<?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-447774387307700435</id><updated>2011-10-24T08:20:08.756-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Livin' the unpredictable life</title><subtitle type='html'>A tale of an ever winding unknown path...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiealyssa.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/447774387307700435/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiealyssa.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08161246336882899658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/TPGLw1eovmI/AAAAAAAAAhc/uPTGaFHL6Pw/S220/187.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>73</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-447774387307700435.post-4265867539692895450</id><published>2011-10-23T17:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-23T18:01:08.255-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Harvest</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LG9aOre0DRg/TqS4f0N2wII/AAAAAAAAAoI/mQ3pyLlWkG8/s1600/2011-10-23.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666857087871139970" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LG9aOre0DRg/TqS4f0N2wII/AAAAAAAAAoI/mQ3pyLlWkG8/s400/2011-10-23.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never thought I would get so excited about decorating my house for different holidays and season, but I.LOVE.IT!!! I love coming home to my Scentsy's scent perfuming my house with "Auburn Sunset" or "Baked Apple Pie". I am such a bargain shopper too and found a lot of my new decorations on sale from places like Khols, Michaels, and a new favorite store, Grapels. Grapels is a home decor outlet store only open on Thursdays. I have dressed up my house with a lot of their rod iron mirrors, candles, and a curly cue dress model, named "Qincey".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing I LOVE about Idaho is that we have 4 seasons. Although I love my hot and sunny summers here, the cooler temperatures and change of colors on the tree branches are beautiful. Ellie helped me pick the last few veggies from my garden. I guess I am Suzy Homemaker as I adore going outside with my basket and garden sheers to pick and prune!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Happy Fall :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/447774387307700435-4265867539692895450?l=jamiealyssa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiealyssa.blogspot.com/feeds/4265867539692895450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=447774387307700435&amp;postID=4265867539692895450' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/447774387307700435/posts/default/4265867539692895450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/447774387307700435/posts/default/4265867539692895450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiealyssa.blogspot.com/2011/10/happy-harvest.html' title='Happy Harvest'/><author><name>Jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08161246336882899658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/TPGLw1eovmI/AAAAAAAAAhc/uPTGaFHL6Pw/S220/187.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LG9aOre0DRg/TqS4f0N2wII/AAAAAAAAAoI/mQ3pyLlWkG8/s72-c/2011-10-23.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-447774387307700435.post-8471412136944679560</id><published>2011-10-20T20:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-20T20:34:56.223-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Not too many people follow my blog or care to read what I have to say, but a few do and a few might even miss me. I check my sister's blog almost daily and constantly change my school background with new photo's of her kiddos. However, the last ten months have been busy and hectic and with so many new happenings with me, and a lack of internet, I decided to get back into the game. Here are a few of the head lights since my last post:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I bought a house! I am a homeowner to a cute little three bedroom, two bath house in Nampa, Idaho and I am absolutely hands down in love with it! Currently I am decorating for fall and sadly and reluctantly watching my flowers and bountiful vegetable garden in the back yard die. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. With the house, I found that I am an avid green thumb! I tried many different flowers and veggies this summer that did amazing! I have canned over 30 cans of salsa, ingredients from my garden. There is something so satisfying in making dinner and walking outside and picking a plump ripe tomato to add to the salad, or zucchini (which took over my whole garden) for zucchini bread and recipes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I took a five day survival trip, cough cough, back-packing trip with my dad this summer to Jordan Lake. Just close your eyes a minute, are they closed? And picture this....blocked roads resulting in 5 extra hiking miles, hundreds of fallen trees with NO TRAIL, snow on August 1st, having your first snow camp and yet, you have amazing memories with your favorite fella :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I am currently in my third year teaching at Nampa High School and still loving it. I also just completed my third year as head soccer coach for our girl's soccer program. This was my most successful season. We went into districts placing 6th and took 5th over all. Although it is now over and I have some much needed free time, I find myself with a hole by missing my players and afternoon practices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, I summed up the last ten months of my life in 4 points? I am bad ass...NOT! Truth is, I suck at blogging but really want to do a better job of keeping it updated so that my precious friends and family, close and far away, can still keep up-to-date with my busy life.&lt;a href='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BdaavMcWhxo/TqDoHd1gQAI/AAAAAAAAAmI/RhmPrHeNQLE/s1600/Collages.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BdaavMcWhxo/TqDoHd1gQAI/AAAAAAAAAmI/RhmPrHeNQLE/s400/Collages.jpg' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:NONE'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/447774387307700435-8471412136944679560?l=jamiealyssa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiealyssa.blogspot.com/feeds/8471412136944679560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=447774387307700435&amp;postID=8471412136944679560' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/447774387307700435/posts/default/8471412136944679560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/447774387307700435/posts/default/8471412136944679560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiealyssa.blogspot.com/2011/10/not-too-many-people-follow-my-blog-or_4481.html' title=''/><author><name>Jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08161246336882899658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/TPGLw1eovmI/AAAAAAAAAhc/uPTGaFHL6Pw/S220/187.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BdaavMcWhxo/TqDoHd1gQAI/AAAAAAAAAmI/RhmPrHeNQLE/s72-c/Collages.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-447774387307700435.post-1945703798917974237</id><published>2010-12-06T16:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-06T16:56:14.400-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thought of the day 12/6/2010</title><content type='html'>In a busy time of the year and world, it is so easy for us to get caught up in our own lives and our own "woe is me" mentality. I found myself being guilty of that today on a Monday morning, PMSy, and irritating (one a few) students. After a brief visit with two people today, I have come to the conclusions that:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"God does an amazing job presenting us with situations that really put life and how we should be living it into perspective. I am eternally grateful for the love, family, and friends I have in my life."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I challenge you to take a moment out of your day to thank the Lord for the many gifts and blessings that He has given you. Others have it A LOT worse than we do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/447774387307700435-1945703798917974237?l=jamiealyssa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiealyssa.blogspot.com/feeds/1945703798917974237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=447774387307700435&amp;postID=1945703798917974237' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/447774387307700435/posts/default/1945703798917974237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/447774387307700435/posts/default/1945703798917974237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiealyssa.blogspot.com/2010/12/thought-of-day-1262010.html' title='Thought of the day 12/6/2010'/><author><name>Jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08161246336882899658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/TPGLw1eovmI/AAAAAAAAAhc/uPTGaFHL6Pw/S220/187.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-447774387307700435.post-759185741603904703</id><published>2010-11-27T14:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-27T14:40:40.330-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Memorable Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Back in 2006, Tiffany and Kory were visiting me in Idaho and we were out downtown Boise with some friends at a bar called "Humping Hannah's". I told Kory about a tattoo that I had been thinking about that represented our fourth sister Alyssa. Alyssa, although we never met, holds a big spot in my heart as I was born two weeks late on her birthday after her passing. Tiffany, overhearing my idea, expressed her want in the same tattoo. Four years later, after Krista finally became of age, two &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;pregnancies&lt;/span&gt; from Tiffany that don't suggest getting tattoos while gestating, and different ideas and body places discussions, Tiffany, Krista, and I ventured down to Action Tattoo in Auburn, Washington during this years Thanksgiving Break and got our tattoos dedicated to our special sister in Heaven, Alyssa Ruth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There is something about sharing such a sacred and memorable moment with sisters. Cheesy as it may sound, a bond between sisters is unbreakable and powerful. I am so thankful for this experience that I shared with Tiffany and Krista. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/TPGEg7rpUwI/AAAAAAAAAhU/_gZrr8cfvho/s1600/three%2Bsister%2Btattoo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544358317581226754" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/TPGEg7rpUwI/AAAAAAAAAhU/_gZrr8cfvho/s400/three%2Bsister%2Btattoo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We decided on our right wrists for the tattoo. All three are identical. The three of us liked how the wings look at rest and how they are shaped in a heart. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/TPGEg7eBVxI/AAAAAAAAAhM/W0MhSEnczzA/s1600/jamie%2Btatoo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544358317524080402" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/TPGEg7eBVxI/AAAAAAAAAhM/W0MhSEnczzA/s400/jamie%2Btatoo.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I went first. Krista and I both said the same thing to Eric, the tattoo artist, "Sorry my hands are sweating, I am a little nervous." It didn't hurt too much, just felt like someone running a knife over your skin. Today, the day after, it feels like a burn from a curling iron. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;3&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/447774387307700435-759185741603904703?l=jamiealyssa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiealyssa.blogspot.com/feeds/759185741603904703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=447774387307700435&amp;postID=759185741603904703' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/447774387307700435/posts/default/759185741603904703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/447774387307700435/posts/default/759185741603904703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiealyssa.blogspot.com/2010/11/memorable-day.html' title='A Memorable Day'/><author><name>Jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08161246336882899658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/TPGLw1eovmI/AAAAAAAAAhc/uPTGaFHL6Pw/S220/187.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/TPGEg7rpUwI/AAAAAAAAAhU/_gZrr8cfvho/s72-c/three%2Bsister%2Btattoo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-447774387307700435.post-5313176496500539402</id><published>2010-05-18T19:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T20:14:55.715-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Joys of being a dog owner</title><content type='html'>Ellie and I are best friends. She goes everywhere with me, follows me everywhere I go, and even cuddles with me in the mornings when I am trying to wake up. She is my companion, buddy and the best investment I could make as a young single woman. One thing I've learned about owning a big dog, is that if you take your dog to a place where there is the smallest inkling that she might get dirty, you'll both be trashed by the time you get into the car. That's fine with me. Having Ellie has given me new places to explore, hike, and well as tonight proved... swim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to be a good dog owner and taker her to the lake after a selfish Target shopping trip by me (don't worry, Ellie got a new ball). I threw in her "toy" as we know it... a long tennis ball contraption with a rope connected. This is the one thing I have been able to get her to fetch. We walked the lake shore to a suitable spot and I threw in Toy. Ellie did her "high step" action before she jumped in, swam half way to Toy and came back. I tried to coax her with probably ten sticks to go get Toy. As the coaxing continued so did some sniffing in the grass and a bathroom squat, Toy got farther and farther out. She wasn't going to go fetch. Damn. So in I went. I waded in the freezing cold lake thinking she would follow and swim out to her Toy which was probably 20 yards and counting. Nope. Ellie sat on the dock. I proceeded to swim to Toy, turn around like a dog playing fetch in the water, while Ellie THEN decided to come out. She met me half way, and we swam back to the shore. Soaking wet, white soccer shorts (thank God I had a black t-shirt on), I then realized as Ellie was jumping at me that she NOW wanted to play fetch. We went home instead!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/S_NV42V6RrI/AAAAAAAAAg8/owWFEwHJQL8/s1600/137.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/S_NV42V6RrI/AAAAAAAAAg8/owWFEwHJQL8/s400/137.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472812407333734066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what Ellie USUALLY does when her Toy is thrown in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/S_NV4cN81kI/AAAAAAAAAg0/LpEZlhuwKhM/s1600/134.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/S_NV4cN81kI/AAAAAAAAAg0/LpEZlhuwKhM/s400/134.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472812400321025602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cutest Dog&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/447774387307700435-5313176496500539402?l=jamiealyssa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiealyssa.blogspot.com/feeds/5313176496500539402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=447774387307700435&amp;postID=5313176496500539402' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/447774387307700435/posts/default/5313176496500539402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/447774387307700435/posts/default/5313176496500539402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiealyssa.blogspot.com/2010/05/joys-of-being-dog-owner.html' title='Joys of being a dog owner'/><author><name>Jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08161246336882899658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/TPGLw1eovmI/AAAAAAAAAhc/uPTGaFHL6Pw/S220/187.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/S_NV42V6RrI/AAAAAAAAAg8/owWFEwHJQL8/s72-c/137.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-447774387307700435.post-7332205767887312352</id><published>2010-01-18T13:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T14:00:02.734-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Jackson!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/S1TZ2NouGXI/AAAAAAAAAgs/LNhF9MD8nbo/s1600-h/Jackson+and+Jamie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 120px; height: 130px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/S1TZ2NouGXI/AAAAAAAAAgs/LNhF9MD8nbo/s400/Jackson+and+Jamie.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428202976284907890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One year ago today, I witnessed one of the most amazing things life has to offer... a new baby being brought into this world. After driving all night, I got to the hospital just in time to see Jackson Jonathan Newgard be born. After seeing Jackson and Avery for the first times, I never knew I could love someone so much at first sight, and I am only their aunt =).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today Jackson is one, and I feel truly blessed to be apart of his life. He stole my heart one year ago today! I love my newphew! Happy Birthday Jackson!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/447774387307700435-7332205767887312352?l=jamiealyssa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiealyssa.blogspot.com/feeds/7332205767887312352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=447774387307700435&amp;postID=7332205767887312352' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/447774387307700435/posts/default/7332205767887312352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/447774387307700435/posts/default/7332205767887312352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiealyssa.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-birthday-jackson.html' title='Happy Birthday Jackson!'/><author><name>Jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08161246336882899658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/TPGLw1eovmI/AAAAAAAAAhc/uPTGaFHL6Pw/S220/187.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/S1TZ2NouGXI/AAAAAAAAAgs/LNhF9MD8nbo/s72-c/Jackson+and+Jamie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-447774387307700435.post-414785195973441580</id><published>2010-01-15T12:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T12:59:52.178-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Untitled</title><content type='html'>Leave it to Facebook to always keep me updated on people from high school, soccer, college, and now. I hear about engagements, babies, pregnancies, break-ups, hook-ups... it all. Unfortunately, with the happenings in Haiti, I learned today that a girl, Molly Hightower, a graduate two years behind me at Bellarmine Prep, passed away when her building collapsed during the 7.0 earthquake. I can't say that I knew her well, but it still breaks my heart to read her story:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/34879803/ns/world_news-haiti_earthquake/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its at times like these when are world is hit with natural disasters, terrorist attacks, and much more that we ask the question: "Why would God allow this to happen?" I don't question God at all as I believe He knows the bigger picture better than any of us do. Yes, because I am not perfect and a sinner myself, I do wonder why this happens. But when it all comes down to life, we must live our life by faith. Faith in God will always win.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My prayer today "Dear Heavenly Father, my heart goes out to the Hightower family, and all families, friends, and loved ones affected by this earthquake. Please place a healing hand on those injured both physically, emotionally, and mentally. Let us always have faith in you. Amen"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/447774387307700435-414785195973441580?l=jamiealyssa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiealyssa.blogspot.com/feeds/414785195973441580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=447774387307700435&amp;postID=414785195973441580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/447774387307700435/posts/default/414785195973441580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/447774387307700435/posts/default/414785195973441580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiealyssa.blogspot.com/2010/01/untitled.html' title='Untitled'/><author><name>Jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08161246336882899658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/TPGLw1eovmI/AAAAAAAAAhc/uPTGaFHL6Pw/S220/187.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-447774387307700435.post-9121224260014711148</id><published>2010-01-11T15:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T15:38:51.508-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My first "financing" experience!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/S0u2eEtTGAI/AAAAAAAAAgk/CEMFJZvqB-Q/s1600-h/new+laptop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 127px; height: 93px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/S0u2eEtTGAI/AAAAAAAAAgk/CEMFJZvqB-Q/s400/new+laptop.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425630803873961986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I have gone through college, almost a master's degree, and the real world for 3 years without a credit card! I have a Mastercard that is debit and credit, but with that type of account, when the money is gone, its gone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I splurged =) I went to Best Buy yesterday to just research and look at new laptops. I have had mine since high school graducation in 2003 (thank you Nana and John). I signed up for the financing plan with Best Buy: 18 months, same as cash, no interest. I found a laptop that completely fits my busy way of life and... I walked out of Best Buy with a new laptop and a credit card (which will be cancelled when the computer is payed off because they SCARE me).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say, my dog and computer cost the same and it was A LOT easier to buy a dog than decide on a computer!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/447774387307700435-9121224260014711148?l=jamiealyssa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiealyssa.blogspot.com/feeds/9121224260014711148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=447774387307700435&amp;postID=9121224260014711148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/447774387307700435/posts/default/9121224260014711148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/447774387307700435/posts/default/9121224260014711148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiealyssa.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-first-financing-experience.html' title='My first &quot;financing&quot; experience!'/><author><name>Jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08161246336882899658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/TPGLw1eovmI/AAAAAAAAAhc/uPTGaFHL6Pw/S220/187.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/S0u2eEtTGAI/AAAAAAAAAgk/CEMFJZvqB-Q/s72-c/new+laptop.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-447774387307700435.post-2843217011583625532</id><published>2009-12-25T14:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T14:45:22.932-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas!</title><content type='html'>I received an email from our Superintendent just before Christmas break. It talked about how our Nampa School District had more than 600 students that would be homeless over the break. At the end he told us to take time for ourselves, be with our families, and relax... I have been doing just that. Last night and today, I have really taken an extra moment to count my blessings and each person in my family and life. Yes, I am thankful for the gifts, just as we all are, but watching my family laugh, smile, joke, and love one another is the best Christmas gift. I am looking forward tonight to a turkey dinner, Christmas pictures, and a Christmas night walk with the doggies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas to one and all &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/447774387307700435-2843217011583625532?l=jamiealyssa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiealyssa.blogspot.com/feeds/2843217011583625532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=447774387307700435&amp;postID=2843217011583625532' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/447774387307700435/posts/default/2843217011583625532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/447774387307700435/posts/default/2843217011583625532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiealyssa.blogspot.com/2009/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas!'/><author><name>Jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08161246336882899658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/TPGLw1eovmI/AAAAAAAAAhc/uPTGaFHL6Pw/S220/187.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-447774387307700435.post-5796145657839837032</id><published>2009-11-15T18:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T09:54:58.520-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ellie and Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;5 Weeks ago... I decided I needed a companion. I have wanted a dog FOREVER! A big dog, who will come to practice with me, run with me, cuddle with me, and love me for all my many faults! I looked at the pound, and I, along with my landlord, weren't pleased with the dogs there. My landlord, Amanda, gave me a website &lt;a href="http://www.gemdoodle.com/"&gt;http://www.gemdoodle.com/&lt;/a&gt; The breeder, Susan, breeds "goldendoodles" which are a cross between golden retriever and poodle. I went to her house and met my new best friend... Ellie! Although puppies are hard like babies, and expensive (goldendoodles are considered designer dogs), I fell in love and bought her! Ellie has been with her new "mom" for three weeks now. We are loving going for morning walks, playing tug-o-war, chase, and cuddling! I have had some negative remarks from people regarding my break-up with Joe and then buying a dog, but Ellie is the best thing that has happened to me in the last 5 weeks! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SwDBsYNMcwI/AAAAAAAAAfc/SJCibFWm8eE/s1600/PA312802.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404532521000792834" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SwDBsYNMcwI/AAAAAAAAAfc/SJCibFWm8eE/s400/PA312802.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tug -O-War&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SwDBrwKwe8I/AAAAAAAAAfU/CFeCaYpdlcQ/s1600/PB022819.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404532510253153218" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SwDBrwKwe8I/AAAAAAAAAfU/CFeCaYpdlcQ/s400/PB022819.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ellie &lt;3 href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SwDBrURgrFI/AAAAAAAAAfM/Y6291v0q6Xw/s1600/PA312806.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404532502765284434" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SwDBrURgrFI/AAAAAAAAAfM/Y6291v0q6Xw/s400/PA312806.JPG" /&gt; Sleeping on mommy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SwDBq1Jq2DI/AAAAAAAAAfE/7ARtEyKxlx0/s1600/PB012817.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404532494410897458" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SwDBq1Jq2DI/AAAAAAAAAfE/7ARtEyKxlx0/s400/PB012817.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ellie asleep after her first bath&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SwC8mFUTiWI/AAAAAAAAAe8/zP584nl2Z1Q/s1600/PB012809.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404526915292989794" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SwC8mFUTiWI/AAAAAAAAAe8/zP584nl2Z1Q/s400/PB012809.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Such a pretty lady&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SwC8lE_7TFI/AAAAAAAAAes/0GD8xG53DOo/s1600/PB072831.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404526898027646034" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SwC8lE_7TFI/AAAAAAAAAes/0GD8xG53DOo/s400/PB072831.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me and my girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SwC8k7R20fI/AAAAAAAAAek/ZDUZ2Ld9S9U/s1600/PB082835.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404526895418495474" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SwC8k7R20fI/AAAAAAAAAek/ZDUZ2Ld9S9U/s400/PB082835.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love seeing this every morning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SwC8kSdLkpI/AAAAAAAAAec/KLF8TgpNLqI/s1600/ellie+2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 338px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404526884460139154" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SwC8kSdLkpI/AAAAAAAAAec/KLF8TgpNLqI/s400/ellie+2.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ellie's puppy picture from Susan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ps-- any good advice on puppy/raising MUCH WELCOMED!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/447774387307700435-5796145657839837032?l=jamiealyssa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiealyssa.blogspot.com/feeds/5796145657839837032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=447774387307700435&amp;postID=5796145657839837032' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/447774387307700435/posts/default/5796145657839837032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/447774387307700435/posts/default/5796145657839837032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiealyssa.blogspot.com/2009/11/ellie-and-me.html' title='Ellie and Me'/><author><name>Jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08161246336882899658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/TPGLw1eovmI/AAAAAAAAAhc/uPTGaFHL6Pw/S220/187.