdom.  ~Confucius&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is to have joy, and if, as Confucius said, that requires change, my life must be fabulous right now! There have been some pretty interesting changes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Sunday, there were a lot of changes made to the Student Wards here. They are now called YSA wards. The other changes that they made are great and it will be exciting, but change always bring a little bit of trepidation. Because of the change, they created new stakes and wards for the YSA boundaries. Both my stake and ward have different numbers now, but I still have the same priesthood leaders. However, I was not as lucky with the rest of the leadership in the ward. Our whole Elders Quorum and Ward Mission are gone, I am the only one left in the Relief Society Presidency, and only about 25 people in the ward are from the old or "original" ward. On the plus side, we gained a lot of people and I have had the opportunity to get to know some of them and I already knew others. I am so excited for the change, even though I will miss those who aren't in the ward anymore. These next couple of weeks will be interesting as callings are extended and friendships are made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, in other changes, my health has had some interesting potholes recently. I went to the doctor and am trying to get some help with the problems. The doctor and I both thought it could be one thing, but after two tests, we found out it is not that. It was strange because I was hoping for some answers and got none. I allowed myself a couple days to be upset and now I am focusing on the positive. Thank goodness for a Bishop who is a doctor and helped me to see some huge positives in the situation. I am so blessed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of changes, I have changed my music at the bottom of the blog. Lately I have realized how many songs really relate to my life. Some of the are more directly than others. It took me some time to read lyrics and listen to songs before it got to the point where I wanted to post it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Change and Whitney have not always been friends. I learned to like change a little more a few years ago and, although it still can be scary, it is super-exciting. It adds spice to life and also allows you to learn and grow. That is what I hope happens. I want to be able to learn new things, have new experiences, and grow stronger physically, socially, mentally and spiritually. I am so EXCITED!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6437329437305111988-3862238977212107029?l=wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/feeds/3862238977212107029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6437329437305111988&amp;postID=3862238977212107029&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/3862238977212107029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/3862238977212107029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/2010/09/ch-ch-ch-changes.html' title='Ch Ch Ch Changes'/><author><name>Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03737707670272490523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437329437305111988.post-7401171294973704422</id><published>2010-08-22T18:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-22T18:53:12.681-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why???</title><content type='html'>Here are some "whys" that I have been pondering lately. Let me know if any of you have any answers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Why must thunder scare me so bad when it is just a part of nature?&lt;br /&gt;2. Why does going to a doctor always make me anxious?&lt;br /&gt;3. Why do I always tend to miss the things that I really want to do?&lt;br /&gt;4. Why does the house feel so cool during the day, but I start sweating when it is time for bed?&lt;br /&gt;5. Why is my body doing odd and strange things right now?&lt;br /&gt;6. Why must we wait for answers when someone has them and they know, but won't tell you?&lt;br /&gt;7. Why am I not able to take naps on Sunday?&lt;br /&gt;8. Why do people always tell me, "I just don't see you with him" or "I just don't see you two together"?&lt;br /&gt;9. Why do people put up false pretense instead of coming out and saying what they are thinking?&lt;br /&gt;10. Why does it seem that a lot of things in life are my fault?&lt;br /&gt;11. Why is it that cereal makes such a good dinner?&lt;br /&gt;12. Why can't I travel instead of work?&lt;br /&gt;13. Why am I writing this post again?&lt;br /&gt;14. Why is the most common answer to why questions, because?&lt;br /&gt;15. Why does it rain when I am supposed to be doing something outside?&lt;br /&gt;(This list could go on and on and on and on. I will stop here for now, but may add some more at a later date.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6437329437305111988-7401171294973704422?l=wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/feeds/7401171294973704422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6437329437305111988&amp;postID=7401171294973704422&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/7401171294973704422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/7401171294973704422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/2010/08/why.html' title='Why???'/><author><name>Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03737707670272490523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437329437305111988.post-1489511261465760942</id><published>2010-08-16T09:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-16T09:45:25.232-07:00</updated><title type='text'>~A New Goal~</title><content type='html'>On May 14th, I wrote about a goal I had to run a 5K in September and also said that I would post updates on the progress on the blog. Here is the update that I have.&lt;br /&gt;I did really well in June and even made it to the point that I should have been at for the month. July was a crazy month and I did not get a whole lot of exercising in because of traveling and my laziness. In August, I decided to start again, with a renewed effort to train harder. However, this past week I was hit with an issue from my health condition that has knocked me down and kept me down. With the date of the run less than a month away, there is really no way I am going to make the run in September.&lt;br /&gt;Never fear though. On Saturday, I was thinking about this. At first, I was really discouraged because when I set a goal, I do all I can to achieve it, because I do not like not meeting goals that I set. After thinking things through, I decided that even though I could not make the official 5K run that I was planning does not mean that I still cannot complete a 5K. Once I am back in a position to start running again, the training will begin again. One day, I will complete a 5K. Hopefully by November I will be at a point where I can do the run. If there is one thing that I have learned in the past couple of days, it is that there is always hope. I will one day accomplish this goal!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6437329437305111988-1489511261465760942?l=wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/feeds/1489511261465760942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6437329437305111988&amp;postID=1489511261465760942&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/1489511261465760942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/1489511261465760942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/2010/08/new-goal.html' title='~A New Goal~'/><author><name>Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03737707670272490523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437329437305111988.post-1949382944113299821</id><published>2010-08-12T08:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-12T08:46:32.663-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One Year Later....</title><content type='html'>A year ago today, I left Pocatello with a suitcase full of the necessities and came here. I remember leaving around 7:30 that morning so that I could get to the new job and be trained. At that point, I had a job, but did not have a place to live or anywhere to put my stuff. Thanks to a good friend who lives here, I was able to stay with her until I found a place. Since then a lot has happened and I can say that I am so grateful to have had these experiences. Here are some of the blessing and experiences that I have had.&lt;br /&gt;EXPERIENCES&lt;br /&gt;~Finding a Place to Live - This was an adventure, but it happened quickly. I was able to meet some amazing girls, have some fun times, and live in a pretty big townhouse. &lt;br /&gt;~Adapting to a New Job - Change is hard sometimes and it took me a while to adapt to the new job. Now, I have been here a year and have learned a lot from the attorneys and the research. &lt;br /&gt;~New Ward - My ward helped and forced me to grow. When you go into a ward, not knowing anyone, you have some options. You can keep to yourself until others come to you or you can be social and meet people. I have met many great people who have touched and changed my life.&lt;br /&gt;~Health - One of my biggest worries when moving away, was dealing with my health. This has been a whirlwind year of medical issues. There have been so many people here who have helped me when I was going through some of the rougher times. Thanks to those who offered blessings and prayers, helped keep my spirits high, and dealt with me when I could not sit or stand too long! &lt;br /&gt;~Moving - I have learned the joys of moving and not having family around. At least it was not a huge move. However, when my parents came down to help me unpack and get settled, everything was already taken care of. &lt;br /&gt;Traveling - In the beginning and more recently, I have traveled at lot to and from Pocatello. The trip has become natural to me and I can usually tell what time it is, based on where I am at on the road. Through all this traveling I have learned car maintenance skills, liking adding oil, transmission fluids, and more.&lt;br /&gt;BLESSINGS&lt;br /&gt;~New Friends ~Being Close to Old Friends too ~Great Church Leaders ~Having a Temple Close ~A Calling (that has taught me a lot) ~Patience ~ Humility ~Independence ~Strength (Physically and Mentally) ~New Experiences ~Trials ~Understanding ~Peace ~Finding Joy in the Journey ~And More&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year has been crazy and there are so many experiences that have changed me and made me who I am now. The funny thing is, I can tell that I have changed, but sometimes it is hard to believe when people tell me that. Though there have been hard times and struggles, I would not change anything that has happened. This has been an amazing experience and I am so grateful to be here!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6437329437305111988-1949382944113299821?l=wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/feeds/1949382944113299821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6437329437305111988&amp;postID=1949382944113299821&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/1949382944113299821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/1949382944113299821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/2010/08/one-year-later.html' title='One Year Later....'/><author><name>Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03737707670272490523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437329437305111988.post-7308730785756188258</id><published>2010-08-08T14:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-08T15:28:44.407-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Amie's Wedding.... (and Josh's too)!!!</title><content type='html'>On Friday, July 30th, I had the opportunity to attend the wedding of one of my best friends in the world. It was such a special day for her and those of us there. The wedding took place in the Idaho Falls temple on Friday morning. The sealing was a great experience filled with the spirit and with humor, which is perfect for them. After the sealing there were lots of pictures taken outside of the temple with family and friends. After the temple, we returned to Pocatello for an amazing luncheon with tons of food. My friends and I ended up sitting up the kids table, but we had a blast there! That evening was the reception. It was so bright and cheerful and there were quite a few people there. The bride was beautiful and glowing and the groom was happy. It was a wonderful day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/TF8q052oYzI/AAAAAAAAAQo/eXW4Y3MLaYg/s1600/100_0440.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/TF8q052oYzI/AAAAAAAAAQo/eXW4Y3MLaYg/s400/100_0440.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503164358041559858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/TF8rK95vO5I/AAAAAAAAAQw/xwz7GoYpLic/s1600/100_0434.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/TF8rK95vO5I/AAAAAAAAAQw/xwz7GoYpLic/s200/100_0434.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503164737085455250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some fun flowers that were outside the temple!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/TF8rzv3ufrI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/VFvlf7fmfgE/s1600/100_0438.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/TF8rzv3ufrI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/VFvlf7fmfgE/s200/100_0438.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503165437693558450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/TF8vaaftGQI/AAAAAAAAARg/Lt908WavlyY/s1600/100_0452.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/TF8vaaftGQI/AAAAAAAAARg/Lt908WavlyY/s200/100_0452.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503169400505440514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a beautiful day!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/TF8spzkmQKI/AAAAAAAAARI/loGS5cTzLjA/s1600/100_0446.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/TF8spzkmQKI/AAAAAAAAARI/loGS5cTzLjA/s200/100_0446.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503166366400004258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/TF8s5zRDgFI/AAAAAAAAARQ/HSDIw_2MnUU/s1600/100_0453.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/TF8s5zRDgFI/AAAAAAAAARQ/HSDIw_2MnUU/s200/100_0453.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503166641195941970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CONGRATULATIONS JOSH AND AMIE!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/TF8tQFZ26RI/AAAAAAAAARY/ljU8FtFgkZs/s1600/100_0451.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/TF8tQFZ26RI/AAAAAAAAARY/ljU8FtFgkZs/s400/100_0451.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503167024021825810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6437329437305111988-7308730785756188258?l=wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/feeds/7308730785756188258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6437329437305111988&amp;postID=7308730785756188258&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/7308730785756188258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/7308730785756188258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/2010/08/amies-wedding-and-joshs-too.html' title='Amie&apos;s Wedding.... (and Josh&apos;s too)!!!'/><author><name>Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03737707670272490523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/TF8q052oYzI/AAAAAAAAAQo/eXW4Y3MLaYg/s72-c/100_0440.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437329437305111988.post-3284033090433105342</id><published>2010-08-07T14:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-07T15:09:22.393-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Read Any Good Books Lately???</title><content type='html'>Well, I have. One of my passions has always been writing. I love expressing myself through the written word. I also love reading. Lately I have been reading quite a few books. I love LDS books of different genres, or any book that is uplifting. A while back, my mom got me hooked on Amish books, or better said, books with stories about Amish families. I love good, clean literature. I tend to avoid the fantasy types books that are popular, although I have read all of the Tennis Shoes and the Nephites series (that are out).&lt;br /&gt;With that being said, I have started a book blog where I take books that I have read and write a brief summary and reviews on those books. This is a new thing for me, so for now the blog is private. Right now, I am going through the books that my roommate has lined up on her bookshelf, but those will not take forever to read. &lt;br /&gt;~If you would like an invite to this blog, let me know your email address and I will send you and invite.&lt;br /&gt;~Also, if you have any suggestions on books that you would like me to read or review, please leave them under the comments as well. Please make sure these books are clean. (Just a note, I will not review any of the Twilight or Harry Potter books. They are not my thing)&lt;br /&gt;Thanks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6437329437305111988-3284033090433105342?l=wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/feeds/3284033090433105342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6437329437305111988&amp;postID=3284033090433105342&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/3284033090433105342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/3284033090433105342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/2010/08/read-any-good-books-lately.html' title='Read Any Good Books Lately???'/><author><name>Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03737707670272490523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437329437305111988.post-4429623600652394548</id><published>2010-07-28T21:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-28T21:24:14.007-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bridal Shower (Not Mine)</title><content type='html'>The case of the missing camera has been solved, and none to soon. I will be needing it this weekend. For now, I will re-trace the event I missed. From earlier posts you can tell that July has been a crazy-busy month. By the end of the month, I will have been in Pocatello every weekend but one. (For those keeping track, the one weekend that I have not blogged about is the 16-18th.) With that being said, here is the reason why I was in town that weekend.&lt;br /&gt;My dear friend Amie is getting married and on the 17th we had a Bridal Shower for her. I am not a huge fan of bridal showers, but I still go to support my friends. I actually helped plan this one, which was nice. That meant there was no games of dressing people up in toilet paper and making words out of the happy couples' names. Another disclaimer, I did not take many pictures because another friend was taking care of that. The pictures I did get were not all that fabulous, but we had fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/TFEAa9bHoBI/AAAAAAAAAQA/3DCSi9gxGUc/s1600/100_0433.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/TFEAa9bHoBI/AAAAAAAAAQA/3DCSi9gxGUc/s320/100_0433.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499177083160993810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The bride with her niece"&lt;br /&gt;There were two games. For the first game consisted of 14 pictures of her at different ages and we had to figure out how old she was in each picture. It was a lot harder than it sounds. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/TFEA6bVhiII/AAAAAAAAAQI/231nHn-ECbo/s1600/100_0429.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/TFEA6bVhiII/AAAAAAAAAQI/231nHn-ECbo/s200/100_0429.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499177623766534274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/TFEBRgI1RRI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/H2c26870apM/s1600/100_0431.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/TFEBRgI1RRI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/H2c26870apM/s200/100_0431.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499178020192470290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/TFEBfTvMm_I/AAAAAAAAAQY/F6FXxLCVQ3k/s1600/100_0432.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/TFEBfTvMm_I/AAAAAAAAAQY/F6FXxLCVQ3k/s200/100_0432.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499178257381891058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second one came from the game Imaginiff. We had to match our answers with her's. It was really fun and something that I had not done at a shower before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/TFEB239AcEI/AAAAAAAAAQg/bwIPHU44BEM/s1600/100_0428.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/TFEB239AcEI/AAAAAAAAAQg/bwIPHU44BEM/s320/100_0428.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499178662240481346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the games, we had treats! We had "personal pan" fruit pizzas. That is right, we made sugar cookies and then people could top them how they wanted. It was pretty fabulous!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6437329437305111988-4429623600652394548?l=wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/feeds/4429623600652394548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6437329437305111988&amp;postID=4429623600652394548&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/4429623600652394548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/4429623600652394548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/2010/07/bridal-shower-not-mine.html' title='Bridal Shower (Not Mine)'/><author><name>Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03737707670272490523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/TFEAa9bHoBI/AAAAAAAAAQA/3DCSi9gxGUc/s72-c/100_0433.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437329437305111988.post-3890900368999766361</id><published>2010-07-27T10:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-27T11:13:06.491-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Mini-Vacation</title><content type='html'>This is going to be a little out of order, because my camera is MIA right now, and it has some pictures that I want to post with the blog post that would have come next. However, once I get the camera, I will post about the pictures and fun!!!&lt;br /&gt;This past weekend, I was able to take two days off work so I could enjoy a mini-vacation. This month has been full of trips to Pocatello for one reason or another. For this reason, I called this past weekend my mini-vacation because it will probably be the most of a vacation I will take this year. &lt;br /&gt;I arrived in Pocatello on Thursday night and got there at the same time as my Aunt and Uncle from Tennessee. It was good to spend some time with them this weekend and get caught up on their lives. We went to dinner that night at Buddy's (which is somewhat of a tradition when they are in town). I was also able to get together with a former roommate  that night. It was so much fun. &lt;br /&gt;This weekend was the Pioneer Day Celebration. We were able to watch the parade. Later on that day, we went up to the fairgrounds for the festivities up there. There was tons of food, games for the kids, events in the grandstands, entertainment and more. We  spent a couple of hours there talking with people we had not seen in a while and also enjoying some amazingly talented performance. My sister and her family arrived that night and we spent some time with them.&lt;br /&gt;The main reason for this trip was to hear Brady speak in church. I love hearing some of the experiences he had on the mission. His talk showed me how amazing he truly is. His testimony is so strong and is such a great guy! I am so blessed to have him as a brother. After his talk, we had a bunch of family over for dinner. As is normal, there was tons of good food, which made for lots of leftovers!!! &lt;br /&gt;On Monday, I was able to spend some time with a friend who was visiting from Arizona and visited my old job at the day care. It is always fun to spend a little time with the kids. When I got home, there was a Wii Fit marathon going on. All who were home were playing the Wii. This ended taking most of the afternoon and we had tons of fun! Also that night, we had family pictures. I rediscovered that I am a blinker. Oh well, I think she took enough pictures that my eyes had to have been opened in one of them. This is the first time we have had family pictures taken when all of us were there since before the mission for me. We have all grown up and there have been three additions. &lt;br /&gt;I drove back home that night. It was a nice trip and it was wonderful to spend so much time with family and friends. Thanks to everyone who made this trip so much fun!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6437329437305111988-3890900368999766361?l=wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/feeds/3890900368999766361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6437329437305111988&amp;postID=3890900368999766361&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/3890900368999766361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/3890900368999766361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/2010/07/my-mini-vacation.html' title='My Mini-Vacation'/><author><name>Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03737707670272490523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437329437305111988.post-3370338947206967540</id><published>2010-07-18T15:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-18T15:22:01.787-07:00</updated><title type='text'>He's Back!!!!</title><content type='html'>On Tuesday, I worked a half day and headed up to Pocatello. I arrived to Pocatello and there was already a house full. My sister, her husband and three kids were there. I had not seen them in a while and it was so good to see them. Later that afternoon, we all loaded up, in two different cars, and headed out to the airport. We were all anxiously awaiting the return of Elder Parkin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/TEN-VI2dxmI/AAAAAAAAAP4/_8480xZDUqc/s1600/100_0406.JPG"&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/_mN1KcGEQgk8/TEN-VI2dxmI/AAAAAAAAAP4/_8480xZDUqc/s320/100_0406.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495374871940417122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While waiting for the plane to come in, the nephews kept seeing planes coming and going and asking if every plane was Bubba's. We had to explain that most of the planes were fire planes to go help with a fire. His plane arrived shortly after the 5:51 (which was the scheduled time).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/TEN8BS5xAhI/AAAAAAAAAPg/lF2809tveBc/s1600/100_0414.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/TEN8BS5xAhI/AAAAAAAAAPg/lF2809tveBc/s200/100_0414.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495372332017975826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/TEN8ViC-VEI/AAAAAAAAAPo/JzC1Z2dRxWc/s1600/100_0415.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/TEN8ViC-VEI/AAAAAAAAAPo/JzC1Z2dRxWc/s200/100_0415.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495372679680513090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not sure why, but my pictures from the airport did not turn out that great. It could have been the excitement, or the case that the nephews were playing with my camera, or that the lighting in the airport was not the greatest. Anyway, this picture was taken at home, later that evening, after he had been released.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/TEN9GGVAW0I/AAAAAAAAAPw/Gc0_yy0bMqY/s1600/100_0422.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/TEN9GGVAW0I/AAAAAAAAAPw/Gc0_yy0bMqY/s200/100_0422.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495373514053540674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is so nice to have him home. It had brought back memories for me of coming home from the mission. WELCOME HOME BRADY!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6437329437305111988-3370338947206967540?l=wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/feeds/3370338947206967540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6437329437305111988&amp;postID=3370338947206967540&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/3370338947206967540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/3370338947206967540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/2010/07/hes-back.html' title='He&apos;s Back!!!!'/><author><name>Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03737707670272490523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/TEN-VI2dxmI/AAAAAAAAAP4/_8480xZDUqc/s72-c/100_0406.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437329437305111988.post-5044979570344207720</id><published>2010-07-07T09:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T10:19:49.689-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fourth Fun!!!</title><content type='html'>First of all, I did bring my camera on some of these adventures. However, I forgot I had it so I did not take any pictures at all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Fourth of July is probably one of my favorite holidays ever. There is just something about it that makes me happy. Fireworks make me happy. :D This weekend was fabulous!!! Here is the breakdown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FRIDAY:  Where the 4th was on a Sunday, some cities decided to celebrate on different days. That was great with me! Friday night was the local celebration here. I met up with some friends and walked to the church parking lot to watch the fireworks. They were fabulous and the finale made me smile. It was so much fun and I learned that in China they have names for the different types of fireworks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SATURDAY:  I woke up early and was packed, had my room clean and on the road to Pocatello by 9:00. There was hardly anyone on the road, which was a little unusual where it was a holiday weekend, but it made my drive nice. That afternoon we had a family reunion for my dad's family. There was a lot of food and family there. I made root beer cookie that were a hit. It was nice to see some cousins that I had not seen in a while. That night, I got together with some friends and had a campfire with smores and fireworks (of course)!!! It was so relaxing and fun!