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SwDBsYNMcwI/AAAAAAAAAfc/SJCibFWm8eE/s72-c/PA312802.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-447774387307700435.post-5984090642039277164</id><published>2009-11-06T05:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T05:16:48.922-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy "Burtday" Avery</title><content type='html'>&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Someone&lt;/span&gt; very special to me is turning two today... Miss Avery Jeanne &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Newgard&lt;/span&gt;. This little sweetheart lights up my world &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;every time&lt;/span&gt; I see her or get to talk to her on the phone. It is amazing to see the development she has gone through since I posted about her first birthday last year. I constantly smile when I loo at pictures of Avery (and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Jax&lt;/span&gt; too) and always call my sister to talk to her when I am down, or sad, or just need a smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This picture was taking on the day of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Jax's&lt;/span&gt; dedication. She was eating ranch and carrots.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SvQgiLA2mII/AAAAAAAAAeU/2w0aJ1JDshI/s1600-h/P9202768.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400977624568076418" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SvQgiLA2mII/AAAAAAAAAeU/2w0aJ1JDshI/s400/P9202768.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I am one lucky aunt to have such a beautiful, funny, crazy/sassy little two year old niece!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SvQghlP9PDI/AAAAAAAAAeM/9ybJ4F8dogU/s1600-h/P9202771.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400977614430878770" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SvQghlP9PDI/AAAAAAAAAeM/9ybJ4F8dogU/s400/P9202771.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Avery Jeanne, I LOVE YOU!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/447774387307700435-5984090642039277164?l=jamiealyssa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiealyssa.blogspot.com/feeds/5984090642039277164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=447774387307700435&amp;postID=5984090642039277164' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/447774387307700435/posts/default/5984090642039277164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/447774387307700435/posts/default/5984090642039277164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiealyssa.blogspot.com/2009/11/happy-burtday-avery.html' title='Happy &quot;Burtday&quot; Avery'/><author><name>Jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08161246336882899658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/TPGLw1eovmI/AAAAAAAAAhc/uPTGaFHL6Pw/S220/187.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SvQgiLA2mII/AAAAAAAAAeU/2w0aJ1JDshI/s72-c/P9202768.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-447774387307700435.post-2678430421172093119</id><published>2009-09-14T18:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T18:56:02.437-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Somebody has a case of the "Monday's"...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Bottom line, I had a bad Monday. Putting on a smiley face everyday for 10 plus hours is hard. I came home, and just needed some alone time. I called my mom to hear Avery and she said "Hi Jamie". It sounded more like "Hiiieee Shamy". Nonetheless, hearing that angle voice opened the flood gates and a good cry was produced. Sometimes that is just what a "tough girl" needs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I keep a picture of my family (the most recent of just the five of us), and the first time that I held Jackson and Avery together by my computer. These people in my life make me feel so much better even when they are 500 miles away... damn here come the flood gates again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381506535587110530" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/Sq7zroIc3oI/AAAAAAAAAeE/H7ScpCfNUfc/s400/P7291311.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I just can't wait to come home this upcoming weekend. I miss you family! &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/447774387307700435-2678430421172093119?l=jamiealyssa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiealyssa.blogspot.com/feeds/2678430421172093119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=447774387307700435&amp;postID=2678430421172093119' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/447774387307700435/posts/default/2678430421172093119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/447774387307700435/posts/default/2678430421172093119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiealyssa.blogspot.com/2009/09/somebody-has-case-of-mondays.html' title='Somebody has a case of the &quot;Monday&apos;s&quot;...'/><author><name>Jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08161246336882899658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/TPGLw1eovmI/AAAAAAAAAhc/uPTGaFHL6Pw/S220/187.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/Sq7zroIc3oI/AAAAAAAAAeE/H7ScpCfNUfc/s72-c/P7291311.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-447774387307700435.post-3380198446165125307</id><published>2009-09-13T11:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T11:08:04.814-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Praxis Results</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;The results are in....&lt;/span&gt;I PASSED!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 94px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 134px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381015022664107058" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/Sq00pzzvRDI/AAAAAAAAAd8/YIDUbrG1Oko/s400/test+cartoon.jpg" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So remember that test I took in July that I was stressed out about... well I just check my results last night and I passed both the Health and PE Praxis!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Just makes me one step closer to finishing my Master's! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thanks for ALL the prayers, encouragment, and support, it paid off!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/447774387307700435-3380198446165125307?l=jamiealyssa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiealyssa.blogspot.com/feeds/3380198446165125307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=447774387307700435&amp;postID=3380198446165125307' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/447774387307700435/posts/default/3380198446165125307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/447774387307700435/posts/default/3380198446165125307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiealyssa.blogspot.com/2009/09/praxis-results.html' title='Praxis Results'/><author><name>Jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08161246336882899658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/TPGLw1eovmI/AAAAAAAAAhc/uPTGaFHL6Pw/S220/187.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/Sq00pzzvRDI/AAAAAAAAAd8/YIDUbrG1Oko/s72-c/test+cartoon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-447774387307700435.post-2357201839811467916</id><published>2009-09-12T17:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T17:54:22.935-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Calling all Exercisers! I NEED YOUR HELP!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SqxCZCrBK3I/AAAAAAAAAd0/SGNNr6ma5-A/s1600-h/80%27s+instructor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 95px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 143px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380748652782365554" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SqxCZCrBK3I/AAAAAAAAAd0/SGNNr6ma5-A/s400/80%27s+instructor.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So I teach two Aerobics classes at Nampa High. This is my first year teaching, let alone aerobics! Last Friday, I started introducing them to Step Aerobics and did some of the basic "steps". I am going to start incorporating arm movements next week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here is where I need you... I need MUSIC ideas! It can be "eighties butt rock" rock, rap, pop, classical (as long as it has a good beat)! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So anything that you work out to that keeps you motivated, sweating, moving, and having fun, I WANT TO KNOW... help me out to get these kids moving!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ps-- now that I am teaching this class, I totally find myself dancing to EVERYTHING. I am not going to lie, I just had a mini-dance in my shower, trying out new moves!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/447774387307700435-2357201839811467916?l=jamiealyssa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiealyssa.blogspot.com/feeds/2357201839811467916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=447774387307700435&amp;postID=2357201839811467916' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/447774387307700435/posts/default/2357201839811467916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/447774387307700435/posts/default/2357201839811467916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiealyssa.blogspot.com/2009/09/calling-all-exercisers-i-need-your-help.html' title='Calling all Exercisers! I NEED YOUR HELP!'/><author><name>Jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08161246336882899658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/TPGLw1eovmI/AAAAAAAAAhc/uPTGaFHL6Pw/S220/187.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SqxCZCrBK3I/AAAAAAAAAd0/SGNNr6ma5-A/s72-c/80%27s+instructor.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-447774387307700435.post-5240165197966713487</id><published>2009-09-07T08:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T09:01:31.869-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Labor Day spent laboring away!</title><content type='html'>Well the World's Worst Blogger is back! Maybe I will change my blog name to that. Here is how summer ended for me. Joe and I really got into fishing and went to the Snake River a lot to try and catch some bass. I am not the biggest fan of river fishing because I snagged constantly. I like to let my bait sit in the water and soak. The river (since it moves... duh) doesn't let me do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took a trip up to cascade where we saw an awesome lightening storm, a forest fire, caught some more fish, and rode the 4-Wheelers around. Soccer pre-season started up full swing after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soccer is going really well. My team is 2-3 overall, and 1-3 in league play. Last year they didn't win ANY games, this year we have won two. One of those being a league game which they haven't won in over three years. Last year they scored only 2 goals, we have surpassed that by scoring 11 so far. I am really proud of my girls. Here is a link to the Idaho Press Tribune that the sports reporter wrote: &lt;a href="http://www.idahopress.com/?2009-09-02-Girls-Soccer-Five-Storylines-to-watch-this-season"&gt;http://www.idahopress.com/?2009-09-02-Girls-Soccer-Five-Storylines-to-watch-this-season&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom came and visited me for 6 days. We had a BLAST! We went and saw Harry Potter 6 in 3D at the IMAX. We also saw Julie and Julia. We shopped, drank coffee and caught up, and put together my new desk. Thanks so much for coming Mom! I miss you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School (for my MAT) has started up again. So on top of teaching full time, coaching full time, I am now a full time grad student. Thus, I am about to spend my Labor Day off, laboring away on work samples, homework, and lesson planning. Oh well... God has TRULY blessed me in placing me at Nampa High.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SqUlPmxk7VI/AAAAAAAAAds/cFo4k70QXT4/s1600-h/P8142705.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378746280000679250" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SqUlPmxk7VI/AAAAAAAAAds/cFo4k70QXT4/s400/P8142705.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pop Corn with LOTS of butter, cherry coke, and very fashionable 3d glasses!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SqUlPHrBNeI/AAAAAAAAAdk/-vmJKz7ZgWg/s1600-h/P7302629.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378746271651673570" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SqUlPHrBNeI/AAAAAAAAAdk/-vmJKz7ZgWg/s400/P7302629.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;First fish of the season, a teeny, tiny bass&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ps-- for all you animal lovers, he was released back into the Snake River after we kissed!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SqUlOpB-tVI/AAAAAAAAAdc/p7X4JbuiHEI/s1600-h/P8172715.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378746263426479442" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SqUlOpB-tVI/AAAAAAAAAdc/p7X4JbuiHEI/s400/P8172715.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Goofing around with mom &lt;3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Loved having you here mom!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SqUlNxJ87mI/AAAAAAAAAdU/NDQv3LGkMSk/s1600-h/P8292725.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378746248427531874" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SqUlNxJ87mI/AAAAAAAAAdU/NDQv3LGkMSk/s400/P8292725.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Joe and I celebrated our one year anniversary of dating. We went to Barbacoa (an AMAZING restaurant) and watched a lightening storm at Lucky Peak Lake. He gave me chocolates from Sees Candy, and really pretty silver hoop earrings.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/447774387307700435-5240165197966713487?l=jamiealyssa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiealyssa.blogspot.com/feeds/5240165197966713487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=447774387307700435&amp;postID=5240165197966713487' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/447774387307700435/posts/default/5240165197966713487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/447774387307700435/posts/default/5240165197966713487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiealyssa.blogspot.com/2009/09/labor-day-spent-laboring-away.html' title='Labor Day spent laboring away!'/><author><name>Jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08161246336882899658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/TPGLw1eovmI/AAAAAAAAAhc/uPTGaFHL6Pw/S220/187.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SqUlPmxk7VI/AAAAAAAAAds/cFo4k70QXT4/s72-c/P8142705.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-447774387307700435.post-5518232260526692521</id><published>2009-08-13T16:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T16:52:01.604-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Soccer and Teaching</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Whoever knew that being a head coach and a first year teacher would be so hard?! This has been a crazy hectic week and will only get crazier the next couple. We have been doing two-a-days since Monday in the 95+ degree heat. Those girls are working hard! I love it! I love everything about coaching my own program, seeing girls succeed, and seeing them KNOW they have potential.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Last year they were 0-13 with no motivation, intensity, or coaching. This year, with me taking over, has drastically changed!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mom flies in tomorrow to spend some time with me. I have a new teacher's lunch, and start my first day at Nampa High School August 20. I am really excited to what this year has to offer me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;God is GOOD! He has opened up doors for me and there are times I feel so undeserving. We have a good, loving, futuristic God! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Go Bulldogs!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 104px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 67px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369599772982993794" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SoSmi06rY4I/AAAAAAAAAdM/5ubNnThQF48/s400/images.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/447774387307700435-5518232260526692521?l=jamiealyssa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiealyssa.blogspot.com/feeds/5518232260526692521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=447774387307700435&amp;postID=5518232260526692521' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/447774387307700435/posts/default/5518232260526692521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/447774387307700435/posts/default/5518232260526692521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiealyssa.blogspot.com/2009/08/soccer-and-teaching.html' title='Soccer and Teaching'/><author><name>Jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08161246336882899658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/TPGLw1eovmI/AAAAAAAAAhc/uPTGaFHL6Pw/S220/187.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SoSmi06rY4I/AAAAAAAAAdM/5ubNnThQF48/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-447774387307700435.post-2761466015720422243</id><published>2009-08-01T17:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T17:54:41.437-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tomatoes!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Instead of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Gerber&lt;/span&gt; Daisies this year for Mother's Day, I bought my mom and I a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;tomato&lt;/span&gt; plant. It has been fun &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;calling&lt;/span&gt; each other and updating on the process. I am happy to say that recently I was able to harvest 4 tomatoes from my plant and eat them on a salad. I average about 5 &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;tomatoes&lt;/span&gt; per day now. And I swear that things just taste better home grown!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Our &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Tomato&lt;/span&gt; Plants just after planting&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SnTiBm6w2RI/AAAAAAAAAc0/l67AmzLHa08/s1600-h/P5242330.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365161573359868178" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SnTiBm6w2RI/AAAAAAAAAc0/l67AmzLHa08/s400/P5242330.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;tomato&lt;/span&gt; plant now... kinda ghetto and sad looking&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SnTiBGGaf-I/AAAAAAAAAcs/H7VIQagM4kM/s1600-h/P7272621.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365161564550365154" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SnTiBGGaf-I/AAAAAAAAAcs/H7VIQagM4kM/s400/P7272621.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My first pickings!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SnTiA7plH6I/AAAAAAAAAck/7W1bUTox_So/s1600-h/P7272616.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365161561745072034" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SnTiA7plH6I/AAAAAAAAAck/7W1bUTox_So/s400/P7272616.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yummy salad!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SnTiAWFex2I/AAAAAAAAAcc/tfFZ5jcqXBc/s1600-h/P7272620.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365161551661549410" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SnTiAWFex2I/AAAAAAAAAcc/tfFZ5jcqXBc/s400/P7272620.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/447774387307700435-2761466015720422243?l=jamiealyssa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiealyssa.blogspot.com/feeds/2761466015720422243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=447774387307700435&amp;postID=2761466015720422243' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/447774387307700435/posts/default/2761466015720422243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/447774387307700435/posts/default/2761466015720422243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiealyssa.blogspot.com/2009/08/tomatoes.html' title='Tomatoes!'/><author><name>Jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08161246336882899658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/TPGLw1eovmI/AAAAAAAAAhc/uPTGaFHL6Pw/S220/187.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SnTiBm6w2RI/AAAAAAAAAc0/l67AmzLHa08/s72-c/P5242330.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-447774387307700435.post-4642319172523922511</id><published>2009-07-30T10:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T10:59:38.219-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A great weekend!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Last Wednesday, Joe and I took off for Western Washington to go and spend some time with my family and for my cousin Katherine's wedding. We stopped at McNairy Dam on the way across the Columbia River. Joe's grandpa was an engineer when the damn was built during the days of President Eisenhower. We went to the fish viewing room and saw fish trying to swim upstream to get over the dam. The dam is an incredible source of energy and attempts to save the salmon migration system. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Joe and I stayed at Tiff and Kory's. Mom had a house full of cousins, aunts/uncles, and grandparents. I was happy we stayed there because I got to babysit and spend some great quality time with Avery and Jackson.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday morning, as stated in my previous post, was the dreaded Praxis Exam. It was LONG and STRENUOUS! My brain felt physically fried when it was over. I took the PE first and Health second. I feel better about the PE test, as I was awake and had just eaten. But with Health, there were some harder questions than I expected and lets just say, I am praying for a passing score on each.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I rushed back to Tiff's after the test and for ready for the wedding. It was a beautiful ceremony and reception. I ab&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;solutely loved seeing and spending time with my "out of town" family.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sunday was spent at mom and dad's for a BBQ. Avery was the "bell of the ball" playing in her pool and tackling everyone when she was wet!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now I am back in Idaho, feeling somewhat depressed about leaving my family. I hate leaving them. But this is where God wants me to be right now so I am just putting my faith in Him, and pursuing His plan for me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SnHX5mgOzvI/AAAAAAAAAcU/vJ9D-a-eaH4/s1600-h/P7222534.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364306015763222258" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SnHX5mgOzvI/AAAAAAAAAcU/vJ9D-a-eaH4/s400/P7222534.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Joe and I on top of McNairy Damn &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SnHX5fyTuGI/AAAAAAAAAcM/J10xuEc_Dt0/s1600-h/P7232533.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364306013959993442" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SnHX5fyTuGI/AAAAAAAAAcM/J10xuEc_Dt0/s400/P7232533.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is what Avery and I look like in the mornings "rag-a-muffins"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SnHX41VhrsI/AAAAAAAAAcE/iVMp39XJoZw/s1600-h/P7232541.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364306002564984514" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SnHX41VhrsI/AAAAAAAAAcE/iVMp39XJoZw/s400/P7232541.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Taking a walk to the park&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SnHX4TM6uII/AAAAAAAAAb8/9YC_HJGeZT8/s1600-h/P7232614.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364305993402071170" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SnHX4TM6uII/AAAAAAAAAb8/9YC_HJGeZT8/s400/P7232614.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Drooly Guss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SnHX329gkSI/AAAAAAAAAb0/7kt2g4rtZPs/s1600-h/P7242560.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364305985821249826" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SnHX329gkSI/AAAAAAAAAb0/7kt2g4rtZPs/s400/P7242560.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Avery still enjoys her jump-a-roo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SnHV-CE_56I/AAAAAAAAAbs/ZAtX7Yro968/s1600-h/P7252566.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364303892861413282" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SnHV-CE_56I/AAAAAAAAAbs/ZAtX7Yro968/s400/P7252566.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love my sisters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SnHV9ZfFtxI/AAAAAAAAAbk/UyFfabSm3dg/s1600-h/P7252576.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364303881964992274" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SnHV9ZfFtxI/AAAAAAAAAbk/UyFfabSm3dg/s400/P7252576.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My Joe and I overlooking Seattle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SnHV9PvpS2I/AAAAAAAAAbc/9CvEgGH90x4/s1600-h/P7252586.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364303879350078306" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SnHV9PvpS2I/AAAAAAAAAbc/9CvEgGH90x4/s400/P7252586.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kellett/Newgard girls with Papa Jim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SnHV8qv6-NI/AAAAAAAAAbU/pWs2C2q9l3A/s1600-h/P7252596.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364303869419124946" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SnHV8qv6-NI/AAAAAAAAAbU/pWs2C2q9l3A/s400/P7252596.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Candle Light&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SnHV8WcoVTI/AAAAAAAAAbM/RfuOybuuO0Y/s1600-h/P7272611.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364303863969502514" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SnHV8WcoVTI/AAAAAAAAAbM/RfuOybuuO0Y/s400/P7272611.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cutest little girl reading at her table&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/447774387307700435-4642319172523922511?l=jamiealyssa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiealyssa.blogspot.com/feeds/4642319172523922511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=447774387307700435&amp;postID=4642319172523922511' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/447774387307700435/posts/default/4642319172523922511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/447774387307700435/posts/default/4642319172523922511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiealyssa.blogspot.com/2009/07/great-weekend.html' title='A great weekend!'/><author><name>Jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08161246336882899658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/TPGLw1eovmI/AAAAAAAAAhc/uPTGaFHL6Pw/S220/187.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SnHX5mgOzvI/AAAAAAAAAcU/vJ9D-a-eaH4/s72-c/P7222534.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-447774387307700435.post-6912736861155293651</id><published>2009-07-24T10:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T11:03:27.233-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Prayers NEEDED!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Tomorrow I am taking my &lt;u&gt;Praxis&lt;/u&gt; exam (its a content knowledge test in PE and Health). Each test is two hours long, and I pretty much have to pass them &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;regardless&lt;/span&gt; to be a teacher. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;So... please pray for me!  &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;God has been &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;SO&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; good on getting me this far... I just need one more extra boost of wisdom and knowledge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I have been studying, but still am really nervous. Joe has been great in helping me out with studying, wish he could be there to hold my hand tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I'll let you know how it goes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/447774387307700435-6912736861155293651?l=jamiealyssa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiealyssa.blogspot.com/feeds/6912736861155293651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=447774387307700435&amp;postID=6912736861155293651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/447774387307700435/posts/default/6912736861155293651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/447774387307700435/posts/default/6912736861155293651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiealyssa.blogspot.com/2009/07/prayers-needed.html' title='Prayers NEEDED!'/><author><name>Jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08161246336882899658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/TPGLw1eovmI/AAAAAAAAAhc/uPTGaFHL6Pw/S220/187.