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUNDAY:  Church was great and after that, I had some time to relax while my parents were in their ward. That afternoon(ish) we went on a picnic with my mom's aunt and cousin that I had never met before. It was good to get to know them and talk about life and hear more about my grandpa's family and the traditional band concert in the park. That evening, Pocatello had its firework display. They were pretty amazing as well. I loved watching them. More importantly though, I gained a stronger testimony that this is a chosen land and how blessed we are to live in America. I just happened to be reading about the Title of Liberty that day and spent the weekend reflecting on that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MONDAY:  The day started with breakfast with my mom's aunt and cousin before the had to catch their plane to leave. The rest of the day was spent relaxing until it was time to come back. I got back in time to go to a dutch oven dinner that some friends were having. After dinner, we figured out that there was going to be a firework display in a neighboring town, so my friend and I decided to go to that. I Love Fireworks!!! This display was smaller and they played the same song the whole time, in different variations. It was still good though. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side note, I met my June goal (on July 5th) for running. Now I am working up to July's goal!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6437329437305111988-5044979570344207720?l=wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/feeds/5044979570344207720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6437329437305111988&amp;postID=5044979570344207720&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/5044979570344207720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/5044979570344207720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/2010/07/fourth-fun.html' title='Fourth Fun!!!'/><author><name>Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03737707670272490523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437329437305111988.post-2394548727282310352</id><published>2010-06-24T14:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T15:10:03.906-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Where Did June Go????</title><content type='html'>CRAZINESS!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I cannot believe that June is almost over. This month has gone by pretty quick and I thought that I would write about this before July comes, because July is going to be the craziest month of the year! It makes me tired just thinking of the July schedule. So here is the June update.&lt;br /&gt;- I am all moved in, organized, and settled in the new place. I love my roommates! They are a huge blessing in my life. &lt;br /&gt;-The second weekend of June, two of my roommates participated in a triathlon. It was so much fun to see them swimming, biking and riding. We even followed them for a while during the biking portion.&lt;br /&gt;-We had a pretty neat Relief Society activity that was called "The Great Campfire Competition". The weather was not that great this month, so we did not go with the original plan, but it worked out. The girls were divided into teams and had to pitch a tent, build a fire (though they did not have to start it because we were on the church lawn), and cook some food. There was cobbler at the end. We all had fun!&lt;br /&gt;-Last weekend, I went to a campfire. It was awesome because some of the people there are amazingly talented. At one point, a girl had her guitar out and she was playing her personal songs (which are so good) and then her and one of the guys there started singing together. I enjoyed it a lot!&lt;br /&gt;-One week, for home evening, we had a hoedown. It was fun to learn how to square dance. My partner was an 11-year-old girl and I was in the position of the male. It was a lot of fun. I forgot how much energy girls that age have. &lt;br /&gt;Other than these, there have been little things here and there, like work, exercise, keeping up with the World Cup (GO U.S.A!!!!), and more. It has been a great month. We'll see what adventures July brings. (It should bring a lot:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6437329437305111988-2394548727282310352?l=wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/feeds/2394548727282310352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6437329437305111988&amp;postID=2394548727282310352&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/2394548727282310352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/2394548727282310352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/2010/06/where-did-june-go.html' title='Where Did June Go????'/><author><name>Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03737707670272490523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437329437305111988.post-3002537141325584134</id><published>2010-06-05T12:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-05T13:00:57.846-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Crib</title><content type='html'>At the request of my sister, and thanks to a visit from my padres, here is a picture of me at my new place. Woo Hoo!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/TAqsv0_k02I/AAAAAAAAAPI/rOOb2gtRAiw/s1600/100_2374.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/TAqsv0_k02I/AAAAAAAAAPI/rOOb2gtRAiw/s320/100_2374.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479381834328757090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6437329437305111988-3002537141325584134?l=wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/feeds/3002537141325584134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6437329437305111988&amp;postID=3002537141325584134&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/3002537141325584134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/3002537141325584134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/2010/06/crib.html' title='The Crib'/><author><name>Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03737707670272490523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/TAqsv0_k02I/AAAAAAAAAPI/rOOb2gtRAiw/s72-c/100_2374.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437329437305111988.post-7563619497701373111</id><published>2010-06-01T13:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T14:05:48.351-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Moving Right Along</title><content type='html'>Last week proved to be an interesting week. It seems that I tend to post when I have crazy weeks, but there is a purpose to this one. On Monday there was the usual home evening activity and then I helped my roommate move her stuff to a new room in the house. Tuesday, I did not get home until 11:00 due to social engagements and also Relief Society visits. Wednesday there was a class that I am taking and trying to get a meeting setup for sometime in the next couple of days. That was successful, and we ended up having that meeting on Thursday. Friday was a night of "pan dulce" from a local "Panderia" (Mexican Pastry Shop) and watching Mulan in Spanish! (That was fabulous, might I add). &lt;br /&gt;In between all of this, I had to find time to pack and move. Luckily the place I moved to was not too far away and I was able to bring stuff over throughout the week, as I got it packed up. I was blessed with good friends who came and helped me pack through motivating and packing with me. Friday night allowed me to rest up for the next day. Saturday was the day when all the big stuff and everything else got moved over. I was also faced with the daunting task of unpacking and finding places for everything. Guess what???&lt;br /&gt;I DID IT!!!&lt;br /&gt;I unpacked as much as I could that day. It felt good! To celebrate I went to a campfire/dutch oven night with some friends. That night, I was able to get a good night's sleep for the first time all week and relax the next day! I am going to miss my old place and my roommates, but I am super-excited for new adventures, learning experiences, and tons of fun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6437329437305111988-7563619497701373111?l=wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/feeds/7563619497701373111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6437329437305111988&amp;postID=7563619497701373111&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/7563619497701373111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/7563619497701373111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/2010/06/moving-right-along.html' title='Moving Right Along'/><author><name>Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03737707670272490523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437329437305111988.post-3623223761136800676</id><published>2010-05-14T08:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T09:03:44.517-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Running Start</title><content type='html'>I learned to love running as a missionary. We were given some time in the morning for exercise and my preferred exercise quickly became running because it gave me a chance to think, reflect, and plan. Plus, it made for an excellent start to the day. When I got home, I had to stop running because of health and weight concerns. As mentioned in the previous post, I recently got clearance from a doctor to start working out and it has been fabulous!&lt;br /&gt;First, I am so out of shape. The first couple of workouts were really tough. The second day, I was pretty sore. However, I have kept working out. Now I have a new goal for myself. I want to run a 5K by the end of the year. There are two that I am interested in running. One is in Idaho and the other in Utah and they are both in September. Hopefully I can be ready by then. My ultimate goal is to run a half-marathon, but that one is going to take more preparation so I am aiming for next May.&lt;br /&gt;I have started "training". In fact, yesterday was supposed to be my first day of working out somewhere other than the basement. However, as I got into the workout clothes and set the pedometer, I heard thunder. One of my biggest fears in the world is thunder and lightning. I decided that if I heard another one, I would stay inside and workout in the basement. That is exactly what happened. &lt;br /&gt;Needless to say, I decided to test my endurance and focus. I made it running a mile yesterday (maybe more, but I am not sure I set the pedometer right and that it was working correctly). It took longer than I wanted it too and I realized that I have a long ways to go. If I keep training and working hard, I should be able to do it. &lt;br /&gt;It feels so good to be running again. I will try to keep this updated with my progress.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6437329437305111988-3623223761136800676?l=wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/feeds/3623223761136800676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6437329437305111988&amp;postID=3623223761136800676&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/3623223761136800676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/3623223761136800676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/2010/05/running-start.html' title='A Running Start'/><author><name>Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03737707670272490523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437329437305111988.post-8659510458332101958</id><published>2010-04-22T11:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T11:48:06.892-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is Good!</title><content type='html'>It is time to update the blog again. However, this time, there is not one subject that seems to stand out that I want to blog about, so this is just going to be a random update on life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UPDATE 1 - JOB&lt;br /&gt;I am still working at a local law office. Things were pretty busy the past couple of weeks and my boss told me yesterday that we could potentially be picking up some more new clients, which should increase the workload more. That makes me happy because I love being busy and learning new things in this field.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UPDATE 2 - HEALTH&lt;br /&gt;This is the one where a lot has been happening lately. I have been going to a couple of doctors lately to get some help with the gastroparesis and figure out how to deal with the neuropathy type issue. One week, I had GI appointment Monday, and Neurologist appointment on Tuesday, phone calls from both on Wednesday, an EKG on Thursday and more calls on Friday. Needless to say, the GI wants to try a new med and the Neuro found one small thing, not nerve related, that has been taken care of. I am doing better than I was, which is always good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UPDATE 3 - EXERCISE&lt;br /&gt;Because of my health, exercise has not been something that I have been able to do for a while and I miss it. At one of my appointments, the doctor mention some exercise could be helpful, so I have began to exercise again. I Love It!!! I can tell it has been a while, because my stamina is not there. It feels so good! There have been some sore days, but it feels so good and makes me happy. The best part is, I think that it may be helping the nerve issues too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UPDATE 4 - TEMPLE&lt;br /&gt;I love being in the temple and have been there at least once a week. It totally makes my day. There is a story with this one. There have been some interesting things happening lately and I have learned that I am not so good at being blunt. Well, Friday night, I was super frustrated because I was confused about a bunch of different things that were going on. I even spent some time with some friends trying to talk it out. The next morning, I went to the temple with my friend Stacey. While we were waiting, I picked up a The Book of Mormon and opened up to the Doctrine and Covenants. As I read, I just about busted up laughing, but controlled myself because I was in the temple. I continued reading that section and there was a lot in there for me. I learned that when we are doing what we should be, we will be given an answer and that the answer can appear funny, but there is usually a lot more truth to it than we realize at first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UPDATE 5 - &lt;br /&gt;A trip to Pocatello was inevitable this weekend and I decided to make it a longer one than I had originally planned. I had originally though about going there Sunday, after my meetings, so I could be there for my appointment on Monday morning to make sure the retainer was working right. Instead, I ended up going down Saturday afternoon and got to spend some time talking with my parents, hanging out with some good friends, and more. It was a needed break and I had so much fun watching movies, catching up with friends, going to church and spending lots of time talking. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is my life of updates for right now. I am not sure what else people want to know about me. Life is Good!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6437329437305111988-8659510458332101958?l=wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/feeds/8659510458332101958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6437329437305111988&amp;postID=8659510458332101958&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/8659510458332101958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/8659510458332101958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/2010/04/life-is-good.html' title='Life is Good!'/><author><name>Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03737707670272490523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437329437305111988.post-8745371125224831656</id><published>2010-04-11T15:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T15:23:50.770-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FaBuLoUs FiEsTa!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/S8JHj9KNOFI/AAAAAAAAAOg/HGsEPRDQIE4/s1600/100_0378.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/_mN1KcGEQgk8/S8JHj9KNOFI/AAAAAAAAAOg/HGsEPRDQIE4/s320/100_0378.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459004381364828242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gone are the days of being sung to at church (not that I really miss that)and getting special privileges on your birthday like being line leader or other "important" tasks. However, birthdays can still be very special and fun times, no matter what age you are. This year was great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Wednesday, my parent came down to see me. They surprised with a cheesecake and some presents. They also took me out to dinner. We had a good dinner at a local Grill and talked a lot. Unfortunately we all forgot cameras so there are no pictures to document this part. Thanks for the food, gifts and fun Mom &amp; Dad! That same night I received a gift from my Pocatello friends (via a nephew who lives here). It was a good night and I was able to talk to my sister and some good friends. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday brought more fun. That night I had some friends over for cake and ice cream, because what birthday is seriously complete with them. It was a good time and I, once again, did not take pictures there. However, a friend took some pics, but I have yet to see them. That night I got a couple of great presents too. Below is a picture of all my gifts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/S8JJsUHlvFI/AAAAAAAAAOo/lgX8t_OXYPQ/s1600/100_0373.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/S8JJsUHlvFI/AAAAAAAAAOo/lgX8t_OXYPQ/s320/100_0373.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459006723990076498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of those gifts is no other than a "Dating Kit". It made me laugh so hard and I loved it. Here is a closer up view of the contents!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/S8JKUW5tJJI/AAAAAAAAAOw/UYfkG5dkTco/s1600/100_0377.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/S8JKUW5tJJI/AAAAAAAAAOw/UYfkG5dkTco/s320/100_0377.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459007411931915410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, it was a fabulous birthday!!! This is not a great picture of me, but it shows that I was "present" at the party! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/S8JLDMVF9-I/AAAAAAAAAO4/ziolZwjBcMI/s1600/100_0376.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/S8JLDMVF9-I/AAAAAAAAAO4/ziolZwjBcMI/s200/100_0376.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459008216547850210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANKS TO ALL!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6437329437305111988-8745371125224831656?l=wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/feeds/8745371125224831656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6437329437305111988&amp;postID=8745371125224831656&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/8745371125224831656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/8745371125224831656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/2010/04/fabulous-fiesta.html' title='FaBuLoUs FiEsTa!'/><author><name>Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03737707670272490523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/S8JHj9KNOFI/AAAAAAAAAOg/HGsEPRDQIE4/s72-c/100_0378.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437329437305111988.post-1455368699707535294</id><published>2010-04-08T09:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T10:58:21.073-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love of Trials</title><content type='html'>So many people I know, myself included, have gone through some trying times lately. It is interesting to see the way that people react to the trials that they are given whether it be the death of a loved one, a sickness, a hard decision or anything else. My sister and I were talking about this the other day and she sent me this poem. As I read it, my thoughts turned to some of my many friends who have been struggling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Monument&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God,&lt;br /&gt;Before He Sent His children to earth&lt;br /&gt;Gave each of them&lt;br /&gt;A very carefully selected package of problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These,&lt;br /&gt;He promised, smiling,&lt;br /&gt;Are yours alone. No one&lt;br /&gt;Else may have the blessings&lt;br /&gt;These problems will bring you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And only you&lt;br /&gt;Have the special talents and abilities&lt;br /&gt;That will be needed&lt;br /&gt;To make these problems&lt;br /&gt;Your servants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now go down to your birth and to your forgetfulness.&lt;br /&gt;Know that I love you beyond measure.&lt;br /&gt;These problems that I give you&lt;br /&gt;Are a symbol of the love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The monument you make of your life&lt;br /&gt;With the help of your problems&lt;br /&gt;Will be a symbol of your Love for me,&lt;br /&gt;Your Father. "&lt;br /&gt;- Blaine Yorgason&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He loves us and knows what is best for us! Sometimes we do not understand why we are going through what we are going through, but their is a reason. If we respond with faith and love, we will be strengthened. I can see how trials of the past have shaped who I am today. Though I am unsure why I must go through some struggles, one thing I do know is that He loves me and will be there for me always! My thoughts and prayers are with those of you who are struggling.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6437329437305111988-1455368699707535294?l=wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/feeds/1455368699707535294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6437329437305111988&amp;postID=1455368699707535294&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/1455368699707535294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/1455368699707535294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/2010/04/love-of-trials.html' title='Love of Trials'/><author><name>Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03737707670272490523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437329437305111988.post-5149594392363658892</id><published>2010-03-27T15:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T15:49:06.212-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Night in Virgina.....</title><content type='html'>that is, a night in Virgina, Idaho!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the story. After high school ends you always hear stories of people growing apart, or lives changing soooooo much, or whatever. A group of friends, some whom I have known since elementary school and others since high school, decided that we needed to have one of our famous "Girl's Nights". We have been trying to plan one for quite a while, but it finally came to fruition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/S66DR3U5aPI/AAAAAAAAANQ/GU7SM0ZU_48/s1600/100_0363.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/S66DR3U5aPI/AAAAAAAAANQ/GU7SM0ZU_48/s200/100_0363.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453440541724862706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was interesting trying to plan around the schedules of six girls in four different places, with interesting things in their lives. Needless to say, we met on middle ground in Virgina, Idaho. For those who don't know, that is around the Downey area. Here is a small play-by-play about what happened that night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARRIVAL: Two showed up around 6ish, and ended up waiting for the other three to get there. Turns out that they got lost and phone calls were made to help them find the house, as well as a welcoming dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/S66E4jK7NGI/AAAAAAAAANY/I9n-oy2qpPs/s1600/100_0358.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/S66E4jK7NGI/AAAAAAAAANY/I9n-oy2qpPs/s200/100_0358.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453442305840854114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MENU: There was some good food there. We started out eating as soon as everyone was there. The menu consisted of Pizza, vegatables, fruit, Little Debbies snacks, cookies and Cheesy Bread. That last one was exciting for me because it was first time ever making it and it turned out super good and it was really easy!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/S66F8Dy-6II/AAAAAAAAANg/vHYih0GO6ek/s1600/100_0359.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/S66F8Dy-6II/AAAAAAAAANg/vHYih0GO6ek/s200/100_0359.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453443465650038914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/S66GOfoJ3VI/AAAAAAAAANo/B4Q18f3xd5U/s1600/100_0361.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/S66GOfoJ3VI/AAAAAAAAANo/B4Q18f3xd5U/s200/100_0361.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453443782358457682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the food, there was good times outside, lots of great conversation, and some good laughs!!! Below are some pics!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/S66HaIraKqI/AAAAAAAAANw/-aNNt2hYmaA/s1600/Porto+Potty.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 152px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/S66HaIraKqI/AAAAAAAAANw/-aNNt2hYmaA/s200/Porto+Potty.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453445081868151458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jenny pretending to be at a Port-o-Potty (really a root cellar)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/S66IRcAR3VI/AAAAAAAAAN4/9SQFyOvtEFA/s1600/Sky+High.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 152px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/S66IRcAR3VI/AAAAAAAAAN4/9SQFyOvtEFA/s200/Sky+High.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453446031948766546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/S66Ju4670NI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/8L2v-EqY8gI/s1600/Hole+in+the+Wall.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 98px; height: 130px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/S66Ju4670NI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/8L2v-EqY8gI/s200/Hole+in+the+Wall.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453447637438812370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/S66KHxcpmaI/AAAAAAAAAOY/9Rd9zGDzTa0/s1600/amie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 152px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/S66KHxcpmaI/AAAAAAAAAOY/9Rd9zGDzTa0/s200/amie.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453448064929470882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lisa's kids joined us for a little bit and her son and I had a good time. Apparently, I am just as funny looking as always because all I had to do was look at him and he started laughing. Then, he started imitating me and my laughing, which explains the next two pictures. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/S66JFPwNYII/AAAAAAAAAOA/wPivmxFxZKY/s1600/why+laugh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 130px; height: 98px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/S66JFPwNYII/AAAAAAAAAOA/wPivmxFxZKY/s200/why+laugh.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453446922013335682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/S66JaUdqwKI/AAAAAAAAAOI/BB9DOXvH5_E/s1600/Laugh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 130px; height: 98px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/S66JaUdqwKI/AAAAAAAAAOI/BB9DOXvH5_E/s200/Laugh.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453447284054999202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would love to share all the pics and stories, but there were too many!!! It was so much fun and I am so glad that even though some are married with kids, others are single, we are all in different places and having different experiences in our lives, we are still able to maintain our friendships and have a good time.!!! Thanks girls for one fun and crazy night!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6437329437305111988-5149594392363658892?l=wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/feeds/5149594392363658892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6437329437305111988&amp;postID=5149594392363658892&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/5149594392363658892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/5149594392363658892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/2010/03/night-in-virgina.html' title='A Night in Virgina.....'/><author><name>Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03737707670272490523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/S66DR3U5aPI/AAAAAAAAANQ/GU7SM0ZU_48/s72-c/100_0363.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437329437305111988.post-4548700691035170133</id><published>2010-03-12T12:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T13:07:09.372-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Addiction!!!</title><content type='html'>Nobody get scared, this is me we are talking about. I have found a new addiction and it is just what I need in my life right now. When I was living in Pocatello and trying to decide what to do with my life and where to go, there was one thing that coming to mind. I wanted to live in a place where there was a temple, so that I could try and make it to the temple more than once a month. When I moved here, my goal was to try and go once a week. I did not do so great with that one, but I did make sure that I went often. At the end of November, I had some interesting health issues and it was hard for me to go for a while. &lt;br /&gt;I have been taking an institute class on the Pearl of Great Price which is amazing. I have learned so much and had some amazing experiences. It has encouraged me and inspired me to be a better person. The class has helped me to really focus how grateful I am for the opportunity to go to the temple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/S5qsp5No2HI/AAAAAAAAANI/cpQp-_ezASA/s1600-h/LT.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/S5qsp5No2HI/AAAAAAAAANI/cpQp-_ezASA/s400/LT.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447856534990674034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; A couple of weeks ago, I went and got a new recommend and really felt like I wanted and needed to be there. My ward had a temple night that Thursday and I cannot even begin to express how happy I was to be there and what a great experience it was. I left there feeling like I was glowing and I was so happy. This past week, I was not necessarily struggling, but lacking the patience and wanting some answers. As I sat in my room Tuesday night, a friend sent me a text and told me she was going to the temple. As much as my body wanted me to say no, I felt the need to go; and now I am addicted. That one night in the temple has helped me to really feel the peace and serenity that is present there. I went again Thursday night and received even more help and comfort. Saturday, I will probably go again to the temple, because I cannot seem to get enough of going there. What a special place.&lt;br /&gt;So while the rest of the world is battling their addictions of whatever they may be, I encourage everyone who reads this, though I am not sure how many do, to become a little more addicted to the temple. It truly is the House of the Lord and a place where we can slow down and feel peace.