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-447774387307700435.post-2778370455294841894</id><published>2009-07-15T13:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T09:59:34.770-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 30th Birthday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Last Saturday, July 11, we celebrated Joe's 30&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Birthday! I had class so I sent him golfing with his dad, brother, brother-in-law, and some friends. After class, Chelsea and I went to his best friend &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Dillbeck's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; house, and decorated the place up! I gave Joe a bag of thirty gifts that he got to open during the day. We also went as far as making a 30 cake (so hard). Nonetheless, Joe had a great birthday weekend wearing his thirty and thrilling sash (or as he kept calling it: his "satchel"), a button that said "30 and over the hill". We will use this button again when he turns 40! And he carried around his cup that said "Cheers to thirty years". We had quite a few people come over and BBQ, play volleyball, and hangout throughout the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/Sl5EQ6bA15I/AAAAAAAAAa8/eaEM0MLticQ/s1600-h/P7112489.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358795663968622482" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/Sl5EQ6bA15I/AAAAAAAAAa8/eaEM0MLticQ/s400/P7112489.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me and the birthday boy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/Sl5EQbhvEII/AAAAAAAAAa0/UxotdALMQtY/s1600-h/P7112480.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358795655675318402" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/Sl5EQbhvEII/AAAAAAAAAa0/UxotdALMQtY/s400/P7112480.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The 30 cake with candles that said "Lost Count"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/Sl5EP9B_7lI/AAAAAAAAAas/JyL_FIquWZo/s1600-h/P7112468.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358795647489142354" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/Sl5EP9B_7lI/AAAAAAAAAas/JyL_FIquWZo/s400/P7112468.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jessie and I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358795628872515138" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/Sl5EO3rcvkI/AAAAAAAAAak/ZqZU-r9reZY/s400/P7112466.JPG" /&gt; Joe and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Dillbeck&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/447774387307700435-2778370455294841894?l=jamiealyssa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiealyssa.blogspot.com/feeds/2778370455294841894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=447774387307700435&amp;postID=2778370455294841894' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/447774387307700435/posts/default/2778370455294841894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/447774387307700435/posts/default/2778370455294841894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiealyssa.blogspot.com/2009/07/happy-thirt.html' title='Happy 30th Birthday!'/><author><name>Jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08161246336882899658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/TPGLw1eovmI/AAAAAAAAAhc/uPTGaFHL6Pw/S220/187.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/Sl5EQ6bA15I/AAAAAAAAAa8/eaEM0MLticQ/s72-c/P7112489.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-447774387307700435.post-9101453055698925869</id><published>2009-07-09T09:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T09:35:07.796-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We miss you Uncle Kris</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;One year ago today, we &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;received&lt;/span&gt; the tragic news that our beloved Uncle Kris had been killed in a hit and run accident. Although we don't understand why this happened, or why justice was not properly served on "her", will know Kris is in a much better place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SlYa0WNk6DI/AAAAAAAAAac/gSnxDXc6l1o/s1600-h/Tiffany+and+Kory+Wedding+13+138.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356498293421828146" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SlYa0WNk6DI/AAAAAAAAAac/gSnxDXc6l1o/s400/Tiffany+and+Kory+Wedding+13+138.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I always loved seeing Uncle Kris during holidays. He was such a smart ass! He would &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;constantly&lt;/span&gt; make us laugh! He was so intelligent also... &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;designing&lt;/span&gt; robots and other &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;technological&lt;/span&gt; objects I can't understand =) I made the mistake, or maybe attempt, to try and have a conversation with him about religion and robots, I am so ignorant lol! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SlYaz8h2euI/AAAAAAAAAaU/dxXBEP92zNs/s1600-h/Tiffany+and+Kory+Wedding+10+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356498286527544034" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SlYaz8h2euI/AAAAAAAAAaU/dxXBEP92zNs/s400/Tiffany+and+Kory+Wedding+10+013.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Uncle Kris, y&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ou&lt;/span&gt; and Alyssa are our angles in Heaven and we miss and love you! Keep smiling that crooked smile from above that we all love. &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/447774387307700435-9101453055698925869?l=jamiealyssa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiealyssa.blogspot.com/feeds/9101453055698925869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=447774387307700435&amp;postID=9101453055698925869' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/447774387307700435/posts/default/9101453055698925869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/447774387307700435/posts/default/9101453055698925869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiealyssa.blogspot.com/2009/07/we-miss-you-uncle-kris.html' title='We miss you Uncle Kris'/><author><name>Jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08161246336882899658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/TPGLw1eovmI/AAAAAAAAAhc/uPTGaFHL6Pw/S220/187.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SlYa0WNk6DI/AAAAAAAAAac/gSnxDXc6l1o/s72-c/Tiffany+and+Kory+Wedding+13+138.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-447774387307700435.post-6503362970291810247</id><published>2009-07-04T08:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T09:01:45.017-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bliss...</title><content type='html'>Student teaching is over. I have my practicum done (besides a couple last hours on Tuesday and Monday). Classes are only once a week now (besides some upcoming Saturdays). Summer is finally here for me!! A much deserved break in my opinion =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Student teaching ended up going by fast! Although there were some late nights with early mornings, I loved every minute of teaching. My students ended up being great! Like always in teaching, there were some frustrating moments, but they all learned and succeeded which makes my experience successful. My favorite project I did with them was making a skin follicle out of candy! This was a day I was getting observed and the lesson ended up fantastic. Not one student walked out not being able to label the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hypodermis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, dermis, and epidermis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Thursday, the SECOND I was done with student teaching, I jumped in the car and drove home. Joe wasn't able to come with me =( The drive seemed short with the 4&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Twilight book on CD and stay awake seeds!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far being home is simply bliss. Seeing my family, my sisters, Avery and Jackson, my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;grandparents&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, and Lilly, make me constantly smile. Being around a family is such a powerful feeling of love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;heading&lt;/span&gt; up to Jim and Sharon's today for some pool time to celebrate the 4&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; of July!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ps&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-- maybe with all this new found time on my hands, I'll blog more, that is if I have anymore followers &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/447774387307700435-6503362970291810247?l=jamiealyssa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiealyssa.blogspot.com/feeds/6503362970291810247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=447774387307700435&amp;postID=6503362970291810247' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/447774387307700435/posts/default/6503362970291810247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/447774387307700435/posts/default/6503362970291810247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiealyssa.blogspot.com/2009/07/bliss.html' title='Bliss...'/><author><name>Jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08161246336882899658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/TPGLw1eovmI/AAAAAAAAAhc/uPTGaFHL6Pw/S220/187.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-447774387307700435.post-6494811664506416166</id><published>2009-06-21T11:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T12:07:59.207-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Father's Day Daddy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Happy Father's Day to the World's Best Dad!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/Sj6EY0ufleI/AAAAAAAAAaE/0EsqYiDj0fM/s1600-h/P5242339.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349858969368106466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/Sj6EY0ufleI/AAAAAAAAAaE/0EsqYiDj0fM/s400/P5242339.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dad: thank you for always loving me, supporting me, encouraging me, and being my best friend. You are my hero and I am so blessed &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;to&lt;/span&gt; have such an amazing man to call my father! Thank you for always putting our family first and always taking care of us! Thank you for being funny, stern, and selfless. you a the true example of what God intended a father to be!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ps&lt;/span&gt;-- happy Father's Day to all the other dads out there!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/447774387307700435-6494811664506416166?l=jamiealyssa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiealyssa.blogspot.com/feeds/6494811664506416166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=447774387307700435&amp;postID=6494811664506416166' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/447774387307700435/posts/default/6494811664506416166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/447774387307700435/posts/default/6494811664506416166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiealyssa.blogspot.com/2009/06/happy-fathers-day-daddy.html' title='Happy Father&apos;s Day Daddy!'/><author><name>Jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08161246336882899658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/TPGLw1eovmI/AAAAAAAAAhc/uPTGaFHL6Pw/S220/187.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/Sj6EY0ufleI/AAAAAAAAAaE/0EsqYiDj0fM/s72-c/P5242339.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-447774387307700435.post-8492483134984781002</id><published>2009-06-16T16:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T16:24:43.525-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A full plate!</title><content type='html'>Picture this a normal ceramic dinner plate, big for a dinner right? But for a life... TINY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what I am currently up against: class (had three nights in a row last week), thirty hours of volunteer work due by July 7; student teaching (mind you I am planning for two three hour classes); an online class with packets of work due on June 30; a normal class with reading, reading, and reading;  and a work sample I have to work on everyday. I am SWAMPED! This June is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;absolutely&lt;/span&gt; kicking my butt. But &lt;span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffff00"&gt;to my doubt&lt;/span&gt;, I am making it through mentally, emotionally, and physically! I am staying strong with the quote that &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"God will never give you more than you can handle."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; If He wants me to teach, learn, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;volunteer&lt;/span&gt;, and work my butt off, I will!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week would have been much worse if it weren't for Joe. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Every night&lt;/span&gt; he did something for me. I came home one night to Lilies and post-it notes hidden throughout my room. Another night he made me dinner before class. Another night he cleaned my room and made my bed for me with pajamas laying out for when I got home. Friday afternoon, after the grueling time and effort I put forth for school, he came over with a bottle of wine! What an amazing man I have!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a good note... I get half of July and August off of school! I am hoping to come home for a couple weeks and maybe hit up a backpacking trip with dad! Well off to class... only 4 hours this week! Thank GOD! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/447774387307700435-8492483134984781002?l=jamiealyssa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiealyssa.blogspot.com/feeds/8492483134984781002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=447774387307700435&amp;postID=8492483134984781002' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/447774387307700435/posts/default/8492483134984781002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/447774387307700435/posts/default/8492483134984781002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiealyssa.blogspot.com/2009/06/full-plate.html' title='A full plate!'/><author><name>Jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08161246336882899658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/TPGLw1eovmI/AAAAAAAAAhc/uPTGaFHL6Pw/S220/187.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-447774387307700435.post-2093016523981759937</id><published>2009-05-31T21:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T21:57:48.244-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Memorable Memorial Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Two McDonald’s breakfasts at 7:00 am: 10 dollars&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Gas to Tacoma, WA: $35.00&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Spending a much needed weekend with your family, outside, dinner on the patios, church, and memories: EXTREMELY and UTTERLY priceless! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was a great Memorial Day Weekend! Joe and I came in Friday afternoon and left Monday morning. The boys went golfing and it was fun to watch them tee off at Hole 14. Avery and Jackson are stinking cute! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Unfortunately&lt;/span&gt; Kory, Avery and Jackson had "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;shotty&lt;/span&gt; booty" (if I am saying it right) Saturday night and Tiffany had to stay home on Sunday... too bad!!! =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Enjoy the pictures!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SiNduxwxHfI/AAAAAAAAAZc/7FqE9DOgR9o/s1600-h/P5222282.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342216641204788722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SiNduxwxHfI/AAAAAAAAAZc/7FqE9DOgR9o/s400/P5222282.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This isn't the most flattering picture of us (especially my huge face) but I love my sis' nonetheless&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SiNduhHAkNI/AAAAAAAAAZU/sJT0Tqqs_4g/s1600-h/P5222276.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342216636734673106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SiNduhHAkNI/AAAAAAAAAZU/sJT0Tqqs_4g/s400/P5222276.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Joe and I watching the sunset over the golf course&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SiNduQr760I/AAAAAAAAAZM/1u2c3r6JSRs/s1600-h/P5232294.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342216632326155074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SiNduQr760I/AAAAAAAAAZM/1u2c3r6JSRs/s400/P5232294.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Avery said in much frustration "Now I just need my bikini and lounge chair NOW"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SiNdt02r-GI/AAAAAAAAAZE/XGO6ih6u-zc/s1600-h/P5232299.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342216624855054434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SiNdt02r-GI/AAAAAAAAAZE/XGO6ih6u-zc/s400/P5232299.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;=) Mr. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Pelton&lt;/span&gt; and I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SiNdEUPjHTI/AAAAAAAAAY8/_i4vV2HeNsY/s1600-h/P5232305.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342215911726325042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SiNdEUPjHTI/AAAAAAAAAY8/_i4vV2HeNsY/s400/P5232305.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Avery's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Elvis&lt;/span&gt; face is PRICELESS here or myabe its her "I can't stand when Auntie Jamie comes to town because I get my picture taken constantly"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SiNdD0jADVI/AAAAAAAAAY0/-mh3AJeI2AI/s1600-h/P5232311.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342215903217978706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SiNdD0jADVI/AAAAAAAAAY0/-mh3AJeI2AI/s400/P5232311.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She loves being outside!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SiNdDsvPIOI/AAAAAAAAAYs/WUiRPx1cwF4/s1600-h/P5242335.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342215901121814754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SiNdDsvPIOI/AAAAAAAAAYs/WUiRPx1cwF4/s400/P5242335.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dad, Mom, Joe and I went to the driving range and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;whacked&lt;/span&gt; some balls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SiNdDaHu7NI/AAAAAAAAAYk/ok_vDdmcQu0/s1600-h/P5242351.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342215896124288210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SiNdDaHu7NI/AAAAAAAAAYk/ok_vDdmcQu0/s400/P5242351.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I tried to get a good one of Avis &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Pavis&lt;/span&gt; and her mom... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SiNdC3szoZI/AAAAAAAAAYc/-D8_mF_Ng-4/s1600-h/P5242344.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342215886884544914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SiNdC3szoZI/AAAAAAAAAYc/-D8_mF_Ng-4/s400/P5242344.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Love you mom and dad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SiNcKvlPz_I/AAAAAAAAAYU/jdJt09iAS_A/s1600-h/P5242357.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342214922632679410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SiNcKvlPz_I/AAAAAAAAAYU/jdJt09iAS_A/s400/P5242357.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I absolutely love this smiling &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;lil&lt;/span&gt;' dude&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SiNcKXiifjI/AAAAAAAAAYM/yFbxkkjpqIA/s1600-h/P5242361.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342214916178869810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SiNcKXiifjI/AAAAAAAAAYM/yFbxkkjpqIA/s400/P5242361.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hi Brother I love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SiNcJxQ_FqI/AAAAAAAAAYE/A8wsgGJy4hs/s1600-h/P5242367.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342214905904699042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SiNcJxQ_FqI/AAAAAAAAAYE/A8wsgGJy4hs/s400/P5242367.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Look at the handsome "twins" not YANKEES, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;geeze&lt;/span&gt; Kory&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SiNcJjkZV6I/AAAAAAAAAX8/FC3RIYayiOg/s1600-h/P5242368.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342214902228015010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SiNcJjkZV6I/AAAAAAAAAX8/FC3RIYayiOg/s400/P5242368.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Avery wanted to eat her Corn on the cob, that lasted about 5 minutes until it was thrown in the chair next to her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SiNcJa21KMI/AAAAAAAAAX0/GrGF6NqnDCA/s1600-h/P5242371.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342214899889416386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SiNcJa21KMI/AAAAAAAAAX0/GrGF6NqnDCA/s400/P5242371.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Just loving my niece!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/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/447774387307700435-2093016523981759937?l=jamiealyssa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiealyssa.blogspot.com/feeds/2093016523981759937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=447774387307700435&amp;postID=2093016523981759937' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/447774387307700435/posts/default/2093016523981759937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/447774387307700435/posts/default/2093016523981759937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiealyssa.blogspot.com/2009/05/memorable-memorial-weekend.html' title='Memorable Memorial Weekend'/><author><name>Jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08161246336882899658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/TPGLw1eovmI/AAAAAAAAAhc/uPTGaFHL6Pw/S220/187.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SiNduxwxHfI/AAAAAAAAAZc/7FqE9DOgR9o/s72-c/P5222282.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-447774387307700435.post-604015622500862248</id><published>2009-05-15T17:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T17:56:45.699-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Two years since graduation?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Last weekend was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;NNU&lt;/span&gt; graduation. First off, I am SHOCKED that i have been done with college for two full years now! I can't believe it. We had a fun, yet exhausting weekend. Saturday night we had a graduation fiesta for Paige right along with pinatas, sombreros, chili pepper lights, and delicious Tacos with Mexican beers. Sunday was the long boring process of keeping myself occupied for three hours as I waited for the two second they would call Paige's name! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nonetheless, Paige I am so proud of you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/Sg4OEl_2iMI/AAAAAAAAAXs/16KMmqzD8p8/s1600-h/P5102257.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336218080562809026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/Sg4OEl_2iMI/AAAAAAAAAXs/16KMmqzD8p8/s400/P5102257.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fat Kids&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;I made some letters for Paige. Tiffany did this project with Avery's letters and Krista's initials. Here are the supplies that I got. Red and black printed papers, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;modge&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;podge&lt;/span&gt;, buttons, stickers, velvet flowers, and a P and K wooden letter. I layered different strips of paper on the letters and then glued them on. An &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;exacto&lt;/span&gt; knife was used to cut around the edges (be careful, the brand new ones cut the wood, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;opps&lt;/span&gt;) and then made the flowers and embellished with buttons. It was a super fun project and Paige loved them. I think this is a great gift idea for ANYONE! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/Sg4OEd9KO8I/AAAAAAAAAXk/gnTIGqaBM4g/s1600-h/P5092254.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336218078404033474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/Sg4OEd9KO8I/AAAAAAAAAXk/gnTIGqaBM4g/s400/P5092254.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/Sg4OEP7-gaI/AAAAAAAAAXc/phpGeM0KSTI/s1600-h/P5092253.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336218074640974242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/Sg4OEP7-gaI/AAAAAAAAAXc/phpGeM0KSTI/s400/P5092253.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/447774387307700435-604015622500862248?l=jamiealyssa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiealyssa.blogspot.com/feeds/604015622500862248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=447774387307700435&amp;postID=604015622500862248' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/447774387307700435/posts/default/604015622500862248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/447774387307700435/posts/default/604015622500862248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiealyssa.blogspot.com/2009/05/two-years-since-graduation.html' title='Two years since graduation?!'/><author><name>Jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08161246336882899658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/TPGLw1eovmI/AAAAAAAAAhc/uPTGaFHL6Pw/S220/187.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/Sg4OEl_2iMI/AAAAAAAAAXs/16KMmqzD8p8/s72-c/P5102257.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-447774387307700435.post-4678910388380309309</id><published>2009-05-10T12:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T12:56:15.123-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Mother's Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Radiant&lt;/span&gt;, athletic, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;nurturing&lt;/span&gt;, best friend, hero, listener, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;encouraging&lt;/span&gt;. number one fan, mother, wife, daughter, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;grammie&lt;/span&gt;, hugger, kisser, funny, beautiful, amazing, tiny, and so important.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334285230863745698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SgcwJ7w_AqI/AAAAAAAAAXM/WMlw-c1Gfuk/s400/P5120045.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;These&lt;/span&gt; are just a few of the words that come to my mind when I think of my mom. She is one of the most amazing, supporting, loving people in my life. I thank God everyday for blessing me with a mom who loves me for me, my mistakes, and accomplishments. One day I hope I can be half the woman my mom, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Ludy&lt;/span&gt;, is. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334285450870907186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 141px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 113px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SgcwWvWx4TI/AAAAAAAAAXU/Vl6D1dotML8/s400/images.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Happy Mother's Day mom, I love you! Here are your traditional Gerber Daisies since I can't be there yet!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I LOVE YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/447774387307700435-4678910388380309309?l=jamiealyssa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiealyssa.blogspot.com/feeds/4678910388380309309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=447774387307700435&amp;postID=4678910388380309309' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/447774387307700435/posts/default/4678910388380309309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/447774387307700435/posts/default/4678910388380309309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiealyssa.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-mothers-day.html' title='Happy Mother&apos;s Day!'/><author><name>Jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08161246336882899658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/TPGLw1eovmI/AAAAAAAAAhc/uPTGaFHL6Pw/S220/187.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SgcwJ7w_AqI/AAAAAAAAAXM/WMlw-c1Gfuk/s72-c/P5120045.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-447774387307700435.post-3774714288483472531</id><published>2009-05-09T09:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T10:00:43.784-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy as a bee!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here I am, still alive in Idaho. 8 hour classes, moving, work, coaching, and birthdays have been the extent of my life the last month. Paige turned 23 last week and the 4 of us girls took her to the Cheesecake Factory and shopping. The weather was so warm that we all dressed up in fun summer dresses! The next night, Joe, Allison, Paige, and I went to El Ta &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Nampa&lt;/span&gt; and celebrated some more! Last weekend left me stressed and exhausted. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Aren&lt;/span&gt;’t weekends supposed to be relaxing? Friday night we started moving our stuff over to the town house we are leasing starting this month for a year. For many reasons, it was in our best interest to move out…. Saturday I had class from 8-4, then came and moved some more. We got everything into the house and celebrated with a champagne toast. I spent Sunday organizing my room, setting up my bed (FINALLY) and unpacking. Enjoy the pictures of the new house. These are primarily for my mom who really wants to see them!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It is a townhouse that we share with another twin on the left. Paige's room is with the balcony.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SgW1NiGmSSI/AAAAAAAAAXE/oirRKjXEGwU/s1600-h/P5072251.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333868577787627810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SgW1NiGmSSI/AAAAAAAAAXE/oirRKjXEGwU/s400/P5072251.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here we are with my window at my back. The walls are a light olive color. To the left of my closet is a sink. Then the toilet and shower room joint Paige's room and mine together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SgW0ehIXj-I/AAAAAAAAAW8/dWmQjJVRVkk/s1600-h/P5072242.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333867770072764386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SgW0ehIXj-I/AAAAAAAAAW8/dWmQjJVRVkk/s400/P5072242.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;From my hallway looking towards my bed and window&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SgW0ea_La3I/AAAAAAAAAW0/hpnTQXFEbJ0/s1600-h/P5072245.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333867768423607154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SgW0ea_La3I/AAAAAAAAAW0/hpnTQXFEbJ0/s400/P5072245.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our kitchen and family room. SO SPACIOUS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SgW0eKMuA7I/AAAAAAAAAWs/Tc5U4rU5W74/s1600-h/P5072248.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333867763916997554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SgW0eKMuA7I/AAAAAAAAAWs/Tc5U4rU5W74/s400/P5072248.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our kitchen. Marble counter tops with TONS of cabinet space. That birth announcement of Jackson was the first to go on the fridge!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SgW0d7GSG-I/AAAAAAAAAWk/74htA1lGSC8/s1600-h/P5072249.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333867759863471074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SgW0d7GSG-I/AAAAAAAAAWk/74htA1lGSC8/s400/P5072249.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking with the sliding door at my back. The door in the middle of with the half-circled window is the front door. To the left of the front door is the staircase to me and Paige's rooms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SgW0dpF3sAI/AAAAAAAAAWc/9wEsg8t3p1E/s1600-h/P5072250.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333867755029901314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SgW0dpF3sAI/AAAAAAAAAWc/9wEsg8t3p1E/s400/P5072250.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/447774387307700435-3774714288483472531?l=jamiealyssa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiealyssa.blogspot.com/feeds/3774714288483472531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=447774387307700435&amp;postID=3774714288483472531' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/447774387307700435/posts/default/3774714288483472531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/447774387307700435/posts/default/3774714288483472531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiealyssa.blogspot.com/2009/05/busy-as-bee.html' title='Busy as a bee!'/><author><name>Jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08161246336882899658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/TPGLw1eovmI/AAAAAAAAAhc/uPTGaFHL6Pw/S220/187.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SgW1NiGmSSI/AAAAAAAAAXE/oirRKjXEGwU/s72-c/P5072251.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-447774387307700435.post-3315035139537543970</id><published>2009-04-12T20:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T20:59:17.500-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Easter!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Happy Easter! Today was an amazing day for I was so lucky to spend this day with the man that I have fallen head over heels in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; with. I am so lucky to be blessed with such a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;spirited&lt;/span&gt;, handsome, caring man. Despite not being with my family, there is no other person I'd rather spend this amazing holiday with than Joe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We went to church this morning at Ten Mile Community Church (this is where Joe's family attends). It was a great message about finding peace in Jesus and understanding what it meant when He died on the cross and rose from the dead. Pastor John made a statement today that brought peace to Joe and I. He &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;said&lt;/span&gt; that the only person that will only bring us peace is Jesus Christ. Yes, government and politics try to bring peace to our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;world&lt;/span&gt;, but Jesus is the only one that posses the ability to bring us calm and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;tranquility&lt;/span&gt; even in the roughest times.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Joe and I went &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;to&lt;/span&gt; his parents house &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;where&lt;/span&gt; we ate an amazing meal of turkey, ham, rolls, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;vegtables&lt;/span&gt;... of yeah and Chocolate Cake that my amazing boyfriend made me. I MADE IT THROUGH LENT!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The love my life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SeK0ofp6fZI/AAAAAAAAAWU/MTAIpPnpIzo/s1600-h/P4122222.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324016317290413458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SeK0ofp6fZI/AAAAAAAAAWU/MTAIpPnpIzo/s400/P4122222.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Two hot &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Pelton&lt;/span&gt; brothers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SeK0MiUEQcI/AAAAAAAAAWM/YpbzK5D5NkI/s1600-h/P4122221.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324015836967748034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SeK0MiUEQcI/AAAAAAAAAWM/YpbzK5D5NkI/s400/P4122221.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Shawn and Chelsea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SeK0MAvCaaI/AAAAAAAAAWE/CMGFd4wRyjs/s1600-h/P4122219.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324015827954067874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SeK0MAvCaaI/AAAAAAAAAWE/CMGFd4wRyjs/s400/P4122219.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Us &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SeK0Lh-xRII/AAAAAAAAAV8/D5vLo-_a60U/s1600-h/P4122216.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324015819698553986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SeK0Lh-xRII/AAAAAAAAAV8/D5vLo-_a60U/s400/P4122216.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Happy Easter! Let us never forget the sacrifice that Jesus Christ made for us. He is the true son of man for rising from the dead. Thank you Jesus for dying for my sins so that I can live and shine your light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/447774387307700435-3315035139537543970?l=jamiealyssa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiealyssa.blogspot.com/feeds/3315035139537543970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=447774387307700435&amp;postID=3315035139537543970' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/447774387307700435/posts/default/3315035139537543970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/447774387307700435/posts/default/3315035139537543970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiealyssa.blogspot.com/2009/04/happy-easter.html' title='Happy Easter!'/><author><name>Jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08161246336882899658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/TPGLw1eovmI/AAAAAAAAAhc/uPTGaFHL6Pw/S220/187.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SeK0ofp6fZI/AAAAAAAAAWU/MTAIpPnpIzo/s72-c/P4122222.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-447774387307700435.post-6110744777757036393</id><published>2009-04-11T11:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T12:02:26.614-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Flowers and Easter eggs...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was an Easter event week! On Wednesday night, I went to dinner with the roommates and then went to an Easter play called No Greater Love. It was a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;reenactment&lt;/span&gt; of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;death&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Resurrection&lt;/span&gt; of Jesus. Although, the one I saw at Life Center a couple years ago was better, it was still nice to see a reminder of what Jesus did for us... simple as that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thursday night we had some girls over and dyed &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Easter&lt;/span&gt; eggs. I was shocked with the variety of kits they have now. It used to be plain old &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Paas&lt;/span&gt;... not there is sandblast, glitter, tie-dye, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;camouflage&lt;/span&gt;, 3-D... you name it, we had it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Paige and I got to decorating ourselves &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SeDlIIBcm6I/AAAAAAAAAVk/r2fLJIw1fnc/s1600-h/P4092206.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323506687307193250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SeDlIIBcm6I/AAAAAAAAAVk/r2fLJIw1fnc/s400/P4092206.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Amanda, Paige, Karlyn, and I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SeDlHthsTjI/AAAAAAAAAVc/HLw0v0o5b_s/s1600-h/P4092205.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323506680194682418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SeDlHthsTjI/AAAAAAAAAVc/HLw0v0o5b_s/s400/P4092205.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SeDkFc4qlCI/AAAAAAAAAVU/w-26ixatXOs/s1600-h/P4092204.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323505541856269346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SeDkFc4qlCI/AAAAAAAAAVU/w-26ixatXOs/s400/P4092204.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Write your own caption for this one...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SeDkFNjNJ7I/AAAAAAAAAVM/jduMVhMKh5E/s1600-h/P4092203.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323505537739728818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SeDkFNjNJ7I/AAAAAAAAAVM/jduMVhMKh5E/s400/P4092203.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Allison, Paige and I with our variety of kits &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SeDkE220PlI/AAAAAAAAAVE/e2uX8Dy-ZF0/s1600-h/P4092202.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323505531647966802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SeDkE220PlI/AAAAAAAAAVE/e2uX8Dy-ZF0/s400/P4092202.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Not much to say about this one =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love this time of the year. The grass is turning green, trees are budding, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;daffodils&lt;/span&gt; and tulips are popping up everywhere. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; driving around town and seeing random clusters of this happy yellow flowers. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;They&lt;/span&gt; make me smile because they bring the promise of happiness, new life, and warm weather. Joe got me the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;daffodils&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Easter&lt;/span&gt; Lilly. I woke up this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;morning&lt;/span&gt; smiling at them... I love spring!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SeDkEoXKGtI/AAAAAAAAAU8/tKKPk2IMnC0/s1600-h/P4092197.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323505527757085394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SeDkEoXKGtI/AAAAAAAAAU8/tKKPk2IMnC0/s400/P4092197.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Simple, beautiful, full of life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SeDkEbWSeyI/AAAAAAAAAU0/-YWhoc6MzRk/s1600-h/P4092198.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323505524263779106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SeDkEbWSeyI/AAAAAAAAAU0/-YWhoc6MzRk/s400/P4092198.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My favorite &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/447774387307700435-6110744777757036393?l=jamiealyssa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiealyssa.blogspot.com/feeds/6110744777757036393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=447774387307700435&amp;postID=6110744777757036393' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/447774387307700435/posts/default/6110744777757036393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/447774387307700435/posts/default/6110744777757036393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiealyssa.blogspot.com/2009/04/flowers-and-easter-eggs.html' title='Flowers and Easter eggs...'/><author><name>Jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08161246336882899658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/TPGLw1eovmI/AAAAAAAAAhc/uPTGaFHL6Pw/S220/187.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SeDlIIBcm6I/AAAAAAAAAVk/r2fLJIw1fnc/s72-c/P4092206.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-447774387307700435.post-4524350617661817088</id><published>2009-04-05T10:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T11:05:14.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One more picture (because I am the crazy aunt who can't take enough!)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/Sdjx5rhaUkI/AAAAAAAAAUs/MZSc4Q7xuoE/s1600-h/P3272193.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321268932975940162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/Sdjx5rhaUkI/AAAAAAAAAUs/MZSc4Q7xuoE/s400/P3272193.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;So I tried to upload this picture with the others, but for some reason it didn't come up. So here is Jackson and Avery together. Not sure how we managed it to get it with brushing teeth, perpetual motion, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;poopy&lt;/span&gt; diapers, but here are the two cutest and sweetest kids ever!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/447774387307700435-4524350617661817088?l=jamiealyssa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiealyssa.blogspot.com/feeds/4524350617661817088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=447774387307700435&amp;postID=4524350617661817088' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/447774387307700435/posts/default/4524350617661817088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/447774387307700435/posts/default/4524350617661817088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiealyssa.blogspot.com/2009/04/one-more-picture-because-i-am-crazy.html' title='One more picture (because I am the crazy aunt who can&apos;t take enough!)'/><author><name>Jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08161246336882899658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/TPGLw1eovmI/AAAAAAAAAhc/uPTGaFHL6Pw/S220/187.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/Sdjx5rhaUkI/AAAAAAAAAUs/MZSc4Q7xuoE/s72-c/P3272193.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-447774387307700435.post-2663195776144653611</id><published>2009-04-02T13:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T10:48:12.125-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Auntie Jamie Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;My butt itches&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SdjtmANC5nI/AAAAAAAAAUk/C3zySnpt5To/s1600-h/P3272180.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321264196883768946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SdjtmANC5nI/AAAAAAAAAUk/C3zySnpt5To/s400/P3272180.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Tsst&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Tsst&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Tsst&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SdjtltEkEkI/AAAAAAAAAUU/PtHnfCiLx2A/s1600-h/P3272182.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321264191747920450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SdjtltEkEkI/AAAAAAAAAUU/PtHnfCiLx2A/s400/P3272182.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;Me and Jackson&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SdU5MhK2PZI/AAAAAAAAAUM/56ybCCTdsnE/s1600-h/P3272179.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320221422033190290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SdU5MhK2PZI/AAAAAAAAAUM/56ybCCTdsnE/s400/P3272179.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Fierce Avery... potential America's Next Top Model?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SdU5MR7JgEI/AAAAAAAAAUE/Akkidupxl6Q/s1600-h/P3272178.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320221417940811842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SdU5MR7JgEI/AAAAAAAAAUE/Akkidupxl6Q/s400/P3272178.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Had to get a picture of the bed head&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SdU5L8VFGwI/AAAAAAAAAT8/j5mAmkeFFqo/s1600-h/P3272166.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320221412143995650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SdU5L8VFGwI/AAAAAAAAAT8/j5mAmkeFFqo/s400/P3272166.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Avery and I had fun in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Michael's&lt;/span&gt; getting into everything!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SdU5LqVijeI/AAAAAAAAAT0/JKGtZ8C80qU/s1600-h/P3252158.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320221407314087394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SdU5LqVijeI/AAAAAAAAAT0/JKGtZ8C80qU/s400/P3252158.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lunch at the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Harvester&lt;/span&gt; with Tiff and the kids, we had our hands full!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SdU5Lbv99rI/AAAAAAAAATs/PWsaav7M9Bo/s1600-h/P3252157.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320221403398403762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SdU5Lbv99rI/AAAAAAAAATs/PWsaav7M9Bo/s400/P3252157.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Avery was pointing at me and laughing about how funny I look&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SdU37HePDfI/AAAAAAAAATk/Ub_KCvuZ1AI/s1600-h/P3252148.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320220023565782514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SdU37HePDfI/AAAAAAAAATk/Ub_KCvuZ1AI/s400/P3252148.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sweetie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SdU37Hh4ZEI/AAAAAAAAATc/9fLGpQw4EGQ/s1600-h/P3252147.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320220023581074498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SdU37Hh4ZEI/AAAAAAAAATc/9fLGpQw4EGQ/s400/P3252147.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Little Man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SdU36y_DV3I/AAAAAAAAATU/6cNPPQ3jDxs/s1600-h/P3252137.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320220018066282354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SdU36y_DV3I/AAAAAAAAATU/6cNPPQ3jDxs/s400/P3252137.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Being a true little girl and putting on make-up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SdU36ozUOgI/AAAAAAAAATM/hscXml7kUZg/s1600-h/P3252133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320220015332702722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SdU36ozUOgI/AAAAAAAAATM/hscXml7kUZg/s400/P3252133.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our little baseball player&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SdU36Wi-mYI/AAAAAAAAATE/fMYmRDVw9pk/s1600-h/P3242131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320220010432338306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SdU36Wi-mYI/AAAAAAAAATE/fMYmRDVw9pk/s400/P3242131.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow this has been a busy week at work! And for being the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;first&lt;/span&gt; week back from Spring Break... I am exhausted. But I'd rather be busy at work than not, makes the time go faster.&lt;br /&gt;Being at home last week was so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;relaxing&lt;/span&gt;, I even enjoyed the crummy weather (its nice to be in the rain sometimes). I spent &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;a lot&lt;/span&gt; of time at Tiff and Kory's babysitting with mom. Those kids just plainly stated... ROCK! I was going to drive to Spokane to surprise Joe on Friday, but decided I need some more quality time with my older sister! I went over to Tiff's and we spent some amazing time catching up, venting, shopping, playing/chasing the kids (well Avery). I think my favorite part of the break (alone from seeing/&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;spending&lt;/span&gt; time with the family) was when I got to Tiffany's Friday morning... Avery, in her sleeper with wild bed head, came running up to me, arms wide open, and a smile. And when I picked her up, she didn't hesitate to kiss me... my heart is officially stolen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Allison&lt;/span&gt;, Paige, and I just signed the papers on on our new &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;house&lt;/span&gt; (well the lease). I am &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;SOOOOOO&lt;/span&gt; excited to move! We are moving in the first weekend of May into a nice three bedroom town house (Jack and Jill style if you are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;familiar&lt;/span&gt; with that).&lt;br /&gt;This weekend, I am playing some soccer, doing my taxes, working on a paper, and relaxing! By the way, I am still going strong with Lent and haven't had any sweets, ice creams, or chocolate! 10 more days... not that I am counting down or anything ;)&lt;br /&gt;Prayer requests:&lt;br /&gt;1. Denise (the teacher I am an assistant for) and her family... her father-in-law &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;had&lt;/span&gt; a massive stroke last week.&lt;br /&gt;2. Papa Jim had a minor heart attack and had a shunt put in. WE LOVE YOU PAPA!&lt;br /&gt;3. Jay (Joe's brother) had a minor surgery done on his hip, pray for healing.&lt;br /&gt;4. Krista is spending her spring break with having her tonsils just removed.&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya... enjoy the kick ass pictures! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/447774387307700435-2663195776144653611?l=jamiealyssa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiealyssa.blogspot.com/feeds/2663195776144653611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=447774387307700435&amp;postID=2663195776144653611' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/447774387307700435/posts/default/2663195776144653611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/447774387307700435/posts/default/2663195776144653611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiealyssa.blogspot.com/2009/04/auntie-jamie-update.html' title='Auntie Jamie Update'/><author><name>Jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08161246336882899658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/TPGLw1eovmI/AAAAAAAAAhc/uPTGaFHL6Pw/S220/187.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SdjtmANC5nI/AAAAAAAAAUk/C3zySnpt5To/s72-c/P3272180.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-447774387307700435.post-7216203020842480792</id><published>2009-03-21T16:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T16:38:09.913-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A much needed V-A-C-A-T-I-O-N</title><content type='html'>V-A-C-A-T-I-O-N (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;bom&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;bom&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;bom&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;bom&lt;/span&gt;) in the SPRING TIME (Beach Boys)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its official, I am on spring break! A much deserved and needed break, if you ask me. I had an eight hour class today for school on Multiple Intelligences. 8 hours is long, but it went &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;surprising&lt;/span&gt; fast! I really enjoyed learning about the 8 intelligences and how to teach students who have different and many intelligences. I am a bodily-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;kinesethetic&lt;/span&gt; learner, but also learn visually and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;intra-personally&lt;/span&gt; (alone). Tonight I am going to a new Brazilian restaurant with some friends and then heading home tomorrow (prayers would be great for the 8 hour drive).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a HUGE answer to prayer this past week. After much thought and deliberation, I applied to be the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Nampa&lt;/span&gt; High School head varsity soccer coach.... and I got the job! I am going to get the opportunity to take a broken program, and make it into something &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;successful&lt;/span&gt;. Soccer has always been my passion and now I get the opportunity to have have my own program to help coach and build the skills of young females athletically, individually, and for the real world. I hope I do a good job... I know I will. These girls need a female role model and it if my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;desire&lt;/span&gt; to be that for them through life and soccer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I am not one to be into politics and the bulls**t I think it entails, nor have I ever &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;publicly&lt;/span&gt; voiced my opinion of an elected president, but because of my right to Freedom of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Speech&lt;/span&gt;, I need to vent for a second:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did not vote for President Obama in this election, I voted for John McCain. However, my vote for McCain wasn't in God's plan(obviously). But I did vow that no matter whoever is in office, I will support and pray for. I think we live in such a SIN-FILLED &amp;amp; BROKEN world. It is my prayer that whoever the president may be, will help fix some of the injustice, the failing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;economy&lt;/span&gt;, and help make this not only a better nation, but WORLD. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard a comment on Jay Leno that President Obama made that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;absolutely&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;appalled&lt;/span&gt; me and pissed me off. He made a comment about his bowling score in relation to the Special Olympics. This was so unjust and so UNEQUAL for the people of America and this world, that live with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;disabilities&lt;/span&gt;. I understand that he apologized and made a public statement. But for the first black man that has ever been &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;elected&lt;/span&gt; should &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;especially&lt;/span&gt; know about &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;inequality&lt;/span&gt;; making fun of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;people&lt;/span&gt; with special needs is unequal. What is our country fighting for if even our black president can't show equality and puts people down? I work with students that have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;special&lt;/span&gt; needs and know that half my my students could kick &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;Obama's&lt;/span&gt; ass in bowling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry about the soap box!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Better get packing so I can get up early and head to Tiff's for  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;NaNa's&lt;/span&gt; birthday party&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/447774387307700435-7216203020842480792?l=jamiealyssa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiealyssa.blogspot.com/feeds/7216203020842480792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=447774387307700435&amp;postID=7216203020842480792' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/447774387307700435/posts/default/7216203020842480792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/447774387307700435/posts/default/7216203020842480792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiealyssa.blogspot.com/2009/03/much-needed-v-c-t-i-o-n.html' title='A much needed V-A-C-A-T-I-O-N'/><author><name>Jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08161246336882899658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/TPGLw1eovmI/AAAAAAAAAhc/uPTGaFHL6Pw/S220/187.