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6437329437305111988-4548700691035170133?l=wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/feeds/4548700691035170133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6437329437305111988&amp;postID=4548700691035170133&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/4548700691035170133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/4548700691035170133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/2010/03/new-addiction.html' title='A New Addiction!!!'/><author><name>Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03737707670272490523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/S5qsp5No2HI/AAAAAAAAANI/cpQp-_ezASA/s72-c/LT.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437329437305111988.post-7222399232975171245</id><published>2010-02-22T19:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T20:10:52.872-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unwired</title><content type='html'>Gone are the days of being a "metal mouth" or "brace face" (not that anyone was mean enough to call me that to my face). That is right. I am now BRACE FREE!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say, it made today exciting for me. My mom loves taking pictures, and since my Orthodontist is in Pocatello, she insisted on taking pictures of my post-braces. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the new smile :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/S4NS14tP-rI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/vZN4gsiJ5Sw/s1600-h/bracefree1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/S4NS14tP-rI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/vZN4gsiJ5Sw/s200/bracefree1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441283860502411954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/S4NTMRtsWEI/AAAAAAAAAMg/5HufvsG6pQA/s1600-h/bracefree3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/S4NTMRtsWEI/AAAAAAAAAMg/5HufvsG6pQA/s200/bracefree3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441284245172279362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/S4NUl-83GJI/AAAAAAAAAMw/2smuMvGPhmI/s1600-h/bracefree2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/S4NUl-83GJI/AAAAAAAAAMw/2smuMvGPhmI/s200/bracefree2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441285786323851410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/S4NVBHsaBRI/AAAAAAAAAM4/T7W8Qi1wJKI/s1600-h/bracefree4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/S4NVBHsaBRI/AAAAAAAAAM4/T7W8Qi1wJKI/s200/bracefree4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441286252527224082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6437329437305111988-7222399232975171245?l=wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/feeds/7222399232975171245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6437329437305111988&amp;postID=7222399232975171245&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/7222399232975171245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/7222399232975171245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/2010/02/unwired.html' title='Unwired'/><author><name>Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03737707670272490523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/S4NS14tP-rI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/vZN4gsiJ5Sw/s72-c/bracefree1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437329437305111988.post-6748111357760465537</id><published>2010-02-16T21:16:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T21:44:09.951-08:00</updated><title type='text'>So Much Fun!!!</title><content type='html'>My life tends to go in spurts. Some weeks are very relaxing and there is just enough to do and others are just plain busy. Last week was a busy one. To celebrate making it through the week, I headed to Poky to spend some time with friends and relax.&lt;br /&gt;On Friday night, we had a girl night and tried to be "girly". I am not the greatest at being girly, so this was quite an experience. We ate food, watched a movie and did a facial thing with lime juice and sugar. Here are some pics of the "masks".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/S3t_KAsdcdI/AAAAAAAAALw/4uts6WBU7-Y/s1600-h/100_0325.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/S3t_KAsdcdI/AAAAAAAAALw/4uts6WBU7-Y/s200/100_0325.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439080784941904338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four of us with the stuff on the face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/S3t_kTj09vI/AAAAAAAAAL4/SEW4gvMJebE/s1600-h/100_0327.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/S3t_kTj09vI/AAAAAAAAAL4/SEW4gvMJebE/s200/100_0327.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439081236682569458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, they did taste pretty yummy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/S3uASTkyytI/AAAAAAAAAMA/ZsjsGFZeiU0/s1600-h/100_0331.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/S3uASTkyytI/AAAAAAAAAMA/ZsjsGFZeiU0/s200/100_0331.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439082026960603858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/S3uA8tbvRqI/AAAAAAAAAMI/DYCQnxN48C4/s1600-h/100_0333.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/S3uA8tbvRqI/AAAAAAAAAMI/DYCQnxN48C4/s200/100_0333.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439082755456452258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is looked like when they dried. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday became cookie day. My friend Alycia and I made cookie bars for a dinner for the missionaries in her ward. They were quite delicious. She and I got together later that night and made more cookies for a church thing the next day. They were yummy, but there were tons of cookies and not enough frosting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday was church and I was able to go back to my University Ward in poky. It was good to see so many people and to feel of the spirit that was there. I also took so time on Sunday to start prepping a lesson that I will be giving in a couple of weeks and spend some time with some great people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday was the day to get things done, get packed, and head back. Before I left, I was able to go to lunch with a friend. Once I got back, a friend from the mission came up and visited me. We spent the night talking and reminiscing of old times. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With all this fun, it was hard to go back to work and focus. It didn't help that my sleeping schedule was completely off. Thanks everyone for such a great weekend!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I am off to bed so I can get back on schedule. Good Night!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6437329437305111988-6748111357760465537?l=wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/feeds/6748111357760465537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6437329437305111988&amp;postID=6748111357760465537&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/6748111357760465537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/6748111357760465537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/2010/02/so-much-fun.html' title='So Much Fun!!!'/><author><name>Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03737707670272490523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/S3t_KAsdcdI/AAAAAAAAALw/4uts6WBU7-Y/s72-c/100_0325.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437329437305111988.post-5817401271088361281</id><published>2010-01-29T10:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T10:06:16.220-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lessons From The Past Week</title><content type='html'>1.  Even though bread with cheese looks harmless, it packs a powerful punch especially if it is made in a pizza place. My taste buds loved it, but my stomach, not so much.&lt;br /&gt;2.  Getting to sleep at 2:00 a.m., after some rough times, and then waking up at 8:15 to get you out the door and to church before 9:00 is not easy or fun.&lt;br /&gt;3.  A Sunday full of meetings cannot be looked at as a day of rest in some ways. There was church, a meeting during the Linger Longer, another one after that, and one more after that. Between all the meetings and getting done what was discussed in those meetings, I was sick and tired by the end, thanks in part to #2.&lt;br /&gt;4.  Heavenly Father really knows me. I received a blessing on Monday. I was told some things that those guys who assisted with the blessing, did not know about me. In fact, at one point, I just about started laughing when something was said, but I did not want to take away from the spirit that was there. There were things that I needed to hear in that.&lt;br /&gt;5.  Family Doctors probably will not ever want to take care of me. Within five minutes of talking with one, he decided I needed to see a GI doctor because he thought all my issues were related to my lovely stomach.&lt;br /&gt;6.  Apparently, the “pins and needles” feelings that I have been having constantly since #2, are not low potassium like I thought. I got a call saying that everything in my blood tests came back normal, and I was pretty sure I was really low. &lt;br /&gt;7.  I have a wild imagination to feel these feelings, when they are not really there.&lt;br /&gt;8.  It takes forever to get into a specialist, even if your body is going crazy.&lt;br /&gt;9. There are some random places on your body that can feel the “pins and needles”. For example: knees, bottom, cheeks, lips, back, neck, and others. Basically I think it has been everywhere but not at the same time. Right now, it is in my cheeks, lips, hands, and right upper quad.&lt;br /&gt;10. Life can be crazy, but you have to take care of yourself first and then worry about the other things that need attention.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6437329437305111988-5817401271088361281?l=wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/feeds/5817401271088361281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6437329437305111988&amp;postID=5817401271088361281&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/5817401271088361281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/5817401271088361281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/2010/01/lessons-from-past-week.html' title='Lessons From The Past Week'/><author><name>Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03737707670272490523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437329437305111988.post-3206332049953941858</id><published>2010-01-21T14:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T14:36:54.105-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reasons I Love My Pillow</title><content type='html'>This morning, I rolled out of bed around 8:15. I usually try to be at work by 8:40 so that I get a little lunch break. By 8:35, I was out the door and driving through the falling snow to get to work (which is only a couple of blocks away). Once I got to work, I realized that today was not going to be the greatest day in the world. It has made me so grateful for my pillow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/S1jWBWIcAfI/AAAAAAAAALo/c0T_bIk9Xos/s1600-h/100_0317.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/_mN1KcGEQgk8/S1jWBWIcAfI/AAAAAAAAALo/c0T_bIk9Xos/s320/100_0317.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429324669404316146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the reasons that I love my pillow.&lt;br /&gt;     1.  It is super comfortable and makes those last few moments in bed worth the  &lt;br /&gt;         rush to get ready in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;     2.  It is durable. No matter how much it gets thrown around, hit or rearranged,&lt;br /&gt;         it has not yet fallen apart.&lt;br /&gt;     3.  It hides sounds pretty good. If I ever feel like a good scream or &lt;br /&gt;         a frustrated growl, it always gives me a place to let go.&lt;br /&gt;     4.  It is just the right size!&lt;br /&gt;     5.  There is a nook in it, where my head fits perfectly and is formed exactly to&lt;br /&gt;         my perfect sleeping specifications.&lt;br /&gt;     6.  Look at the colors! Need I say more :)&lt;br /&gt;On a rough day, it is nice to know that there is always at least one thing that you can count on to make you feel better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6437329437305111988-3206332049953941858?l=wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/feeds/3206332049953941858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6437329437305111988&amp;postID=3206332049953941858&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/3206332049953941858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/3206332049953941858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/2010/01/reasons-i-love-my-pillow.html' title='Reasons I Love My Pillow'/><author><name>Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03737707670272490523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/S1jWBWIcAfI/AAAAAAAAALo/c0T_bIk9Xos/s72-c/100_0317.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437329437305111988.post-3656118651944154596</id><published>2010-01-10T15:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T15:51:53.027-08:00</updated><title type='text'>If I Could........</title><content type='html'>If I could make a classified ad right now, or a help wanted poster, this is what it would say:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HELP WANTED/NEEDED:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ideas for Other Relief Society Meetings (The meetings formerly known as Enrichment)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;QUALIFICATIONS:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Activities and ideas that do not take too much time, as most people in the ward are students, but still draw people closer to Christ. They can include ideas with homemaking, self-reliance, spirituality, sharing the gospel, compassionate service, etc. It would be nice to have fun with them too. Keep in mind, this is for a singles ward so ideas that have to do with children, strengthening our marriages, and preparing our families for different events are not needed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TO RESPOND&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please post ideas in the comment area. All ideas are welcomed and appreciated.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6437329437305111988-3656118651944154596?l=wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/feeds/3656118651944154596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6437329437305111988&amp;postID=3656118651944154596&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/3656118651944154596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/3656118651944154596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/2010/01/if-i-could.html' title='If I Could........'/><author><name>Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03737707670272490523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437329437305111988.post-6915662599593097482</id><published>2009-12-30T20:16:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T21:15:26.475-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What a Difference a Year Makes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I was going through pictures last night on my camera that I got last year at Christmas time. It was full on some fun pictures and memories. As I looked at some of the pictures, I realized how much I had changed this year. I have had several different hair styles and thought I would share those.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Here are the hairstyle of Whitney for 2009:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/SzwqS0Oj6MI/AAAAAAAAAK4/P_2-7HYERQ8/s1600-h/100_0114.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 141px; HEIGHT: 201px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421254554192963778" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/SzwqS0Oj6MI/AAAAAAAAAK4/P_2-7HYERQ8/s200/100_0114.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/SzwqTQTT1hI/AAAAAAAAALA/KLIbFNWySx0/s1600-h/100_0223.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421254561729074706" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/SzwqTQTT1hI/AAAAAAAAALA/KLIbFNWySx0/s200/100_0223.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/SzwqTmp3v8I/AAAAAAAAALI/aa3QolHEIQU/s1600-h/100_0244.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 204px; HEIGHT: 156px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421254567729283010" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/SzwqTmp3v8I/AAAAAAAAALI/aa3QolHEIQU/s200/100_0244.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/SzwqTwoMtRI/AAAAAAAAALQ/0teFMfA-p1M/s1600-h/100_0262.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 187px; HEIGHT: 151px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421254570406622482" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/SzwqTwoMtRI/AAAAAAAAALQ/0teFMfA-p1M/s200/100_0262.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/SzwqUG7l9dI/AAAAAAAAALY/NvbdTr8pXj8/s1600-h/100_0294.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 199px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421254576393549266" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/SzwqUG7l9dI/AAAAAAAAALY/NvbdTr8pXj8/s200/100_0294.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/SzwupVm_7RI/AAAAAAAAALg/_WUTueeVQy0/s1600-h/100_0315.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421259339157466386" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/SzwupVm_7RI/AAAAAAAAALg/_WUTueeVQy0/s200/100_0315.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are in order from the first of the year to the end.&lt;br /&gt;I hope you all have a wonderful new year!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6437329437305111988-6915662599593097482?l=wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/feeds/6915662599593097482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6437329437305111988&amp;postID=6915662599593097482&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/6915662599593097482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/6915662599593097482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/2009/12/what-difference-year-makes.html' title='What a Difference a Year Makes'/><author><name>Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03737707670272490523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/SzwqS0Oj6MI/AAAAAAAAAK4/P_2-7HYERQ8/s72-c/100_0114.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437329437305111988.post-3004128241223956389</id><published>2009-12-14T14:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T14:26:14.924-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy! Busy! Fun!</title><content type='html'>This past week was a lot of fun. I was able to do a lot of things that I would not have ever done, if I did not live here. They were wonderful experiences!&lt;div&gt;~SUNDAY~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last Sunday, I drove up to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Pocatello&lt;/span&gt; after church. I was able to watch the Christmas Devotional with my family and really enjoyed it. After that, I went to visit a friend who I miss not having around. It was a good night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~MONDAY~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went to the orthodontist on Monday with high hopes that he would say it was time to take these braces off. It did not happen. I go back in January and hopefully they will come off then, but I am not going to get my hopes up this time. After the appointment, I drove back and went to work. It was finals week down here, so for home evening we had a bread and jam social. That was nice to talk to people and relax, even though I tend to talk with a lisp now, thanks to the lovely elastics that I have to wear.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~TUESDAY~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is my confession. I am one of those who people who love watching "The Biggest Loser" while enjoying a treat. This week was no exception, especially because it was the finale. I went over to a friend's apartment and watched the finale while enjoying some delicious peppermint fudge.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~WEDNESDAY~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This was probably the least exciting day, but I used it to get caught up on some cleaning that needed to be done and to do my laundry. Nothing too exciting there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~THURSDAY~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was ward temple night. I love that the temple is so close and that I can go there so often. I was a little nervous going into the session this time, because the previous week I had been pretty sick and I did not want to have problems. It was an amazing session for me and I was able to get some assurances that I needed about my life right now. There is no doubt in my mind that I need to be living in the present and not worrying too much about the future. The way will be prepared when the time comes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~Friday~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had the awesome opportunity to celebrate the first night of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Hanukkah&lt;/span&gt; with some friends. It was so much fun, and might I add that the food was amazing. We ate &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;latkas&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;hala&lt;/span&gt; bread, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;matzah&lt;/span&gt; ball soup. It was amazing. We also lit the menorah, played &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;dreidel&lt;/span&gt;, and read a book. It was such a cool experience and I am so glad that I was invited to participate/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~Saturday~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I woke up to snow, and lots of it. A friend and I decided to go to a Spanish session at the temple. (Yes I went to the temple two times in one week. YEAH!!!). It was so nice to be around the language again. When we got out of the session, my car was covered with snow. I ran a few other errands and then decided that it was time to start my Christmas shopping. For those who don't know, I do not like shopping. I within 2 1/2 hours I had basically finished all of my shopping. It was nice to get it done with. That night I spent some time with some friends and took it easy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~Sunday~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our ward is combined with another ward for the next couple of weeks. This week we had a Christmas program that was so neat and I got a lot out of it. I love Sundays, and spent most of the day after church relaxing and studying. I got invited to a dinner and enjoyed some good food, good friends, and fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This week was crazy, but it was super fun. We'll see what this week brings!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6437329437305111988-3004128241223956389?l=wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/feeds/3004128241223956389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6437329437305111988&amp;postID=3004128241223956389&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/3004128241223956389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/3004128241223956389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/2009/12/crazy-busy-fun.html' title='Crazy! Busy! Fun!'/><author><name>Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03737707670272490523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437329437305111988.post-1843496727699734056</id><published>2009-12-01T09:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T09:30:16.509-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Four F's</title><content type='html'>FAMILY&lt;div&gt;I was able to spend a lot of time with my family this weekend. We were all there, except for my bro, who is serving a mission. It was so nice to see my sister and her family and be reminded of what sweet spirits children bring, especially around the holidays.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;FOOD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What Thanksgiving would be complete without a Turkey dinner with all the trimmings. There are so many parts of the meal that are my favorite. I love Mashed Potatoes. The marshmallow fruit salad was amazing. I thoroughly enjoyed the yams. The rolls were amazing. Here is the best part, I ate a little bit of turkey!!!!! I forgot how good that turkey tastes. Yum!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;FRIENDS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was able to see some of my most favorite people in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Pocatello&lt;/span&gt;. There were some that I did not get to see, but I will get to see them the next time I am down. I went for ice cream with one friend and saw some others in the store on Saturday night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;FUN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The weekend was filled with activities to bring in the Christmas Spirit. We had a light parade where people were literally pouring bags of candy in front of us and onto the laps of those who were sitting. The nephews really enjoyed the parade. Saturday was the fireworks. I LOVE FIREWORKS!!! They are some of my most favorite things. There was also football (and basketball on too). That made the Thanksgiving holiday complete.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope you all had a wonderful Thanksgiving and that you found new things to be grateful for.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6437329437305111988-1843496727699734056?l=wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/feeds/1843496727699734056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6437329437305111988&amp;postID=1843496727699734056&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/1843496727699734056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/1843496727699734056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/2009/12/four-fs.html' title='The Four F&apos;s'/><author><name>Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03737707670272490523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437329437305111988.post-3263375583055670230</id><published>2009-11-19T12:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T12:56:58.001-08:00</updated><title type='text'>In the Spirit of Thanksgiving</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/mormonmessages#play/all/1/Tuwid8_O8dk"&gt;In the Spirit of Thanksgiving&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Click the link above to see the movie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I loved watching this and it has made me do some thinking. I hope you all enjoy it too! I am not going to lie, this week has not been an easy one for me, but I am grateful for my family, friends, and most of all a loving Heavenly Father and Savior. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am grateful for the opportunities that I have had throughout my life. I have learned so much from the past. Hard times do make us stronger. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am thankful for those quiet moments when you know that everything is going to be alright.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am thankful for the opportunity I have to live so close to a temple and go there often.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am thankful for random moments that bring laughter and joy to my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am grateful for the tender mercies I have been shown.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am grateful for the love that I can feel, when sometimes I don't think I deserve it, or at other times when I really need it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am thankful for the gospel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am grateful to all of you and everything that you have done to help me to find peace, joy, comfort, love, and strength in my life. You are all amazing. Have a wonderful Thanksgiving.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6437329437305111988-3263375583055670230?l=wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/feeds/3263375583055670230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6437329437305111988&amp;postID=3263375583055670230&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/3263375583055670230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/3263375583055670230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/2009/11/in-spirit-of-thanksgiving.html' title='In the Spirit of Thanksgiving'/><author><name>Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03737707670272490523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437329437305111988.post-7483056476758270056</id><published>2009-11-05T20:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T20:19:35.642-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Blessing</title><content type='html'>My niece has been such a blessing to her family, and on Sunday she was blessed. I cannot even explain how amazing it was to be present there. The spirit so strongly. She is such a beautiful little girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/SvOh7Iqez-I/AAAAAAAAAKY/AIX-4NtpuVM/s1600-h/100_0273.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400838415457374178" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/SvOh7Iqez-I/AAAAAAAAAKY/AIX-4NtpuVM/s200/100_0273.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a special feeling of "Forever Families" and I think that below is one of the cutest Forever Families that I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/SvOig6Ms5_I/AAAAAAAAAKg/lw9fSRebC54/s1600-h/100_0277.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400839064409401330" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/SvOig6Ms5_I/AAAAAAAAAKg/lw9fSRebC54/s200/100_0277.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so grateful that I got be there and share in this wonderful event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/SvOjDuG9vqI/AAAAAAAAAKo/PgxRq8LZYBY/s1600-h/100_0278.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400839662459535010" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/SvOjDuG9vqI/AAAAAAAAAKo/PgxRq8LZYBY/s200/100_0278.