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-447774387307700435.post-1177301102076220417</id><published>2009-03-13T20:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T20:27:03.082-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How do you pray?</title><content type='html'>Lately I have been really struggling with certain aspects of my life. I am unsure right now of what God wants me to do with school, where I live, relationships. Everyone just tells me to pray... pray for this, pray for that. I don't get how to pray.How do I do it so that I can see what God wants me to do? I always pray and say "Lord please be with so and so, please be with this person; please show me the way, what do I do Lord? I need you, please." BUT I AM NOT SEEING ANYTHING! I am not seeing any sign of any direction and I NEED ONE! Hoes anyone have any suggestions or ways that help them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I just need some advice and some prayer for myself. I am spending my Friday evening watching Breakfast of Tiffany's (a definite feel-good movie) and drinking a beer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/447774387307700435-1177301102076220417?l=jamiealyssa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiealyssa.blogspot.com/feeds/1177301102076220417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=447774387307700435&amp;postID=1177301102076220417' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/447774387307700435/posts/default/1177301102076220417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/447774387307700435/posts/default/1177301102076220417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiealyssa.blogspot.com/2009/03/how-do-you-pray.html' title='How do you pray?'/><author><name>Jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08161246336882899658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/TPGLw1eovmI/AAAAAAAAAhc/uPTGaFHL6Pw/S220/187.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-447774387307700435.post-1224477339261341952</id><published>2009-03-08T19:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T19:56:13.676-07:00</updated><title type='text'>books, papers, work</title><content type='html'>Those are the three main things in my life right now. I swear I post about once every two weeks. But hey its my blog, its not a homework assignment, so I don't have a deadline! Things are hectic over here. The weather is bi-polar. Its 70 degrees one minute and snowing the next day. Who knows!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joe surprised me last weekend with a ticket home. I have been super home sick lately, and the three days I got to be home were bittersweet. I hate leaving my family. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;surprised&lt;/span&gt; dad, Tiffany, and Krista (mom knew I was coming). It was nice to be able to see Avery and Jackson. I had a childhood development project due and got to do it on Avery (pictures soon to follow).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School is busy! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;That's&lt;/span&gt; all I can say about that. I am taking two classes and have found my social life going down the drain. Its only temporary though. My Development class ends on Tuesday and I'll continue the online &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Learning&lt;/span&gt; Theories online for a couple more weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find myself being moody and annoyed at everything these days. I feel like I am a horrible girlfriend and sometimes can't believe Joe still wants to be with me. I swear I take him for granted and need to stop that. I have this guy that loves me with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;everything&lt;/span&gt; I have, and I snap and am rude. I hate how I act towards him. Maybe its because the people you love the most get the brunt end of stress and fatigue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a huge project due on Tuesday so I need to get back to it. Hope everyone had a great weekend!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/447774387307700435-1224477339261341952?l=jamiealyssa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiealyssa.blogspot.com/feeds/1224477339261341952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=447774387307700435&amp;postID=1224477339261341952' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/447774387307700435/posts/default/1224477339261341952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/447774387307700435/posts/default/1224477339261341952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiealyssa.blogspot.com/2009/03/books-papers-work.html' title='books, papers, work'/><author><name>Jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08161246336882899658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/TPGLw1eovmI/AAAAAAAAAhc/uPTGaFHL6Pw/S220/187.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-447774387307700435.post-5277359736658090848</id><published>2009-02-25T05:44:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T19:57:11.797-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Children Learn What They Live"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If a child lives with &lt;em&gt;CRITICISM&lt;/em&gt;, he learns to &lt;em&gt;CONDEMN&lt;/em&gt;. If a child lives with &lt;em&gt;HOSTILITY&lt;/em&gt;, he learns to &lt;em&gt;FIGHT&lt;/em&gt;. If a child lives with &lt;em&gt;RIDICULE&lt;/em&gt;, he learns to be &lt;em&gt;SHY&lt;/em&gt;. If a child lives with &lt;em&gt;SHAME&lt;/em&gt;, he learns to &lt;em&gt;FEEL GUILTY&lt;/em&gt;. If a child lives with &lt;strong&gt;ENCOURAGEMENT&lt;/strong&gt;, he learns to be &lt;strong&gt;CONFIDENT&lt;/strong&gt;. If a child lives with &lt;strong&gt;PRAISE&lt;/strong&gt;, he learns to &lt;strong&gt;APPRECIATE&lt;/strong&gt;. If a child lives with &lt;strong&gt;FAIRNESS&lt;/strong&gt;, he learns &lt;strong&gt;JUSTICE&lt;/strong&gt;. If a child lives with &lt;strong&gt;SECURITY&lt;/strong&gt;, he learns to have &lt;strong&gt;FAITH&lt;/strong&gt;. If a child lives with &lt;strong&gt;APPROVAL&lt;/strong&gt;, he learns to &lt;strong&gt;LIKE HIMSELF&lt;/strong&gt;. if a child lives with &lt;strong&gt;ACCEPTANCE&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;FRIENDSHIP&lt;/strong&gt;, he learns to find&lt;strong&gt; LOVE&lt;/strong&gt; in the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--just a handout we got in class last night, and I thought it was so insightful for having kids and working with kids. Take what you want from it, but just know as parents and educators we have a huge impact our our young ones! --&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/447774387307700435-5277359736658090848?l=jamiealyssa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiealyssa.blogspot.com/feeds/5277359736658090848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=447774387307700435&amp;postID=5277359736658090848' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/447774387307700435/posts/default/5277359736658090848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/447774387307700435/posts/default/5277359736658090848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiealyssa.blogspot.com/2009/02/children-learn-what-they-live.html' title='&quot;Children Learn What They Live&quot;'/><author><name>Jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08161246336882899658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/TPGLw1eovmI/AAAAAAAAAhc/uPTGaFHL6Pw/S220/187.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-447774387307700435.post-790428571922993332</id><published>2009-02-22T11:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T12:04:35.560-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY DADDY!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yesterday was my dad's birthday. My dad is my hero. Plain as that. This man is absolutely amazing. He has always put his family first. I can call him at anytime during the day and he will answer (most of the time). If he is a meeting, he'll leave and answer my call. I am so sad that I missed the family dinner for him. My dad is the most wonderful husband, father, friend, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;grampie&lt;/span&gt;. He was always supported me and has been so encouraging throughout my move to Idaho. I love you dad and hope you had a great birthday! I miss you!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SaGt2LZFAGI/AAAAAAAAASs/XZo1tXD2e1A/s1600-h/PA160136.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305712982301671522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SaGt2LZFAGI/AAAAAAAAASs/XZo1tXD2e1A/s400/PA160136.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; In my opinion, dad deserves this award every year for the hours he devotes to his school and students!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SaGt1LryfjI/AAAAAAAAASk/hhMgZUUXHFY/s1600-h/IMG_0541.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305712965200281138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SaGt1LryfjI/AAAAAAAAASk/hhMgZUUXHFY/s400/IMG_0541.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He LOVES doing bills and Sophie used to love getting up there and laying on them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SaGt0nxWfVI/AAAAAAAAASc/SQ1Nn2J0fpw/s1600-h/P2200116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305712955559935314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SaGt0nxWfVI/AAAAAAAAASc/SQ1Nn2J0fpw/s400/P2200116.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We love getting him gifts to see if we can get a tear or not! He loves his hockey jerseys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SaGt0X3xATI/AAAAAAAAASU/KJdnzhA0M7I/s1600-h/IMG_0665.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305712951291871538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SaGt0X3xATI/AAAAAAAAASU/KJdnzhA0M7I/s400/IMG_0665.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dad's Favorite Bi**h! He loves to make out with Lilly! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Babbbeeeeee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SaGtz5lNoSI/AAAAAAAAASM/Lb-yhdhEXTg/s1600-h/P7281298.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305712943160992034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SaGtz5lNoSI/AAAAAAAAASM/Lb-yhdhEXTg/s400/P7281298.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We went on a family backpacking trip in the summer of 2007, and he did &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;SOOOOOO&lt;/span&gt; much to prepare for it, maybe too much. But it was fun to see him relax, puff on his pipe, and catch some fish.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy Birthday Daddy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/447774387307700435-790428571922993332?l=jamiealyssa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiealyssa.blogspot.com/feeds/790428571922993332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=447774387307700435&amp;postID=790428571922993332' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/447774387307700435/posts/default/790428571922993332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/447774387307700435/posts/default/790428571922993332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiealyssa.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-birthday-daddy.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY DADDY!!!'/><author><name>Jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08161246336882899658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/TPGLw1eovmI/AAAAAAAAAhc/uPTGaFHL6Pw/S220/187.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SaGt2LZFAGI/AAAAAAAAASs/XZo1tXD2e1A/s72-c/PA160136.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-447774387307700435.post-1419153902661660494</id><published>2009-02-19T19:25:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T19:39:34.373-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The most wonderful dream...</title><content type='html'>I took a nap today, which is something I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;rarely&lt;/span&gt; get a chance to do. The first dream I had was a disgusting one about being on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;skanky&lt;/span&gt; show Rock of Love. I actually made out with Brett &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Michaels&lt;/span&gt; in my dream. I remember even gagging as we were kissing because I knew how &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;disgusting&lt;/span&gt; and disease infected girls he kissed from the other two Rock Of Love shows. This was NOT my wonderful dream. Here it was:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was in our old bonus room in Gig Harbor. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Dillbeck&lt;/span&gt; (Joe's best friend) was playing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Wii&lt;/span&gt; with a girl we play soccer with named Emily. I decided to play Sonic the Hedgehog on the Sega (mind you we never had these things growing up, but all of a sudden my house was equipment with every video game device).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I am setting it up, Avery comes up behind me in her green sleeper. I look at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;her&lt;/span&gt; and go "Hi" she then goes "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Hiee&lt;/span&gt;" (Avery voice). I said, "Can Auntie have some kisses"? She then gives me 4 good kisses on my face. I start to laugh which makes her laugh, which makes me laugh harder because I LOVE hearing her laugh. I lay her on her back and she looks up at me and says clearer than crystal "I love you". Of course I started bawling (I am starting to tear up now thinking about it) and hold her tight to me. &lt;em&gt;That was the most wonderful dream.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Things&lt;/span&gt; have been busy lately. I have started a new class and I spend the majority of my free time reading. I have class on Saturday and then again on Tuesday with the same amount of reading we usually read once a week. Other then that things are going well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been extremely homesick lately. My whole family is celebrating my dad's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;birthday&lt;/span&gt; today, and I can' be there. I just miss you all SO much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Certain things I have been praying about lately that I would appreciate you all praying for: Tiffany's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;masTITis&lt;/span&gt;, Avery's sickness, Jackson's RSV, and now Kory's cold. My roommate's Grandpa is pretty sick with brain cancer. All of my roommates are sick BUT ME, so healing for them and NO sickness for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lent starts next Wednesday. In the wake of me recently &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;turning&lt;/span&gt; 24, I am sick of the way I eat and the way my body looks. So, I am going to give up ALL sweets, ice cream, and junk food for 40 days. I am hoping that this helps me start a habit of liking the way I feel when I don't eat that crap and workout and to not continue to do it. I am not catholic, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Nazarene&lt;/span&gt;, or any &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;particular&lt;/span&gt; religion that practices lent, but I thought I should do it anyways. I was going to give up alcohol, but sometimes its so nice to unwind with a glass of wine after a long day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone is well!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/447774387307700435-1419153902661660494?l=jamiealyssa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiealyssa.blogspot.com/feeds/1419153902661660494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=447774387307700435&amp;postID=1419153902661660494' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/447774387307700435/posts/default/1419153902661660494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/447774387307700435/posts/default/1419153902661660494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiealyssa.blogspot.com/2009/02/most-wonderful-dream.html' title='The most wonderful dream...'/><author><name>Jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08161246336882899658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/TPGLw1eovmI/AAAAAAAAAhc/uPTGaFHL6Pw/S220/187.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-447774387307700435.post-4548906597282777073</id><published>2009-02-02T20:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T20:46:03.313-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whoop Whoop one year!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yesterday marked the one year anniversary of my knee surgery, sounds super dramatic huh, NOT!! But I am proud of the improvement I have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;made in&lt;/span&gt; the last year. I am skiing again, playing soccer, and running. The first couple weeks of February lats year were full of pain, pain &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;meds.&lt;/span&gt; (yummy), and a foot long... well ask my family about that! Here are a couple pictures of my knee before, a couple days after, and a year later!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SYfKhXM9sfI/AAAAAAAAASE/WQQVK_GUyH4/s1600-h/P2010575.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298426161137562098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SYfKhXM9sfI/AAAAAAAAASE/WQQVK_GUyH4/s400/P2010575.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The day of my surgery&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SYfKhIO4LWI/AAAAAAAAAR8/O1cfidnz9bE/s1600-h/P2010577.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298426157119057250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SYfKhIO4LWI/AAAAAAAAAR8/O1cfidnz9bE/s400/P2010577.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I should have worn this outfit to prom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SYfKgvoaKKI/AAAAAAAAAR0/lOtLBOpOPWU/s1600-h/P2130597.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298426150515255458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SYfKgvoaKKI/AAAAAAAAAR0/lOtLBOpOPWU/s400/P2130597.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; About a week after surgery, my leg was so deformed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SYfKeoyrn1I/AAAAAAAAARs/GElUqhdd8so/s1600-h/P2130598.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298426114319556434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SYfKeoyrn1I/AAAAAAAAARs/GElUqhdd8so/s400/P2130598.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ting much?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SYfKeSRlGmI/AAAAAAAAARk/LrWRISTo0BA/s1600-h/P2022006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298426108275137122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SYfKeSRlGmI/AAAAAAAAARk/LrWRISTo0BA/s400/P2022006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is it, one year later&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PS-- sorry this is such a disgusting post, knees really are pretty unattractive, especially mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/447774387307700435-4548906597282777073?l=jamiealyssa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiealyssa.blogspot.com/feeds/4548906597282777073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=447774387307700435&amp;postID=4548906597282777073' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/447774387307700435/posts/default/4548906597282777073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/447774387307700435/posts/default/4548906597282777073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiealyssa.blogspot.com/2009/02/whoop-whoop-one-year.html' title='Whoop Whoop one year!'/><author><name>Jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08161246336882899658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/TPGLw1eovmI/AAAAAAAAAhc/uPTGaFHL6Pw/S220/187.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SYfKhXM9sfI/AAAAAAAAASE/WQQVK_GUyH4/s72-c/P2010575.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-447774387307700435.post-8007236322323053169</id><published>2009-01-31T15:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T15:48:41.262-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Camel Back</title><content type='html'>We have been having some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;beautiful&lt;/span&gt; days here in Idaho. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;The&lt;/span&gt; sun as been out and the sky blue... beautiful! Joe and I went to this place called Camel Back right outside of downtown Boise (at the foot of the foothills). It is a big &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;plateau&lt;/span&gt; that you can hike around, mountain bike or run. We picked up Arthur (Joe's brother's dog) and let him run around with us. It was cold, but we got a good work out in. Afterwards we went to a fun little coffee shop, visited Joe's grandma in the hospital, then got some pizza at a place called Pie Hole. It was a lot of fun to get out and do something new, and especially outside! Have a great Saturday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SYTiiOAa6ZI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/KQzd5N-qaTs/s1600-h/P1312004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297608139197835666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SYTiiOAa6ZI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/KQzd5N-qaTs/s400/P1312004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hiking along with Arthur&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SYTih2Qz7cI/AAAAAAAAAQs/CUXDOoXShkk/s1600-h/P1312002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297608132824133058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SYTih2Qz7cI/AAAAAAAAAQs/CUXDOoXShkk/s400/P1312002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On top of Camel Back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SYTihnIWsYI/AAAAAAAAAQk/BVHtRI_ilcY/s1600-h/P1312001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297608128762130818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SYTihnIWsYI/AAAAAAAAAQk/BVHtRI_ilcY/s400/P1312001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Arthur and I taking a rest at the top&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/447774387307700435-8007236322323053169?l=jamiealyssa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiealyssa.blogspot.com/feeds/8007236322323053169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=447774387307700435&amp;postID=8007236322323053169' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/447774387307700435/posts/default/8007236322323053169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/447774387307700435/posts/default/8007236322323053169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiealyssa.blogspot.com/2009/01/camel-back.html' title='Camel Back'/><author><name>Jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08161246336882899658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/TPGLw1eovmI/AAAAAAAAAhc/uPTGaFHL6Pw/S220/187.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SYTiiOAa6ZI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/KQzd5N-qaTs/s72-c/P1312004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-447774387307700435.post-4066609596560922592</id><published>2009-01-26T18:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T18:57:05.526-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life Map</title><content type='html'>My first big project in grad school was something called a Life Map. A life map shows what I have gone through in my life with a "6x6" perspective. The first six are personal influences such as: culture, gender, race, religion, sexual &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;identification&lt;/span&gt;, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;socio&lt;/span&gt;-economical status. The other six are from a western perspective front: historical, philosophical, ethical, political, sociological, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;environmental&lt;/span&gt;. Blah blah blah... all that crap is for my paper, which I won't bore you with. But here is my graphic organizer. I took cardboard 3-D letters, and put on pictures starting with me being born (curve of the J), to present day (E). Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SX52ht55iCI/AAAAAAAAAQc/sg8tgIFQwiY/s1600-h/P1261999.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295800533464483874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SX52ht55iCI/AAAAAAAAAQc/sg8tgIFQwiY/s400/P1261999.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SX5199zZuTI/AAAAAAAAAQU/GvHODy0JEqQ/s1600-h/P1261994.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295799919256910130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SX5199zZuTI/AAAAAAAAAQU/GvHODy0JEqQ/s400/P1261994.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SX519p4I7hI/AAAAAAAAAQM/P6xttVeIkzA/s1600-h/P1261993.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295799913908071954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SX519p4I7hI/AAAAAAAAAQM/P6xttVeIkzA/s400/P1261993.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SX519DVDHOI/AAAAAAAAAQE/PPs0a-DcbKA/s1600-h/P1261995.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295799903560342754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SX519DVDHOI/AAAAAAAAAQE/PPs0a-DcbKA/s400/P1261995.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SX518ykN3GI/AAAAAAAAAP8/OyzNnGfMqKI/s1600-h/P1261998.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295799899060558946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SX518ykN3GI/AAAAAAAAAP8/OyzNnGfMqKI/s400/P1261998.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SX518iEJDmI/AAAAAAAAAP0/cO5qJbuUBLc/s1600-h/P1261990.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295799894631059042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SX518iEJDmI/AAAAAAAAAP0/cO5qJbuUBLc/s400/P1261990.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So there it is, my 23 (almost 24) years in 5 letters!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/447774387307700435-4066609596560922592?l=jamiealyssa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiealyssa.blogspot.com/feeds/4066609596560922592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=447774387307700435&amp;postID=4066609596560922592' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/447774387307700435/posts/default/4066609596560922592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/447774387307700435/posts/default/4066609596560922592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiealyssa.blogspot.com/2009/01/life-map.html' title='Life Map'/><author><name>Jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08161246336882899658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/TPGLw1eovmI/AAAAAAAAAhc/uPTGaFHL6Pw/S220/187.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SX52ht55iCI/AAAAAAAAAQc/sg8tgIFQwiY/s72-c/P1261999.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-447774387307700435.post-6760202878599253337</id><published>2009-01-23T16:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T16:44:26.149-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Close Call</title><content type='html'>I woke up this morning &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;to&lt;/span&gt; a much unexpected blanket of snow. No big deal right? I have driven in the snow to work on the same road many times this year. So I am driving along, a little faster than I probably should of been (40 MPH in a 50). I guess I thought I was driving for the winter conditions. I hit a solid sheet of ice, veered one way, corrected myself, veered the other way, corrected myself, then did a 180 and went into a farmer's field backwards. Damn, it scared me!! Two truck drivers came and helped me get out. Thank God for them. Bad start to my Friday morning. After enough day light came out today, I went out to the parking lot to see how the car was. Everything is fine except my back right tire was flat. Joe came today, brought me coffee and a cupcake, and took of the tire and took it to Costco. What an angle! Thank you Joe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So moral of the story, drive at the speed the weather allows you too, but don't take roads for granted. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Especially&lt;/span&gt; if you are driving your little ones around! Have a great weekend!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/447774387307700435-6760202878599253337?l=jamiealyssa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiealyssa.blogspot.com/feeds/6760202878599253337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=447774387307700435&amp;postID=6760202878599253337' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/447774387307700435/posts/default/6760202878599253337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/447774387307700435/posts/default/6760202878599253337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiealyssa.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-woke-up-this-morning-to-much.html' title='Close Call'/><author><name>Jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08161246336882899658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/TPGLw1eovmI/AAAAAAAAAhc/uPTGaFHL6Pw/S220/187.