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6437329437305111988-7483056476758270056?l=wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/feeds/7483056476758270056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6437329437305111988&amp;postID=7483056476758270056&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/7483056476758270056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/7483056476758270056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/2009/11/family-blessing.html' title='Family Blessing'/><author><name>Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03737707670272490523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/SvOh7Iqez-I/AAAAAAAAAKY/AIX-4NtpuVM/s72-c/100_0273.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437329437305111988.post-5599896674202459379</id><published>2009-11-05T19:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T20:06:10.667-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Fun!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was blessed with the opportunity to go see my sister and her wonderful family this weekend. We left &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Pocatello&lt;/span&gt; at 6 a.m. I think my mom learned that I am not the happiest camper in the world when I wake up early after getting very little sleep. By the time we got there, I was a much happier person. It could have been the fact that I had food in my stomach, or I had woken up a little, or maybe it was the fact that I got to be around some fun people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/SvObZw-kq3I/AAAAAAAAAJw/cq6eQsvMaHo/s1600-h/100_0266.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400831245093743474" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/SvObZw-kq3I/AAAAAAAAAJw/cq6eQsvMaHo/s200/100_0266.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This was my first time getting to see my niece in person. She is so CUTE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We got to spend Halloween with them too. We started out at their ward party.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/SvOcDTi5FbI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/6YiBio6nDHE/s1600-h/100_0269.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400831958747518386" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/SvOcDTi5FbI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/6YiBio6nDHE/s200/100_0269.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/SvOcDlotO9I/AAAAAAAAAKA/ijd2TtNqlDI/s1600-h/100_0270.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400831963603745746" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/SvOcDlotO9I/AAAAAAAAAKA/ijd2TtNqlDI/s200/100_0270.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The boys were so cute. After the ward party, they got to do some trick or treating. It was so much fun to see them both run for the door every time someone knocked, so they could help give candy. My littlest nephew sat on the front porch for while holding the candy bowl, while his brother and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;nana&lt;/span&gt; played with the glow necklaces and bracelets that &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;nana&lt;/span&gt; had brought. It was great!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What a great Halloween I spent with Bumblebee, a clown, and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kayleigh&lt;/span&gt; "ladybug". (Sorry, I did not get pictures of her in her costume, but take my word, she was cute!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/6437329437305111988-5599896674202459379?l=wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/feeds/5599896674202459379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6437329437305111988&amp;postID=5599896674202459379&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/5599896674202459379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/5599896674202459379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/2009/11/family-fun.html' title='Family Fun!!!'/><author><name>Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03737707670272490523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/SvObZw-kq3I/AAAAAAAAAJw/cq6eQsvMaHo/s72-c/100_0266.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437329437305111988.post-3166741107391870608</id><published>2009-10-22T12:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T12:13:40.928-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What A Weekend!!!</title><content type='html'>This past weekend was wonderful, especially because it was a three-day weekend. A friend in Logan was married on Thursday, so on Friday night I got to help at her reception. Then on Saturday morning, after getting a whole four hours of sleep, at most, I headed to Poky. It was wonderful. Here is some notes from the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;1.&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Arrived home and spent some time with my mom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;2.&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Went to lunch with some co-workers from the daycare. Good food and good conversation. I love those ladies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;3.&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Attended another reception. This one was for two friends from my old ward in Poky. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;4.&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Went to my old ward and got to see so many wonderful people. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;5.&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Had dinner with my parents and my grandpa. We even got homemade mashed potatoes. (I love those things).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;6.&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Visited my grandma at her house with my parents.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;7.&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Hung out with some of my good friends from high school, plus some other wonderful people. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;8.&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Went to the orthodontist with hopes of getting the braces off. It did not happen. I ended up going back later that day because a bracket popped off. I think it was a sign, but they put the bracket back on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;9.&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Visited the daycare and the kids there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;10.&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;This one just might be my favorite. My mom, dad, and I went for a walk. Part of the way through the walk, it started raining and storming. For those of you who know me, I am not a fan of thunder and lightning. When we got home from the walk, we were soaked and looked beautiful. We all had to change clothes, I think (My dad may not have had to). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All in all, it was a wonderful weekend with friends, family, &amp;amp; fun. Thanks everyone for making it great!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6437329437305111988-3166741107391870608?l=wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/feeds/3166741107391870608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6437329437305111988&amp;postID=3166741107391870608&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/3166741107391870608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/3166741107391870608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/2009/10/what-weekend.html' title='What A Weekend!!!'/><author><name>Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03737707670272490523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437329437305111988.post-5625692288448974015</id><published>2009-10-09T08:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T08:45:22.112-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Cutest Kids Ever</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/Ss9ZOa3pZZI/AAAAAAAAAJg/Yzz8o16U25o/s1600-h/Kayleigh+and+Bros.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/Ss9ZOa3pZZI/AAAAAAAAAJg/Yzz8o16U25o/s320/Kayleigh+and+Bros.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390625383251535250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This has got to be one of my favorite pictures ever. I love the look of all of their faces and it is, to quote what is always said, "Picture Perfect". This is my new niece, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Kayleigh&lt;/span&gt; Anne, and her two big brothers. You can just tell how much those boys love their little sister. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Sooooo&lt;/span&gt; Cute!&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/Ss9Z5xwJgAI/AAAAAAAAAJo/Eq6cFQ4zRkU/s320/Kayleigh.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390626128128475138" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Kayleigh&lt;/span&gt; at the hospital doing what she is the best at, looking precious.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks for letting me indulge in a little bit of aunt pride. I love my nephews and my new little niece.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6437329437305111988-5625692288448974015?l=wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/feeds/5625692288448974015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6437329437305111988&amp;postID=5625692288448974015&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/5625692288448974015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/5625692288448974015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/2009/10/cutest-kids-ever.html' title='The Cutest Kids Ever'/><author><name>Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03737707670272490523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/Ss9ZOa3pZZI/AAAAAAAAAJg/Yzz8o16U25o/s72-c/Kayleigh+and+Bros.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437329437305111988.post-5604452724512244641</id><published>2009-09-28T14:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T14:35:13.572-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Niece</title><content type='html'>So, the title says it all. My sister had her baby today. Kayleigh Anne Sayer, though I am not sure that is how they are spelling her first name, was born at 2:04 p.m. and weighed 7 lbs. 4 oz. Mom and baby are doing fine. In the next couple of weeks, I am sure that I am going to be getting pictures that I can post, but we are all pretty excited.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6437329437305111988-5604452724512244641?l=wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/feeds/5604452724512244641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6437329437305111988&amp;postID=5604452724512244641&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/5604452724512244641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/5604452724512244641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/2009/09/new-niece.html' title='New Niece'/><author><name>Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03737707670272490523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437329437305111988.post-1944896714767393049</id><published>2009-09-23T08:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T09:02:31.289-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Starry Night</title><content type='html'>At the beginning of the summer, with all the confusion that can come into &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;someone's&lt;/span&gt; life, some friends decided that they were going to build a cardboard box and live out of that box. I got in on the idea and was excited for the construction. However, in August, I moved and the house had still not been built. &lt;div&gt;Over the next month, my friends took action. They went dumpster diving for cardboard and they built a cardboard house. Last weekend, I decided to go home for the funeral of a friend's grandpa. I was going to come Friday night and leave Saturday sometime after the funeral. When I told my friend that I was going to be in town, she informed me that they were going to be sleeping in the cardboard box house that weekend. I was so excited. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is where I would post a picture of the house, but I keep forgetting to bring my camera with me when I have computer access. We spent the night in that house. The weather was great and it was a beautiful night. Half way through the night, part of the box fell down. By the time we woke up the next morning, another part of the box was hanging over us, threatening to fall.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was a fun experience and I grateful for the one night I had of sleeping under the stars.&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/6437329437305111988-1944896714767393049?l=wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/feeds/1944896714767393049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6437329437305111988&amp;postID=1944896714767393049&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/1944896714767393049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/1944896714767393049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/2009/09/starry-night.html' title='Starry Night'/><author><name>Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03737707670272490523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437329437305111988.post-2014596812006365500</id><published>2009-09-14T10:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T10:36:27.980-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What To Say???</title><content type='html'>I was talking to my mom yesterday and she mentioned that I have not updated my blog in a while, so I have decided to do so today. Here are the important things that have happened this last little while.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;FIRST:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Labor Day Weekend was great. I was able to spend some time with friends and learned that I really want to try river surfing. If I would have had the right clothes, I would have done that. What is it? We went to Blackfoot, to an area of a river their with some small rapids and took foam boards. You put yourself in the rapid and see how long you can stay there. It looks like fun! I was also able to go the Eastern Idaho State Fair and spend some much needed time with a friend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SECOND:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went to the temple. For some reason, I kept stalling and was having a hard time leaving. When I got to the temple, I found out that I was going to be in a Spanish session. !Que &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Divertido&lt;/span&gt;! I needed that so much and it was an amazing reminder of the wonderful spirits of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;hispanic&lt;/span&gt; people. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;THIRD:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saturday was my mom's birthday. I was not home, but I did get to talk to her on the phone. I love you mom and hope that your birthday was wonderful. It was great talking to you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;FOURTH:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was able to attend my ward for the second time. I was actually given a visiting teaching route already. I also received two callings yesterday. Though I was not exactly sure how I felt about them at first, I am excited for these new callings. I was talking with a friend who put it best. These callings will get me out there and make me meet new people. I am so lucky for good friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;FIFTH:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just because it seems random to only have four things on a list, I added a number five. I wanted to thank all of you for you friendship. My life is not the most exciting thing, but it is fun for me to write about things. I have been doing a lot of reflecting lately on different things. I am truly so blessed. Thank you all for everything you do. You are all great!&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/6437329437305111988-2014596812006365500?l=wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/feeds/2014596812006365500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6437329437305111988&amp;postID=2014596812006365500&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/2014596812006365500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/2014596812006365500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/2009/09/what-to-say.html' title='What To Say???'/><author><name>Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03737707670272490523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437329437305111988.post-1541134971998337796</id><published>2009-08-26T09:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T09:26:10.677-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Two Weeks Here and Life is Good</title><content type='html'>So, I have finally decided to update the blog with some more information. I got a text last night asking when I had moved. I apologize to those I did not tell. It was pretty quick. I moved down here on August 12, 2009. Once I got here, I immediately began working and looking for a place to live. Thank you to my wonderful friend Katy and her amazing roommates who helped me out during that time. I love those girls. That Friday, I went to go look at a couple of places and right after headed home. On Saturday, I had decided on a place and was packing. I am not a fan of packing and so it took a while and I did not get it all done, because I was not going to me able to move in until Tuesday. On Tuesday, my amazing parents came down with my heavy stuff (bed, dresser, trunk, etc. and helped me move the stuff in. After that we had dinner at the Olive Garden and took pictures. Unfortunately, I do not have my camera with me, so I cannot show you pics yet. I spent the rest of the week moving in more, getting organized and going to the temple. I love living in a place where the temple is right there. &lt;div&gt;This past weekend I headed home again. This time I left the next morning to go to my sister's house for her baby shower. It was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;sooooo&lt;/span&gt; nice to see her and her family. The shower was nice and the ladies who planned it did an amazing job. On Sunday we traveled back to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Pocatello&lt;/span&gt;, and I came back here. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With no plans of going home this weekend, I am not sure what to do with myself this weekend..... maybe I will go to the temple. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6437329437305111988-1541134971998337796?l=wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/feeds/1541134971998337796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6437329437305111988&amp;postID=1541134971998337796&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/1541134971998337796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/1541134971998337796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/2009/08/two-weeks-here-and-life-is-good.html' title='Two Weeks Here and Life is Good'/><author><name>Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03737707670272490523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437329437305111988.post-1066423283475833713</id><published>2009-08-07T07:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T07:04:42.791-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BIG NEWS</title><content type='html'>This past week has been really crazy. There were a lot of unknowns in my life about the future. However, that has changed. Instead of tons of confusion, there is only some now. I got a phone call yesterday telling me that a law office outside of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Pocatello&lt;/span&gt; has decided to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;hire me&lt;/span&gt;. I AM MOVING! There are still some unknowns like where I am going to live, but everything else has fallen into place, so I am thinking that the housing issue will be resolved soon too. The job starts next Wednesday and I am excited. However, I am a little nervous too. Wish me luck!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6437329437305111988-1066423283475833713?l=wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/feeds/1066423283475833713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6437329437305111988&amp;postID=1066423283475833713&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/1066423283475833713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/1066423283475833713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/2009/08/big-news.html' title='BIG NEWS'/><author><name>Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03737707670272490523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437329437305111988.post-2484858678977472996</id><published>2009-07-12T17:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T17:27:55.075-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy Daze</title><content type='html'>The Fourth of July is one of my favorite holidays ever. I love fireworks and being with family and friends and all that fun. This year was different then what I had thought but it was good times.&lt;br /&gt;My sister and her family came to Poky to spend some time with us. On Friday, we had a picnic and went swimming. As we were driving home, it started to rain. We had fund.&lt;br /&gt;Saturday was great. We decided to go on a picnic. My Grandpa &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ivey&lt;/span&gt;, Heather's family and my mom were all there. Sad Day, my dad had to work and could not be there. We went to Ross Park and had a picnic. Carson discovered his loves for cherries, Tanner loved the Cheetos, and the rest of us ate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/Slp7q_DyUFI/AAAAAAAAAIA/bYzD_mdm3Hs/s1600-h/100_0229.JPG"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/Slp7-lWUD3I/AAAAAAAAAII/wzHAweFu0rU/s1600-h/100_0230.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/Slp7-lWUD3I/AAAAAAAAAII/wzHAweFu0rU/s200/100_0230.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357731021818433394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/Slp8LtjyrFI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/qnbMy8nurf0/s1600-h/100_0231.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/Slp8LtjyrFI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/qnbMy8nurf0/s200/100_0231.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357731247360748626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/Slp8jeeIO7I/AAAAAAAAAIY/3CfeIVbmSZ8/s1600-h/100_0229.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/Slp8jeeIO7I/AAAAAAAAAIY/3CfeIVbmSZ8/s200/100_0229.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357731655627324338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/Slp9ZhMdLAI/AAAAAAAAAIw/pQVHHJMeggQ/s1600-h/100_0234.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/Slp9ZhMdLAI/AAAAAAAAAIw/pQVHHJMeggQ/s200/100_0234.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357732584071441410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/Slp8wbHCqtI/AAAAAAAAAIg/vMMSiswtzhQ/s1600-h/100_0232.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/Slp8wbHCqtI/AAAAAAAAAIg/vMMSiswtzhQ/s200/100_0232.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357731878063483602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got to play a little bit and headed home to get ready for fireworks. I LOVE FIREWORKS. However, on the way home to get ready, it started to storm. It was huge. There was lots of thunder and lightning. If there is one thing that I dislike as much as I like fireworks, it is thunder (If that makes sense). It began to hail. Here are some pics of that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/Slp-UOVGG3I/AAAAAAAAAI4/pc-RMrGCGOo/s1600-h/100_0235.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/Slp-UOVGG3I/AAAAAAAAAI4/pc-RMrGCGOo/s200/100_0235.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357733592619686770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/Slp-eRJB7NI/AAAAAAAAAJA/h87NA2T8LMo/s1600-h/100_0236.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/Slp-eRJB7NI/AAAAAAAAAJA/h87NA2T8LMo/s200/100_0236.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357733765173079250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/Slp-oRlUP7I/AAAAAAAAAJI/Hsry0sT1XoE/s1600-h/100_0238.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/Slp-oRlUP7I/AAAAAAAAAJI/Hsry0sT1XoE/s200/100_0238.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357733937090412466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We still found ways to have fun and it clear up enough to see fireworks, which made my day. I did not even mind that the ground was wet. I hope everyone else had a great Fourth of July!!!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/Slp_Kc7doYI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/78Kq6Zamtwk/s1600-h/100_0239.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/Slp_Kc7doYI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/78Kq6Zamtwk/s200/100_0239.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357734524251644290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                 &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/Slp_XJI1VYI/AAAAAAAAAJY/0MwZKY7fEIc/s1600-h/100_0240.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/Slp_XJI1VYI/AAAAAAAAAJY/0MwZKY7fEIc/s200/100_0240.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357734742277313922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6437329437305111988-2484858678977472996?l=wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/feeds/2484858678977472996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6437329437305111988&amp;postID=2484858678977472996&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/2484858678977472996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/2484858678977472996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/2009/07/crazy-daze.html' title='Crazy Daze'/><author><name>Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03737707670272490523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/Slp7-lWUD3I/AAAAAAAAAII/wzHAweFu0rU/s72-c/100_0230.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437329437305111988.post-532215852457216800</id><published>2009-06-22T22:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T22:31:51.158-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Snaps!</title><content type='html'>As promised, here are some pictures from the a recent road trip that I took with an former co-worker. We had a lot of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/SkBm98yQrCI/AAAAAAAAAHg/-ML3CNP1aqI/s1600-h/100_0225.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/SkBm98yQrCI/AAAAAAAAAHg/-ML3CNP1aqI/s200/100_0225.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350389571791137826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Gossners&lt;/span&gt;. I love the root beer milk. Yum!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/SkBnSuts28I/AAAAAAAAAHo/R5Q2l4f2TeQ/s1600-h/100_0226.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/SkBnSuts28I/AAAAAAAAAHo/R5Q2l4f2TeQ/s200/100_0226.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350389928791169986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/SkBno0iJS0I/AAAAAAAAAHw/heqI0YBptxI/s1600-h/100_0227.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/SkBno0iJS0I/AAAAAAAAAHw/heqI0YBptxI/s200/100_0227.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350390308310436674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are some scenery shots take from the grounds of the Logan Temple. It was beautiful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/SkBnz9Zag6I/AAAAAAAAAH4/6YlyKCPZygc/s1600-h/100_0228.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/SkBnz9Zag6I/AAAAAAAAAH4/6YlyKCPZygc/s200/100_0228.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350390499668296610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was taken on path that we found. I loved the background and the colors. The funny thing is that is was beautiful in Logan, but back home it was raining all day.&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/6437329437305111988-532215852457216800?l=wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/feeds/532215852457216800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6437329437305111988&amp;postID=532215852457216800&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/532215852457216800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/532215852457216800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/2009/06/snaps.html' title='Snaps!'/><author><name>Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03737707670272490523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mN1KcGEQgk8/SkBm98yQrCI/AAAAAAAAAHg/-ML3CNP1aqI/s72-c/100_0225.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437329437305111988.post-1285181125085909765</id><published>2009-06-18T20:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T21:03:15.018-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Quick Update</title><content type='html'>I have not been the best about updating this because I think the last one was over Memorial Day weekend. I know, that is pretty sad. My life has been hectic lately and I am having to learn how to juggle and balance. I do not mean with balls or standing on one foot, but my life in general. I work tons, my calling keeps me busy, and trying to have a social life on top of that. The past couple of weeks have been spent trying to find that balance. I can honestly say that I am beginning to see it and that I do not have to do everything by myself. What a revelation.&lt;br /&gt;I had craziest dream this week and it came as an answer to me. It was a mixture of the mission and church. There was a lot about change and without boring you with all of the details I have decided that there are some changes needed in my life right now and this is the time to start. Wish me luck with the new adventures that will be coming my way.&lt;br /&gt;I will try to post some pictures of a recent road trip that I took, soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6437329437305111988-1285181125085909765?l=wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/feeds/1285181125085909765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6437329437305111988&amp;postID=1285181125085909765&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/1285181125085909765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437329437305111988/posts/default/1285181125085909765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderfulworldofwhitney.blogspot.com/2009/06/quick-update.html' title='A Quick Update'/><author><name>Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03737707670272490523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