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-447774387307700435.post-3877399472392998335</id><published>2009-01-22T15:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T16:30:08.033-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exhausted but so happy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am so happy that tomorrow is Friday. Although it has only been a 4 day work week, I am still recovering from last weekend! It was such a blessing for Tiffany and Kory allowing me to be present at Jackson's birth. My sister is amazing, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;absolutely&lt;/span&gt; amazing. The hardest part of the delivery was watching her in pain. But her unconditional love for her children and husband won in the battle of pain has she brought each and everyone of us a gift. Joe and I left on Monday afternoon and got back to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Nampa&lt;/span&gt; around midnight. I got up, made it to work, and even got my homework done before my 4 hour class that night. So needless to say, I am still tired. However, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;every time&lt;/span&gt; I get sleepy or yawn, I can't help but smile knowing I have a healthy nephew and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;niece&lt;/span&gt; back in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Washington&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some pictures of skiing and Jackson!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SXkMhrbeFSI/AAAAAAAAAPE/qqwvlMso9GA/s1600-h/P1171931.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294276609683887394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SXkMhrbeFSI/AAAAAAAAAPE/qqwvlMso9GA/s400/P1171931.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Standing on top of Bogus during the sunset&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SXkMhp5ixXI/AAAAAAAAAO8/JqqnhyeZ03E/s1600-h/P1171927.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294276609273152882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SXkMhp5ixXI/AAAAAAAAAO8/JqqnhyeZ03E/s400/P1171927.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;This is how I found Joe when I came down the mountain...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SXkMhAoMwJI/AAAAAAAAAO0/xDuVWdQ2xS0/s1600-h/P1171917.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294276598194552978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SXkMhAoMwJI/AAAAAAAAAO0/xDuVWdQ2xS0/s400/P1171917.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Remember the post about the inversion, this is what we saw when we drove above it! Blue skies and sunshine!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SXkMgiv00DI/AAAAAAAAAOs/-uxAJjAP7Gw/s1600-h/P1181961.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294276590173474866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SXkMgiv00DI/AAAAAAAAAOs/-uxAJjAP7Gw/s400/P1181961.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;We took Avery to see the fish. She walked around pointing at them saying "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;feesh&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SXkMgKZDGqI/AAAAAAAAAOk/Bn6xc-TvSMk/s1600-h/P1181962.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294276583635491490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SXkMgKZDGqI/AAAAAAAAAOk/Bn6xc-TvSMk/s400/P1181962.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;The new big sister and auntie&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SXkLBeRLziI/AAAAAAAAAOc/EqjWb5n-BBo/s1600-h/P1181951.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294274956883643938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SXkLBeRLziI/AAAAAAAAAOc/EqjWb5n-BBo/s400/P1181951.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Holding Jackson&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SXkLBAMpYrI/AAAAAAAAAOU/wnhGugRwAaA/s1600-h/News+Years+and+Jackson+Jonathan+Newgard+110.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294274948811547314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SXkLBAMpYrI/AAAAAAAAAOU/wnhGugRwAaA/s400/News+Years+and+Jackson+Jonathan+Newgard+110.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Grammie&lt;/span&gt; holding Jackson&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SXkLA7cER8I/AAAAAAAAAOM/qCmKel4SJGQ/s1600-h/News+Years+and+Jackson+Jonathan+Newgard+139.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294274947534047170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SXkLA7cER8I/AAAAAAAAAOM/qCmKel4SJGQ/s400/News+Years+and+Jackson+Jonathan+Newgard+139.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jonathan Richard with his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;grandson&lt;/span&gt; Jackson Jonathan&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SXkLAkhaisI/AAAAAAAAAOE/q8dOqSkpgWo/s1600-h/News+Years+and+Jackson+Jonathan+Newgard+129.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294274941382462146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SXkLAkhaisI/AAAAAAAAAOE/q8dOqSkpgWo/s400/News+Years+and+Jackson+Jonathan+Newgard+129.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Big Sister and Little Brother&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SXkLADgO0_I/AAAAAAAAAN8/PyN0CMzqkRI/s1600-h/News+Years+and+Jackson+Jonathan+Newgard+117.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294274932519130098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SXkLADgO0_I/AAAAAAAAAN8/PyN0CMzqkRI/s400/News+Years+and+Jackson+Jonathan+Newgard+117.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jackson Jonathan&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/447774387307700435-3877399472392998335?l=jamiealyssa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiealyssa.blogspot.com/feeds/3877399472392998335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=447774387307700435&amp;postID=3877399472392998335' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/447774387307700435/posts/default/3877399472392998335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/447774387307700435/posts/default/3877399472392998335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiealyssa.blogspot.com/2009/01/exhausted-but-so-happy.html' title='Exhausted but so happy!'/><author><name>Jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08161246336882899658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/TPGLw1eovmI/AAAAAAAAAhc/uPTGaFHL6Pw/S220/187.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SXkMhrbeFSI/AAAAAAAAAPE/qqwvlMso9GA/s72-c/P1171931.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-447774387307700435.post-8973076835997001510</id><published>2009-01-18T17:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T08:10:17.698-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jackson Jonathan Newgard</title><content type='html'>Welcome Jackson Jonathan &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Newgard&lt;/span&gt;! Joe and I made it back just in time. I dropped him off at my parent's house at 4:00 a.m. (so he could sleep because he drove the whole way) and rushed to the hospital. Tiffany was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; in labor! She was doing great with the contractions &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;despite&lt;/span&gt; being extremely uncomfortable because of Jackson's position on her lower back. At around 5:55 a.m., the nurse and Kory held her legs as she pushed through each contraction. She would push hard for ten seconds, quick breath, and then repeat two more times. With every contraction we could see the head just a little bit more. I have never witnessed a live birth before, and it was one of the most amazing, beautiful, horrifying things I have ever seen! Tiffany did amazing, I look at her in awe of enduring one of life's hardest yet rewarding tasks. At 6:24 am, the doctor delivered a dark hair, tiny baby! Jackson weighed 7 pounds and 9 ounces. He was 19 inches long. He took to crying right away, but had to have his little lungs suctioned out a few times. He is beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both mom and baby are doing great! Kory was amazing through everything as well. Jackson took to breast feeding right away, a true man already who loves boobs =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Avery, when she met her brother, stared at him for about thirty second a little unsure. It is funny to see her face change into confusion when he starts to cry. Kory, Tiff, and Jackson will stay the night at Tacoma General one more time. The family of four will be all home tomorrow night. I thought Jackson would have dark hair like Avery, but he is actually somewhat blonde. He has been mellow all afternoon and awake. He sucks on his little thumb... so cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you to all who had the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Newgards&lt;/span&gt; in their thoughts and prayers the last couple days! When we get home tomorrow, I will post some pictures, I don't have my laptop with me. I have always known that I could get home in 7 hours when need be, when I was in college and now. Last night proved it. I have the world's most amazing boyfriend who drove all night, after a rough day of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;skiing&lt;/span&gt;, to get me to Washington. I love you Joe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;January 17 marks the day the Alyssa died in 1984. The cycle of life continues as we welcome this new baby into our family. Welcome Jackson, you have a huge support group behind you that will be loving you the rest of your life!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/447774387307700435-8973076835997001510?l=jamiealyssa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiealyssa.blogspot.com/feeds/8973076835997001510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=447774387307700435&amp;postID=8973076835997001510' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/447774387307700435/posts/default/8973076835997001510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/447774387307700435/posts/default/8973076835997001510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiealyssa.blogspot.com/2009/01/jackson-jonathan-newgard.html' title='Jackson Jonathan Newgard'/><author><name>Jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08161246336882899658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/TPGLw1eovmI/AAAAAAAAAhc/uPTGaFHL6Pw/S220/187.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-447774387307700435.post-4097332989044570324</id><published>2009-01-17T19:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T19:33:56.631-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rushing Home</title><content type='html'>Hi everyone... after a long day of fun and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;humorous&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;skiing&lt;/span&gt;, I GOT THE CALL! Tiffany is in labor! Joe and I rushed down the mountain, packed our bags, and the second he is out of the shower, we'll start our 7 1/2 hour drive to go see my amazing sister. Please keep us, her, Kory/Avery, and our families in your prayers!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll keep you updated!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/447774387307700435-4097332989044570324?l=jamiealyssa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiealyssa.blogspot.com/feeds/4097332989044570324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=447774387307700435&amp;postID=4097332989044570324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/447774387307700435/posts/default/4097332989044570324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/447774387307700435/posts/default/4097332989044570324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiealyssa.blogspot.com/2009/01/rushing-home.html' title='Rushing Home'/><author><name>Jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08161246336882899658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/TPGLw1eovmI/AAAAAAAAAhc/uPTGaFHL6Pw/S220/187.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-447774387307700435.post-4640781256911008877</id><published>2009-01-16T17:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T17:43:51.310-08:00</updated><title type='text'>hummmm</title><content type='html'>I am not sure why, but I am a little depressed. I think it might be because Idaho has a stupid inversion, its FREEZING here, and I can't remember the last time I saw the sunshine. I think I am just stuck in a rut. I don't even have anything good to blog about. I had my second class this week, and I am enjoying it more and more. It makes me feel like I am doing something productive with my life. I am excited to meet my nephew. I keep my phone ringer on high 24/7 just in case! We have a three day weekend (no school on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Monday&lt;/span&gt;). Joe and I are going skiing tomorrow so that will be nice to do something outside and active. I think sometimes I am a better friend when I don't like with three of my best friends. I hate the "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;cripty&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;crapity&lt;/span&gt; he said she said gossipy crap"-- words of Jon &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Kellett&lt;/span&gt;. I have made it through my one year anniversary of tearing up my knee. My surgery anniversary is on February 1, but I played a game on the one day anniversary of when I tore it and I am still intact!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Hopefully&lt;/span&gt; I'll have some pictures to send your way this weekend after skiing!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/447774387307700435-4640781256911008877?l=jamiealyssa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiealyssa.blogspot.com/feeds/4640781256911008877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=447774387307700435&amp;postID=4640781256911008877' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/447774387307700435/posts/default/4640781256911008877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/447774387307700435/posts/default/4640781256911008877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiealyssa.blogspot.com/2009/01/hummmm.html' title='hummmm'/><author><name>Jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08161246336882899658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/TPGLw1eovmI/AAAAAAAAAhc/uPTGaFHL6Pw/S220/187.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-447774387307700435.post-202952323484905132</id><published>2009-01-09T16:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T18:16:50.079-08:00</updated><title type='text'>World's Worst Blogger</title><content type='html'>So I have crowned myself the "World's Worst Blogger"! I suck and everyday I think I need to blog, I need to blog, and I don't! So FINALLY... here I am. I know you have all been checking ten times a day to see, so now the wait is over ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas break came and went so fast that it saddens me. I got a lot of quality time with my family. Mom, dad, and I went and saw Marley and Me. Has anyone seen it? Hilarious and sad and really miss our cat Sophie. I went up to Crystal Mountain with Kory and Dad the Saturday after Christmas. We had a blast and got some "sick air". The conditions were "pristine" but the snow was a little heavy which caused some pretty hilarious falls from all of us. We were going down this one run (not sure if it was a double or single diamond) and I see dad face plant, then Kory did the same right next to them. Funniest thing about it, was they both looked up at me at the same time with their faces were COVERED in snow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joe flew out and celebrated New Years with me and the family. We didn't go out, but had fun playing games and drinking champagne.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School and work started this week, and I swear this has been the longest week of my life. I have just been extremely tired and it's been hard getting back into the swing of things. My first class for grad school was on Tuesday and I really liked! The classes are pretty interactive so I am not sitting there for 4 hours taking notes. However... lots of homework, welcome back to school Jamie!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/447774387307700435-202952323484905132?l=jamiealyssa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiealyssa.blogspot.com/feeds/202952323484905132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=447774387307700435&amp;postID=202952323484905132' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/447774387307700435/posts/default/202952323484905132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/447774387307700435/posts/default/202952323484905132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiealyssa.blogspot.com/2009/01/worlds-worst-blogger.html' title='World&apos;s Worst Blogger'/><author><name>Jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08161246336882899658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/TPGLw1eovmI/AAAAAAAAAhc/uPTGaFHL6Pw/S220/187.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-447774387307700435.post-8823332639991215827</id><published>2008-12-26T12:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T12:49:38.610-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Correction!</title><content type='html'>My mom brought it to my attention that we did not have a pot roast but a PRIME RIB or known in our house, the Roast Beast. Nonetheless, it is the best meat ever! Great job mom!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/447774387307700435-8823332639991215827?l=jamiealyssa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiealyssa.blogspot.com/feeds/8823332639991215827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=447774387307700435&amp;postID=8823332639991215827' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/447774387307700435/posts/default/8823332639991215827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/447774387307700435/posts/default/8823332639991215827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiealyssa.blogspot.com/2008/12/correction.html' title='Correction!'/><author><name>Jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08161246336882899658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/TPGLw1eovmI/AAAAAAAAAhc/uPTGaFHL6Pw/S220/187.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-447774387307700435.post-9214886741181212028</id><published>2008-12-26T12:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T12:40:19.716-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas!!</title><content type='html'>Merry Christmas everyone! We had an amazing Christmas yesterday. Everyone made it safely over here on Wednesday, Christmas Eve. We got SUPER lucky because Tiffany won the "lottery" at work at got off at three. After a close call with 5 minutes to 3, she still got off, and was able to meet us at church. Church was beautiful, and once again, the candle light of everyone brought tears to my eyes. I am so lucky to have such an amazing family who all believe in the true meaning of Christmas. After church, we had a yummy dinner of our traditional pot roast, crab legs, rolls, sugar cookies, and lots, maybe too much, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;champagne&lt;/span&gt;. We all opened our Christmas Eve present of pajamas. Avery went to bed so Santa could some =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas morning is always full of memories! Avery woke everyone up in her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;jammies&lt;/span&gt;, the coffee was made, positions taken on the couch, and stockings opened. I think Avery was a little over whelmed... she got &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ALOT&lt;/span&gt;! We took our mid morning break for Pastor Tim's Christmas Morning &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Casserole&lt;/span&gt;, and Great Grandma Blanch's cinnamon rolls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas this year was so special, not because of all the presents, but because of the tears shed, love gifted, and memories made. Happy Birthday Jesus! Let us remember at this time, and all through out the year, how a baby changed our world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Our tree and only &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;half&lt;/span&gt; the presents!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SVU9uXxzzuI/AAAAAAAAAN0/UK_dEoWA8Iw/s1600-h/PC241828.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284197604655353570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SVU9uXxzzuI/AAAAAAAAAN0/UK_dEoWA8Iw/s400/PC241828.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mom and I before Christmas Eve Church&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SVU9t3KkoUI/AAAAAAAAANs/k8pmpV0-BZA/s1600-h/PC241844.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284197595900846402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SVU9t3KkoUI/AAAAAAAAANs/k8pmpV0-BZA/s400/PC241844.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Avery's Pony&lt;br /&gt;"I am a pretty pony, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;clipity&lt;/span&gt; clap, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;clipty&lt;/span&gt; clap"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SVU9to85tkI/AAAAAAAAANk/MoYng0PcEZQ/s1600-h/PC251849.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284197592085411394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SVU9to85tkI/AAAAAAAAANk/MoYng0PcEZQ/s400/PC251849.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Avery going through her sock or in Avery's voice "ox"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SVU80QvqnjI/AAAAAAAAANc/dgV8-pze1uw/s1600-h/PC251858.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284196606334901810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SVU80QvqnjI/AAAAAAAAANc/dgV8-pze1uw/s400/PC251858.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Kellett&lt;/span&gt;/&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Newgard&lt;/span&gt; girls with their socks that Gamma Jeanne made&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SVU8zVPYH8I/AAAAAAAAANU/_js67wuCnSA/s1600-h/PC251859.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284196590361780162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SVU8zVPYH8I/AAAAAAAAANU/_js67wuCnSA/s400/PC251859.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Holly might be the world's best present opening elf!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SVU8ynoFDVI/AAAAAAAAANM/g9QYeIA2Mp8/s1600-h/PC251860.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284196578117356882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SVU8ynoFDVI/AAAAAAAAANM/g9QYeIA2Mp8/s400/PC251860.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coffee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SVU8ySBCpQI/AAAAAAAAANE/CZqj0flJHUU/s1600-h/PC251862.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284196572316476674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SVU8ySBCpQI/AAAAAAAAANE/CZqj0flJHUU/s400/PC251862.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joe and I got Avery a Leap Frog Caterpillar that she loved, don't ask how hard it was to open the damn thing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SVU8yN4LnmI/AAAAAAAAAM8/2NVdj4R_8Bg/s1600-h/PC251864.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284196571205574242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SVU8yN4LnmI/AAAAAAAAAM8/2NVdj4R_8Bg/s400/PC251864.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; Dad's expression when he saw Joe's gift&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SVU78ZECUuI/AAAAAAAAAM0/AmZw1qtp3_w/s1600-h/PC251869.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284195646495150818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SVU78ZECUuI/AAAAAAAAAM0/AmZw1qtp3_w/s400/PC251869.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Avery opening one of her 5 million gifts!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SVU78DcGmzI/AAAAAAAAAMs/vGDNCq2Ulx0/s1600-h/PC251878.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284195640690514738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SVU78DcGmzI/AAAAAAAAAMs/vGDNCq2Ulx0/s400/PC251878.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Avery's "kick ass" present from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Grammie&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Grampie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SVU776lHJ9I/AAAAAAAAAMk/FABlM6wuq8g/s1600-h/PC251889.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284195638312380370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SVU776lHJ9I/AAAAAAAAAMk/FABlM6wuq8g/s400/PC251889.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas Snuggles &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SVU77m4_QvI/AAAAAAAAAMc/wr4gcLKGh-k/s1600-h/PC251892.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284195633027039986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SVU77m4_QvI/AAAAAAAAAMc/wr4gcLKGh-k/s400/PC251892.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Hahaha&lt;/span&gt;... Miss. Snore &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SVU76w6Z0bI/AAAAAAAAAMU/VfSJWfz5b7Q/s1600-h/PC251890.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284195618537460146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SVU76w6Z0bI/AAAAAAAAAMU/VfSJWfz5b7Q/s400/PC251890.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Merry Christmas Everyone~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/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/447774387307700435-9214886741181212028?l=jamiealyssa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiealyssa.blogspot.com/feeds/9214886741181212028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=447774387307700435&amp;postID=9214886741181212028' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/447774387307700435/posts/default/9214886741181212028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/447774387307700435/posts/default/9214886741181212028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiealyssa.blogspot.com/2008/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas!!'/><author><name>Jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08161246336882899658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/TPGLw1eovmI/AAAAAAAAAhc/uPTGaFHL6Pw/S220/187.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SVU9uXxzzuI/AAAAAAAAAN0/UK_dEoWA8Iw/s72-c/PC241828.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-447774387307700435.post-5823012227352296039</id><published>2008-12-23T08:47:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T08:53:19.959-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Made it!</title><content type='html'>Well I made it home for Christmas!! I left &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Nampa&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;yesterday&lt;/span&gt; at 9:30 (Boise time) and got home at 5:30 pm. A drive that usually takes me 7 hours, took me nine, but I am okay with that. The roads weren't as bad as expected, the sun shined for half the trip, I had lots of music and goodies to munch on, and the view everywhere was "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;pristine&lt;/span&gt; and an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;epicurean&lt;/span&gt; delight" (words of dad) from the snow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone was home when I got there for a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Chili&lt;/span&gt; dinner. And although I did walk in with presents, I didn't represent the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Folgers&lt;/span&gt; commercial that Tiffany said I should have done... drove all night, snuck in with TONS of presents, made &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Folgers&lt;/span&gt; coffee, and say "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;shhhhh&lt;/span&gt;" to the dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe how much snow is here!! We are also getting a TON in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Nampa&lt;/span&gt;. Joe said it snowed there again last night, and there is a 100% chance for snow tonight, Christmas Eve, and Christmas Day. Looks like we all will be having a white Christmas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plan for the day: hair cut with mom, then wrapping the rest of my presents, and relaxing in my snow covered house with a hot toddy and my dog (wow that sounded cheesy, but its nice to be home).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/447774387307700435-5823012227352296039?l=jamiealyssa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiealyssa.blogspot.com/feeds/5823012227352296039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=447774387307700435&amp;postID=5823012227352296039' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/447774387307700435/posts/default/5823012227352296039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/447774387307700435/posts/default/5823012227352296039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiealyssa.blogspot.com/2008/12/made-it.html' title='Made it!'/><author><name>Jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08161246336882899658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/TPGLw1eovmI/AAAAAAAAAhc/uPTGaFHL6Pw/S220/187.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-447774387307700435.post-1939565486276747996</id><published>2008-12-20T11:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T11:47:28.555-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Done, Done, DONE</title><content type='html'>Wow! I am done! Everything went well on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Thursday&lt;/span&gt; with my test. I feel confident in it, and hope I passed it! But its over, no need to worry about it anymore. I had orientation for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;GFU&lt;/span&gt; Thursday night and got to meet my teachers and the other people in my cohort. Everyone seems super nice. I think I am by far the youngest one there. But I told myself I would give myself a year after &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;college&lt;/span&gt; to figure out what I wanted to do, and then go to grad school, and I did just that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;whole&lt;/span&gt; bunch of us went downtown for lots of dancing and letting loose. I am &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;officially&lt;/span&gt; on a much needed vacation! Tonight I am going on a date with Joe. Tomorrow we have church, soccer games, and are doing Christmas together. I am sure going to miss him when I leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for all the encouraging thoughts and prayers this last week with my test! I hope that everyone is staying warm, enjoying time with their families, and enjoying the "most magical season of all."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/447774387307700435-1939565486276747996?l=jamiealyssa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiealyssa.blogspot.com/feeds/1939565486276747996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=447774387307700435&amp;postID=1939565486276747996' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/447774387307700435/posts/default/1939565486276747996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/447774387307700435/posts/default/1939565486276747996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiealyssa.blogspot.com/2008/12/done-done-done.html' title='Done, Done, DONE'/><author><name>Jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08161246336882899658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/TPGLw1eovmI/AAAAAAAAAhc/uPTGaFHL6Pw/S220/187.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-447774387307700435.post-4580236533869114430</id><published>2008-12-16T05:08:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T05:14:47.759-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I just want to cry</title><content type='html'>Its 6:08 on Tuesday morning, I'll be up for over an hour all ready not being able to sleep. The tears are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;brimming&lt;/span&gt; on the edge and I just want to let them pour. I took another practice &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Praxis&lt;/span&gt; Exam last night and did worse than I did on the first practice test by 4 points. I don't know WHY I can't concentrate when taking that test. Its on Thursday morning at 11:30 and much prayer would be appreciated. Please...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To add to the stress, my roommates aren't getting along, I can't seem to be nice to anyone, damn PMS, I have to drive to Boise in 5 inches of fresh snow from last night; guess we don't believe in snow days only a state to the right of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;rainiest&lt;/span&gt;. And like I say in every other blog post "Finances suck".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am ready to come home for the holidays and relax with my family, play with Avery, walk Lilly, have coffee in the mornings with my mom, see my sisters,  and have some well deserved R&amp;amp;R before I come back to another semester of work and the start of Grad school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry about the early morning vent, but it is needed. Time to leave for work...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/447774387307700435-4580236533869114430?l=jamiealyssa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiealyssa.blogspot.com/feeds/4580236533869114430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=447774387307700435&amp;postID=4580236533869114430' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/447774387307700435/posts/default/4580236533869114430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/447774387307700435/posts/default/4580236533869114430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiealyssa.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-just-want-to-cry.html' title='I just want to cry'/><author><name>Jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08161246336882899658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/TPGLw1eovmI/AAAAAAAAAhc/uPTGaFHL6Pw/S220/187.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-447774387307700435.post-4954780376030693276</id><published>2008-12-14T20:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T20:39:18.814-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow and Christmas lights!</title><content type='html'>Winter has officially hit Nampa, Idaho! Yesterday (Saturday we got snow flurries all day) and it was around 25 degrees. Well, when I woke up this morning, I went to leave for church and there it was... SNOW!!! Full on blizzard, 3-4 inches covering a pristine (my dad's favorite word) landscape. Wow, that was kind of a cheesy sentence. It was stopped snowing, but the roads are icy, the wind is freezing, and the mountain is showing a promise of opening this Wednesday! FYI, we are suppose to have a high of 19 this week, and a low of 1... brrrr!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Tuesday, Joe and I went on a triple date with two my roommates to dinner at the Cheesecake Factory and then to the light show of Boise's "Botanical Gardens". If you guys remember my post of when we went to Table Rock, the place with the huge cross, the gardens are right below it, next to the Idaho State Penitentiary. I LOVE CHRISTMAS LIGHTS! We got to drink hot chocolate, and walk around looking at the amazing light displays. I apologize about the pictures, they do not do the gardens justice, but I hope you can grasp a hint of the Christmas lights that make us all smile each year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward into this next week: I am taking my Praxis exam on Thursday (prayers for a passing score would be much appreciated). I have to pass this test that tests me on reading, writing, and math, in order to start my Master's program, and student teach. School is done for the 2008 year on Friday. I am coming home on Monday, so hopefully the roads and passes won't be too bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My knee is doing well. I am hoping to maybe hit the slopes of Snoqualimie or Crystal with Kory. This will be the first time I have skied since my surgery, but I believe that I am ready!! Have a great week everyone, and remember at this time of hustle and bustle, the true meaning of Christmas, and the true meaning on the craziness we all put ourselves through!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Recrectreemm Lights &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SUXefMuG0iI/AAAAAAAAAMM/kqQp3aRHjT8/s1600-h/PC091813.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279870765733696034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SUXefMuG0iI/AAAAAAAAAMM/kqQp3aRHjT8/s400/PC091813.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mr. Amazing and I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SUXee5z6-3I/AAAAAAAAAME/dW0Qbv7tJ0w/s1600-h/PC091810.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279870760657812338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SUXee5z6-3I/AAAAAAAAAME/dW0Qbv7tJ0w/s400/PC091810.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paige, Allison, and I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279870754590568690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SUXeejNYMPI/AAAAAAAAAL8/Sgc5IBlIWJs/s400/PC091809.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was my FAVORITE decorated tree of the gardens&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SUXeef4Mt-I/AAAAAAAAAL0/jf9jcuvELgA/s1600-h/PC091807.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279870753696430050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SUXeef4Mt-I/AAAAAAAAAL0/jf9jcuvELgA/s400/PC091807.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shoulder ride, nice face Joe =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SUXed5hUSLI/AAAAAAAAALs/38WSZmWaT8U/s1600-h/PC091803.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279870743399909554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SUXed5hUSLI/AAAAAAAAALs/38WSZmWaT8U/s400/PC091803.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&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/447774387307700435-4954780376030693276?l=jamiealyssa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiealyssa.blogspot.com/feeds/4954780376030693276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=447774387307700435&amp;postID=4954780376030693276' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/447774387307700435/posts/default/4954780376030693276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/447774387307700435/posts/default/4954780376030693276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiealyssa.blogspot.com/2008/12/snow-and-christmas-lights.html' title='Snow and Christmas lights!'/><author><name>Jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08161246336882899658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/TPGLw1eovmI/AAAAAAAAAhc/uPTGaFHL6Pw/S220/187.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SUXefMuG0iI/AAAAAAAAAMM/kqQp3aRHjT8/s72-c/PC091813.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-447774387307700435.post-5875022085669595675</id><published>2008-12-06T08:29:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T10:47:27.414-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving in Washington</title><content type='html'>Happy LATE Thanksgiving everyone! I finally have found sometime to sit down and blog about my amazing Thanksgiving break back in Washington!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joe and I drove home on Wednesday afternoon of last week. It was the first time I have used my tape player in my car, as we listened to a book on tape. Does anyone remember what a tape player is?! Books on tape make the drive go &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;SOOOOOO&lt;/span&gt; much faster because you get so absorbed into the story. We got into town and I was so anxious to get to the house because Avery was there (dad was babysitting because mom and Tiffany went to see "Twilight"). It MELTED my heart when she saw me because she said "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;hiiiii&lt;/span&gt;" and ran to me, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;clapping&lt;/span&gt; her hands and hugged me! I couldn't take my hands off her. It was the first time I have see her walk. She really like to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;mimic&lt;/span&gt; what you say, or the noises you make!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday Joe and I got up and took Tiffany some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Chai&lt;/span&gt; Tea and flowers to the hospital. Tiffany is is a true angel. It takes an amazing person to take care of such tiny, sick babies; all the while, being about 8 months &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;prego&lt;/span&gt;, husband gone, and one year old at home. Tiffany, you are my hero. Joe and I then went to Tiff's house and hung out with my mom, Avery, and Krista! It was a really relaxing Thanksgiving day, but SO nice to just lay around with my family!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday was the YUMMY DAY! We celebrated Thanksgiving on Friday. Tiffany and Avery came over, Avery wearing the dress Joe and I got her for her birthday. Nana and John then came over and we all enjoyed nuts, veggies, then an amazing turkey dinner. Thanks Mom for the great dinner! That night, after eating, dessert, and watching the Broncos kick the living daylights out of Fresno, Joe and I went and watched Dad play hockey. Dad wore the Minnesota Wild jersey we gave him last year. HE IS A STUD! He scored two goals. After, Joe and I went bowling... I SUCK! Joe kicked my butt, but we had &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;a lot&lt;/span&gt; of fun .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Saturday&lt;/span&gt;, I went to Ladies Workout Express and saw some of the members and my former co-workers. I love that place! Joe and I then drove north to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Lynnwood&lt;/span&gt; and had dinner with his brother Andy and his family. After we went to the Seattle waterfront and walked down the whole pier, then up to Pike's Place Market. All the lights and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;decorations&lt;/span&gt; were coming out and Seattle was as busy as ever! I love the holiday's and watching people scurry around with shopping bags, all the display in the windows, the chilly air, and the lights. I LOVE CHRISTMAS LIGHTS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday, came way too fast =( We all went to church and then had lunch together. Avery was so funny laughing at Dad and doing her "popping" of the mouth with Joe. We took some family pictures and then we had to leave. I have never had a 4 day weekend go by so fast. Although it did, I cherish the memories that I made with my family! I can't wait to come home in a couple weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side note, my first week of work was crazy at school. Bomb threats, lock downs, safety holds, and three early morning staff meetings. I understand what Dad means when he says "my heart cries out for students". Please keep Centennial, and all other schools in your prayers. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Adolescence&lt;/span&gt; is such a hard time on teenagers, and I just pray that everyone will discover their potential, stop fighting, and love one another (here I go preaching again).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, Paige and I went to dinner and then went and saw "4 Christmases". Not going to lie, it wasn't as good as I expected. There were funny parts, but I was a little disappointed. Today, my goals are to clean my room, clean out my car, do some laundry, study for a test, and then go Christmas shopping this evening. However,I am following in the footsteps of most high school kids, and the ladies of my family, and started reading the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Twilight&lt;/span&gt; Series. I haven't gotten out of bed YET! But its Saturday, so I think I am allowed to by somewhat lazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So all of the pictures I posted are backwards! I don't know how to move them around to show the beginning to end of our trip back home, so I would suggest scrolling down to the bottom and coming back up! Have a great weekend everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Avis to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Pavis&lt;/span&gt; and Auntie Jamie&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/STq-eh_RafI/AAAAAAAAALk/NCuKHq7vD7M/s1600-h/PB301784.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276739345147062770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/STq-eh_RafI/AAAAAAAAALk/NCuKHq7vD7M/s400/PB301784.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Joe and I... isn't he handsome?!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/STq-eYwaT4I/AAAAAAAAALc/Trj54jCtCIs/s1600-h/PB301783.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276739342668812162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/STq-eYwaT4I/AAAAAAAAALc/Trj54jCtCIs/s400/PB301783.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The most amazing family, minus Kory and Sophie&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/STq-drCQIdI/AAAAAAAAALU/r9PAeVwdCBc/s1600-h/PB301780.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276739330395611602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/STq-drCQIdI/AAAAAAAAALU/r9PAeVwdCBc/s400/PB301780.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Giggling at Grandpa&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/STq9rF_c4kI/AAAAAAAAALM/cAf1BlwXICI/s1600-h/PB301775.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276738461458293314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/STq9rF_c4kI/AAAAAAAAALM/cAf1BlwXICI/s400/PB301775.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Busy Pike's Place&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/STq9q5mD4zI/AAAAAAAAALE/D257zcY7kPY/s1600-h/PB291772.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276738458130572082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/STq9q5mD4zI/AAAAAAAAALE/D257zcY7kPY/s400/PB291772.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Seattle Waterfront&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/STq9qUISfRI/AAAAAAAAAK8/7Dra3aGl41I/s1600-h/PB291768.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276738448073587986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/STq9qUISfRI/AAAAAAAAAK8/7Dra3aGl41I/s400/PB291768.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bowling&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/STq9qM8N96I/AAAAAAAAAK0/xI-zagLYnOQ/s1600-h/PB281752.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276738446143911842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/STq9qM8N96I/AAAAAAAAAK0/xI-zagLYnOQ/s400/PB281752.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The most BEAUTIFUL pregnant chick&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/STq9p0x8eeI/AAAAAAAAAKs/nkZPg8exNSw/s1600-h/PB281741.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276738439658371554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/STq9p0x8eeI/AAAAAAAAAKs/nkZPg8exNSw/s400/PB281741.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;52 and still a hockey hunk =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/STqsH9vTT_I/AAAAAAAAAKk/HZmA5JyuuTY/s1600-h/PB281745.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276719166249979890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/STqsH9vTT_I/AAAAAAAAAKk/HZmA5JyuuTY/s400/PB281745.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Weird-0s&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/STqsF2c-o_I/AAAAAAAAAKc/McU2skeO2_E/s1600-h/PB281739.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276719129934341106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/STqsF2c-o_I/AAAAAAAAAKc/McU2skeO2_E/s400/PB281739.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Isn't her dress cute?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/STqsFIjN1qI/AAAAAAAAAKU/3s_0wAluhV8/s1600-h/PB281735.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276719117612471970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/STqsFIjN1qI/AAAAAAAAAKU/3s_0wAluhV8/s400/PB281735.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/STqsEoof-rI/AAAAAAAAAKM/zmqw4tMsbJE/s1600-h/PB281727.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276719109044697778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/STqsEoof-rI/AAAAAAAAAKM/zmqw4tMsbJE/s400/PB281727.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/STqsEAxraWI/AAAAAAAAAKE/G2at0I51Ib4/s1600-h/PB271722.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276719098345777506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/STqsEAxraWI/AAAAAAAAAKE/G2at0I51Ib4/s400/PB271722.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Avery opening her present&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/STqpsqT3VEI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/fr8u5kiEHd8/s1600-h/PB271719.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276716498154902594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/STqpsqT3VEI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/fr8u5kiEHd8/s400/PB271719.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Looks like Holly wants Avery's present&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/STqpsNcjhxI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/BiyyvXFg4-Q/s1600-h/PB271718.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276716490406725394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/STqpsNcjhxI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/BiyyvXFg4-Q/s400/PB271718.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Joe and I at Tiff's house&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/STqpr8dyYwI/AAAAAAAAAJs/tdKCwe_5a1s/s1600-h/PB271711.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276716485848490754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/STqpr8dyYwI/AAAAAAAAAJs/tdKCwe_5a1s/s400/PB271711.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/STqprkxOiVI/AAAAAAAAAJk/3Up6L1HUBtQ/s1600-h/PB271710.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276716479487576402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/STqprkxOiVI/AAAAAAAAAJk/3Up6L1HUBtQ/s400/PB271710.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/STqpp667AQI/AAAAAAAAAJc/QPWnBNxNlQU/s1600-h/PB271706.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276716451074081026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/STqpp667AQI/AAAAAAAAAJc/QPWnBNxNlQU/s400/PB271706.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/447774387307700435-5875022085669595675?l=jamiealyssa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiealyssa.blogspot.com/feeds/5875022085669595675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=447774387307700435&amp;postID=5875022085669595675' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/447774387307700435/posts/default/5875022085669595675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/447774387307700435/posts/default/5875022085669595675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiealyssa.blogspot.com/2008/12/thanksgiving-in-washington.html' title='Thanksgiving in Washington'/><author><name>Jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08161246336882899658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/TPGLw1eovmI/AAAAAAAAAhc/uPTGaFHL6Pw/S220/187.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/STq-eh_RafI/AAAAAAAAALk/NCuKHq7vD7M/s72-c/PB301784.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-447774387307700435.post-4347028534527462719</id><published>2008-11-28T16:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T16:09:27.393-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Anyone can comment now...</title><content type='html'>After a request from my brother-in-law and mom, anyone can leave comments now. I didn't know how to change it to public, but figured out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/447774387307700435-4347028534527462719?l=jamiealyssa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiealyssa.blogspot.com/feeds/4347028534527462719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=447774387307700435&amp;postID=4347028534527462719' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/447774387307700435/posts/default/4347028534527462719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/447774387307700435/posts/default/4347028534527462719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiealyssa.blogspot.com/2008/11/anyone-can-comment-now.html' title='Anyone can comment now...'/><author><name>Jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08161246336882899658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/TPGLw1eovmI/AAAAAAAAAhc/uPTGaFHL6Pw/S220/187.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-447774387307700435.post-1085253888560859759</id><published>2008-11-24T15:08:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T15:31:44.193-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes...</title><content type='html'>Around this time of the year, our minds start to go millions of different directions. &lt;strong&gt;Sometimes &lt;/strong&gt;(like today) I wake up and can't wait to crawl back into my bed at the end of the day. So here I am, back in my bed and instead of laying here listening to the million of thoughts I have, I decided to just vent on my blog... hey &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; what its here for right? So if you wanna read on... go for it, if you don't want to hear what I have to say with my current swirling mind, I hope you enjoyed your Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sometimes&lt;/strong&gt; the real world just sucks. I envy my high school kids some days because they have it so easy! Finances suck, rent sucks, student loans suck, drama sucks, being tired sucks, getting up at the crack butt of dawn sucks, wood floors suck (I need to sweep mine), the top of dressers suck (they get so damned cluttered), and white sheets suck (especially when you have wood floors).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sometimes&lt;/strong&gt; I am just too indecisive. EVERYDAY I question what I want to get my certifications for my Master's in. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Some days&lt;/span&gt; its math. Other days I HATE numbers. Today I want it in English, but not the essay side of it. Other days I really want to do PE and Health, but don't want to be in sweats all day. What the heck do I want to teach? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Some days&lt;/span&gt; I even think German would be fun... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;woozers&lt;/span&gt;, I need to figure it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And EVERYTHING costs money. I am not a big fan of that! Rent seriously is like buying fireworks... why not just light the money on fire and watch it burn? Groceries sure run out a lot faster when you buy them yourself (and live with three girls). And seriously is it necessary for Tide to cost ten dollars or more? Damn I just want clean clothes and panties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;strong&gt;sometimes&lt;/strong&gt; I am a complete, selfish grump, and need to pull my head out of my butt... as in RIGHT NOW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to look at the glass half FULL, not empty! I have so much to be thankful for its amazing. I am truly blessed! We all are! Yes I can't figure out what I want my teaching certificates in, but I got into a Master's program ON MY OWN! I did it! Yes finances suck, but I have a nice house that I live in with three of my best friends, food to eat every day, a working washer and dryer for my clothes, a full time job that has full benefits, making me completely insured, and a car that is reliable and cute at the same time with it's little ski rack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sometimes&lt;/strong&gt; we feel sorry for ourselves. We play the "poor me" card. I hate that! WHO CARES! We have to remember that life is about ourselves. Its about serving God and others. I am serving God by following His plan and moving to Idaho. He has made it all work this far, so I know He will keep making it work. Secondly, we should live our lives to serve OTHERS! Sometimes I feel that I don't do much at my job, but I know that I make a difference, whether big or small in those student's lives. How are you serving God and others? Are you playing the "poor me card"? If you are...STOP! Remember that each of us has God,  family and friends that love us UNCONDITIONALLY. What can we do to show that back to them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, &lt;strong&gt;sometimes&lt;/strong&gt; we just need to lay in bed and &lt;em&gt;blog&lt;/em&gt; to kick our own butt's into gear to look at life in a positive light and know that EVERYTHING will ALWAYS work out the way it is meant to.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/447774387307700435-1085253888560859759?l=jamiealyssa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiealyssa.blogspot.com/feeds/1085253888560859759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=447774387307700435&amp;postID=1085253888560859759' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/447774387307700435/posts/default/1085253888560859759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/447774387307700435/posts/default/1085253888560859759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiealyssa.blogspot.com/2008/11/sometimes.html' title='Sometimes...'/><author><name>Jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08161246336882899658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/TPGLw1eovmI/AAAAAAAAAhc/uPTGaFHL6Pw/S220/187.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-447774387307700435.post-2676840806207010035</id><published>2008-11-23T14:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T14:05:37.722-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SOS please someone help me!</title><content type='html'>Can anyone tell me how I put links to other people blogs? Like on all of yours I can click on a name and go to their blog, I can't seem to figure it out on mine... HELP?! Also, you guys all get super cute layouts... Cara as christmas, Erin has flowers, I have plain Jane! How do I change it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/447774387307700435-2676840806207010035?l=jamiealyssa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiealyssa.blogspot.com/feeds/2676840806207010035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=447774387307700435&amp;postID=2676840806207010035' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/447774387307700435/posts/default/2676840806207010035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/447774387307700435/posts/default/2676840806207010035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiealyssa.blogspot.com/2008/11/sos-please-someone-help-me.html' title='SOS please someone help me!'/><author><name>Jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08161246336882899658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/TPGLw1eovmI/AAAAAAAAAhc/uPTGaFHL6Pw/S220/187.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-447774387307700435.post-4214907069607575003</id><published>2008-11-22T14:25:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T14:30:40.017-08:00</updated><title type='text'>An update!</title><content type='html'>Hi all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing too exciting to say or post right now. I am laying in bed typing this with the 24 hour flu. After working at Centennial, my body has decided to take on every germ I come across. I got sick last night and am feeling a little better today. 7-Up, water, crackers, and Joe are a God send.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its snowing here today! HUGE flakes which means it is wet, but that also means that the mountains are getting dumped on. I can't wait to ski.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joe and I are leaving here on Wednesday to drive home for Thanksgiving. I can't wait to see everyone. I can't wait to see Avery walk and hear her talk (everytime I try and talk to her on the phone she goes mute). It will be a much needed, relaxing, and yummy Thanksgiving break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope everyone is having a nice weekend!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/447774387307700435-4214907069607575003?l=jamiealyssa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiealyssa.blogspot.com/feeds/4214907069607575003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=447774387307700435&amp;postID=4214907069607575003' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/447774387307700435/posts/default/4214907069607575003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/447774387307700435/posts/default/4214907069607575003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiealyssa.blogspot.com/2008/11/update.html' title='An update!'/><author><name>Jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08161246336882899658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/TPGLw1eovmI/AAAAAAAAAhc/uPTGaFHL6Pw/S220/187.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-447774387307700435.post-3179068381114126662</id><published>2008-11-14T16:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T16:40:29.256-08:00</updated><title type='text'>NNU Volleyball Game</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Chelsea, Allison, the senior of the night Amanda, Amy, and Me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SR4ZyajFPOI/AAAAAAAAAJU/UbY128St8GY/s1600-h/PB081694_01.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268676967980678370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SR4ZyajFPOI/AAAAAAAAAJU/UbY128St8GY/s400/PB081694_01.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SR4ZxpJOD2I/AAAAAAAAAJM/b58PvkuzW9E/s1600-h/PB081692.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268676954718867298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SR4ZxpJOD2I/AAAAAAAAAJM/b58PvkuzW9E/s400/PB081692.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; With Chelsea and Amy &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cheering on Amanda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SR4ZxQvNr0I/AAAAAAAAAJE/Cf4jgwLljG8/s1600-h/PB081684.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268676948167339842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SR4ZxQvNr0I/AAAAAAAAAJE/Cf4jgwLljG8/s400/PB081684.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; With the Peltons&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My roommate Amanda is the only senior on this years NNU Volleyball team. Saturday night was her "senior night". We all went and supported her. It was alot of fun becuase our good friend Amy Carroll drove in from Portland so it was GREAT to see her. Afterwards we played some beer pong and hot tubbed. On Sunday we all went to church and breakfast. Allison and I spent the rest of the day watching episode after episode of Grey's Anatomy.... ADDICTING! Then we had our sunday night soccer game (which we tied damnit). It was a great long 4 days weekend!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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/447774387307700435-3179068381114126662?l=jamiealyssa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiealyssa.blogspot.com/feeds/3179068381114126662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=447774387307700435&amp;postID=3179068381114126662' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/447774387307700435/posts/default/3179068381114126662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/447774387307700435/posts/default/3179068381114126662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiealyssa.blogspot.com/2008/11/nnu-volleyball-game.html' title='NNU Volleyball Game'/><author><name>Jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08161246336882899658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/TPGLw1eovmI/AAAAAAAAAhc/uPTGaFHL6Pw/S220/187.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SR4ZyajFPOI/AAAAAAAAAJU/UbY128St8GY/s72-c/PB081694_01.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-447774387307700435.post-7776786737964052634</id><published>2008-11-14T16:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T16:32:21.912-08:00</updated><title type='text'>4 Day Weekend!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Last weekend I spent my much anticipated 4-day weekend up in Cascade, ID. Joe's family owns a cabin up there, so we went and spent two nights and three days in the cold winter weather. Thursday night we went for drive and found hot springs. On a hike into some, we found some gigantic kitty paws that would have kicked our butts if crossed. Friday we spent the morning 4-wheeling through the mountains and snow. It was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; of fun and BEAUTIFUL up in the hilltops. We did a little shooting with Joe's pistol and found some bear tracks... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;hummm&lt;/span&gt; I though bears were already snug in their beds at this time of the year! It was so nice to get out of town for a few days! Friday night we went up to the top of a mountain range (the same range as Tamarack) and watched the sunset. It was amazing!!&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SR4XTTb9eTI/AAAAAAAAAI8/aqJupaY-Zeg/s1600-h/PB071683.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268674234472560946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SR4XTTb9eTI/AAAAAAAAAI8/aqJupaY-Zeg/s400/PB071683.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On top of the mountain watching the sunset&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SR4XS0f_FkI/AAAAAAAAAI0/1tkxt-LemPs/s1600-h/PB071674.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268674226167944770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SR4XS0f_FkI/AAAAAAAAAI0/1tkxt-LemPs/s400/PB071674.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Joe jumping on the 4-wheeler&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SR4Wr3pa7pI/AAAAAAAAAIs/OtDjETskaxM/s1600-h/PB071679.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268673556997926546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SR4Wr3pa7pI/AAAAAAAAAIs/OtDjETskaxM/s400/PB071679.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SR4WrgrctmI/AAAAAAAAAIk/dP1pLkxpEg8/s1600-h/PB071676.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268673550832416354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SR4WrgrctmI/AAAAAAAAAIk/dP1pLkxpEg8/s400/PB071676.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me (looking good says Joe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SR4Wq09asWI/AAAAAAAAAIc/0HoOCGVhxe4/s1600-h/PB061671.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268673539096621410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SR4Wq09asWI/AAAAAAAAAIc/0HoOCGVhxe4/s400/PB061671.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finding the hot springs... shortly after we turned around thanks to the big kitty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/447774387307700435-7776786737964052634?l=jamiealyssa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiealyssa.blogspot.com/feeds/7776786737964052634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=447774387307700435&amp;postID=7776786737964052634' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/447774387307700435/posts/default/7776786737964052634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/447774387307700435/posts/default/7776786737964052634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiealyssa.blogspot.com/2008/11/4-day-weekend.html' title='4 Day Weekend!!'/><author><name>Jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08161246336882899658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/TPGLw1eovmI/AAAAAAAAAhc/uPTGaFHL6Pw/S220/187.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SR4XTTb9eTI/AAAAAAAAAI8/aqJupaY-Zeg/s72-c/PB071683.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-447774387307700435.post-2420069261016250613</id><published>2008-11-06T08:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T08:58:36.092-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY FIRST BIRTHDAY AVERY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO THE WORLD'S MOST AMAZING NIECE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SRMgazxEQXI/AAAAAAAAAIU/HAUi1DvcQ9s/s1600-h/PB120250.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265588034270937458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SRMgazxEQXI/AAAAAAAAAIU/HAUi1DvcQ9s/s400/PB120250.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Exactly one year ago today, around 11:11 am, my life changed forever. My amazing sister Tiffany, blessed us all with a wonderful little addition to our family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SRMgaZ4Yi4I/AAAAAAAAAIM/5IouUcD4yrc/s1600-h/P7011244.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265588027322305410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SRMgaZ4Yi4I/AAAAAAAAAIM/5IouUcD4yrc/s400/P7011244.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The first time I saw you Avery, I was speechless. Only tears could express the love, amazement, and beauty that I felt in those first moments. How was it possible to be spilling with love after only meeting someone for 20 seconds?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SRMgaKeNYEI/AAAAAAAAAIE/EDw_IStWPdk/s1600-h/P3240187.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265588023185989698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SRMgaKeNYEI/AAAAAAAAAIE/EDw_IStWPdk/s400/P3240187.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Avery you have changed my world. You make me want to be a better person so that I can be a role model to you. I have become extremely over protective, over sensitive, and willing to be there for you at any second. And I'm only your aunt, imagine what your amazing parents feel!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SRMgZ0_AiTI/AAAAAAAAAH8/_8eeEASLifo/s1600-h/Copy+of+PB060224.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265588017417980210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SRMgZ0_AiTI/AAAAAAAAAH8/_8eeEASLifo/s400/Copy+of+PB060224.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is so fun to watch you learn to turn over, c&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;rawl, and &lt;/span&gt;walk (although I haven't seen this yet). I love your laugh, your lop sided smile, and love to see how much you love your mommy, daddy, and almost new born new brother! Stay str&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ong l&lt;/span&gt;ittle Avis Pavis, always listen to your parents and mind them, for they know whats best for you ALWAYS! Always read (even if the books are upside down), learn, build, grow and smile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy Birthday Avery, and thank you for changing my life for the better! I LOVE YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/447774387307700435-2420069261016250613?l=jamiealyssa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiealyssa.blogspot.com/feeds/2420069261016250613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=447774387307700435&amp;postID=2420069261016250613' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/447774387307700435/posts/default/2420069261016250613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/447774387307700435/posts/default/2420069261016250613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiealyssa.blogspot.com/2008/11/happy-first-birthday-avery.html' title='HAPPY FIRST BIRTHDAY AVERY!'/><author><name>Jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08161246336882899658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/TPGLw1eovmI/AAAAAAAAAhc/uPTGaFHL6Pw/S220/187.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SRMgazxEQXI/AAAAAAAAAIU/HAUi1DvcQ9s/s72-c/PB120250.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-447774387307700435.post-7526852997298661040</id><published>2008-11-01T18:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T18:38:12.193-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Halloween!</title><content type='html'>H-A-Double L- O- Double U- Double E- ... that spells Halloween. I know, I know, your thinking "what the heck" but that was a song I learned in third grade to help spell the word "Halloween". If you need the tune, call me and I will sing it to you =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Halloween night all the girls went to dinner because it was Allison's 22 birthday. After dinner we came back to our house and threw a little Halloween Bash. We shook a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;yuka&lt;/span&gt;, had two beer pong tables, and had yummy Jungle Juice. My &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;roomies&lt;/span&gt; and I all dressed up in jersey's with jean skirts (except Paige who was a hunter). I was a Minnesota Twin, Allison was a San Diego Charger, Amanda was an Indianapolis Colt, Chelsea was Amanda (she wore her volleyball uniform). Other people came as a maid, Harry Potter, Obama. Shawn was Will Ferrell on Semi-Pro, and Joe and his friend Andy were old cranky sisters complete with wigs with curlers in them, lit sticks, coffee mugs, nighties, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;panty&lt;/span&gt; hose, and slippers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone had a safe, fun, and spooky Halloween!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SQ0DGdPN9uI/AAAAAAAAAH0/NUfXBWN2PJo/s1600-h/PA311670.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263866948928534242" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SQ0DGdPN9uI/AAAAAAAAAH0/NUfXBWN2PJo/s400/PA311670.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SQ0DFwyF6lI/AAAAAAAAAHs/SoeVn1hnyns/s1600-h/PA311658.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263866936995211858" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SQ0DFwyF6lI/AAAAAAAAAHs/SoeVn1hnyns/s400/PA311658.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SQ0DFNb8UZI/AAAAAAAAAHk/GBDWxBJH2zY/s1600-h/PA311656.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263866927507067282" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SQ0DFNb8UZI/AAAAAAAAAHk/GBDWxBJH2zY/s400/PA311656.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SQ0DEhGJW-I/AAAAAAAAAHc/BP1-peB8H4E/s1600-h/PA311653.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263866915604487138" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SQ0DEhGJW-I/AAAAAAAAAHc/BP1-peB8H4E/s400/PA311653.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/447774387307700435-7526852997298661040?l=jamiealyssa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiealyssa.blogspot.com/feeds/7526852997298661040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=447774387307700435&amp;postID=7526852997298661040' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/447774387307700435/posts/default/7526852997298661040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/447774387307700435/posts/default/7526852997298661040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiealyssa.blogspot.com/2008/11/happy-halloween.html' title='Happy Halloween!'/><author><name>Jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08161246336882899658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/TPGLw1eovmI/AAAAAAAAAhc/uPTGaFHL6Pw/S220/187.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SQ0DGdPN9uI/AAAAAAAAAH0/NUfXBWN2PJo/s72-c/PA311670.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-447774387307700435.post-5186895268406871136</id><published>2008-11-01T18:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T18:18:28.090-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Boise State Fever</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I never thought that I would be a Bronco fan. Well... I guess I am now =). Joe said that now I was putting down roots in Idaho, I needed to become a Bronco. After dinner one night he took me to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Blue&lt;/span&gt; and Orange store and bought me my first &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;BSU&lt;/span&gt; item (please see the cute &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;hoodie&lt;/span&gt; in the pictures below). Paige, Joe, and I went to a sport bar called &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Elliott'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt; and watched &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;BSU&lt;/span&gt; beat San Jose last week. There was not one person that wasn't wearing orange or blue, and with every play that went in favor of the broncos, the place ERUPTED! It was a great atmosphere and I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;enjoyed&lt;/span&gt; having a beer, eating hot wings, and cheering on my new hometown team!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SQz-m9Wi4kI/AAAAAAAAAHU/obDN7gYxjt8/s1600-h/PA241647.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263862009746874946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SQz-m9Wi4kI/AAAAAAAAAHU/obDN7gYxjt8/s400/PA241647.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SQz-mj9o6nI/AAAAAAAAAHM/EbL84ZExlOk/s1600-h/PA241648.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263862002931526258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SQz-mj9o6nI/AAAAAAAAAHM/EbL84ZExlOk/s400/PA241648.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GO BRONCOS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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/447774387307700435-5186895268406871136?l=jamiealyssa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiealyssa.blogspot.com/feeds/5186895268406871136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=447774387307700435&amp;postID=5186895268406871136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/447774387307700435/posts/default/5186895268406871136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/447774387307700435/posts/default/5186895268406871136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiealyssa.blogspot.com/2008/11/boise-state-fever.html' title='Boise State Fever'/><author><name>Jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08161246336882899658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/TPGLw1eovmI/AAAAAAAAAhc/uPTGaFHL6Pw/S220/187.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SQz-m9Wi4kI/AAAAAAAAAHU/obDN7gYxjt8/s72-c/PA241647.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-447774387307700435.post-958566368049718604</id><published>2008-10-25T17:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T17:51:03.512-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Jamie Kellett...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SQO-x8geC6I/AAAAAAAAAHE/F3y2zx1SEio/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261258554964052898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 123px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 86px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SQO-x8geC6I/AAAAAAAAAHE/F3y2zx1SEio/s400/images.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dear Jamie &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Kellett&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am please to inform you that you application has been approved and that you are admitted to George Fox University's Master of Arts in Teaching program with an authorization level in Secondary Education and an endorsement in Health/PE and Basic Math!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got into Graduate school! I will be attending the George Fox University Boise &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Branch&lt;/span&gt; starting in January 2009. I will be in school for 16 months and will graduate with a Master's degree and teaching and my teaching certificate. This is a HUGE answer to prayer! I am pretty excited! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/447774387307700435-958566368049718604?l=jamiealyssa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiealyssa.blogspot.com/feeds/958566368049718604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=447774387307700435&amp;postID=958566368049718604' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/447774387307700435/posts/default/958566368049718604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/447774387307700435/posts/default/958566368049718604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiealyssa.blogspot.com/2008/10/dear-jamie-kellett.html' title='Dear Jamie Kellett...'/><author><name>Jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08161246336882899658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/TPGLw1eovmI/AAAAAAAAAhc/uPTGaFHL6Pw/S220/187.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SQO-x8geC6I/AAAAAAAAAHE/F3y2zx1SEio/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-447774387307700435.post-9019604590278003342</id><published>2008-10-21T21:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T21:59:19.556-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mandi and Andi's Wedding</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SP6ybSeXJCI/AAAAAAAAAGk/RQjb9JGbanU/s1600-h/PA181635.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259837596700714018" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SP6ybSeXJCI/AAAAAAAAAGk/RQjb9JGbanU/s400/PA181635.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SP6ybmI8__I/AAAAAAAAAGs/GYYaQnwtdU8/s1600-h/PA181640.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259837601979629554" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SP6ybmI8__I/AAAAAAAAAGs/GYYaQnwtdU8/s400/PA181640.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SP6yb4TxJQI/AAAAAAAAAG0/wdleGr-BEUc/s1600-h/PA181641_01.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259837606856828162" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SP6yb4TxJQI/AAAAAAAAAG0/wdleGr-BEUc/s400/PA181641_01.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SP6ycLeqQiI/AAAAAAAAAG8/fvjFulm1Cmg/s1600-h/PA181642_01.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259837612002787874" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SP6ycLeqQiI/AAAAAAAAAG8/fvjFulm1Cmg/s400/PA181642_01.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SP6xS03naPI/AAAAAAAAAF8/kj-p0d7Br0k/s1600-h/PA181620.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259836351802992882" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SP6xS03naPI/AAAAAAAAAF8/kj-p0d7Br0k/s400/PA181620.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SP6xTIBxEkI/AAAAAAAAAGE/q7fsFKSurfk/s1600-h/PA181624_01.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259836356945842754" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SP6xTIBxEkI/AAAAAAAAAGE/q7fsFKSurfk/s400/PA181624_01.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SP6xTSJEG2I/AAAAAAAAAGM/3ldi5BoXv9c/s1600-h/PA181627_01.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259836359660804962" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SP6xTSJEG2I/AAAAAAAAAGM/3ldi5BoXv9c/s400/PA181627_01.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SP6xUf6FHWI/AAAAAAAAAGU/eTMMK3uE2Dw/s1600-h/PA181631_01.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259836380535922018" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SP6xUf6FHWI/AAAAAAAAAGU/eTMMK3uE2Dw/s400/PA181631_01.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SP6xUxyn3SI/AAAAAAAAAGc/XqTT_5njQy8/s1600-h/PA181632.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259836385336483106" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SP6xUxyn3SI/AAAAAAAAAGc/XqTT_5njQy8/s400/PA181632.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Congrat Andy and Mandi! They were married this past weekend in Hidden Springs, Boise. I was a bridesmaid and had a great time! The wedding was beautiful! Mandi was a stunning bride. It was outside at an old barn. The weather totally cooperated and we had 72 degrees! The reception was a blast... I led the Macarana and Cha Cha Slide (Jamie dancing? WEIRD)! Afterwards, completely spur of the moment, Joe and I jumped into the car and droe to Jackpot, Nevada. We met up with some friends and played Craps, Jackpot, and Slots! I was EXHAUSTED! We came back Sunday and had two soccer games that night! The weekend was a BUSY yet full of fun and new beginnings and experiences! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PS- I will post more pictures when we get them of the wedding, but this is all I had on my camera!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/447774387307700435-9019604590278003342?l=jamiealyssa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiealyssa.blogspot.com/feeds/9019604590278003342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=447774387307700435&amp;postID=9019604590278003342' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/447774387307700435/posts/default/9019604590278003342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/447774387307700435/posts/default/9019604590278003342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiealyssa.blogspot.com/2008/10/mandi-and-andis-wedding.html' title='Mandi and Andi&apos;s Wedding'/><author><name>Jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08161246336882899658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/TPGLw1eovmI/AAAAAAAAAhc/uPTGaFHL6Pw/S220/187.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SP6ybSeXJCI/AAAAAAAAAGk/RQjb9JGbanU/s72-c/PA181635.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-447774387307700435.post-7966749150178538283</id><published>2008-10-21T21:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T21:42:25.466-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Table Rock</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;If you are ever in the Treasure Valley in the early morning or after dark, you will see a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;huge&lt;/span&gt; cross that is all lit up in the mountains. This cross is know as Table Rock. Just below the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;foothills&lt;/span&gt; is a flat &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;plateau&lt;/span&gt; that you can drive up to, hike around, and sit and watch some amazing sunsets. Joe and I made it up to Table Rock the other day just in time for the sunset which is one of my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;favorite&lt;/span&gt; things to see!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SP6tRAnymeI/AAAAAAAAAFc/w2BTxyChCB8/s1600-h/PA131599_01.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259831922551593442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SP6tRAnymeI/AAAAAAAAAFc/w2BTxyChCB8/s400/PA131599_01.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SP6tRUvOEhI/AAAAAAAAAFk/xY-18FBjk7I/s1600-h/PA131602_01.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259831927951462930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SP6tRUvOEhI/AAAAAAAAAFk/xY-18FBjk7I/s400/PA131602_01.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Joe and I watching the sunset&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SP6tRqBxKII/AAAAAAAAAFs/Oj-ayiTtIDw/s1600-h/PA131614.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259831933666404482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SP6tRqBxKII/AAAAAAAAAFs/Oj-ayiTtIDw/s400/PA131614.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Cross at Table Rock&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SP6tSAdu0oI/AAAAAAAAAF0/y5lSzRERB6E/s1600-h/PA131618.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259831939689271938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SP6tSAdu0oI/AAAAAAAAAF0/y5lSzRERB6E/s400/PA131618.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I thought this was a cool picture of my car and the back side of the cross&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A verse comes to mind when I think about this place and these special moments that I shared with myself and Joe when we were there. It is a verse that my dad has referred to many times and I really never completely and who &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;heartily&lt;/span&gt; understood the meaning until now...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"And we know that in all things God works for the good and those who love him, who have been called according to his purpose." --Romans 8:28&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This verse touches me because God has really blessed me with this move to Idaho. I came here out on a limb, no job, hardly any money, huge student loans, but God leading my path. Now I have a job that I love, an amazing boyfriend, amazing friends, soccer, and a dream to get my masters in teaching. I do miss my friends and especially my family from back home, but right now I can honestly say I am truly happy with where I am in my life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/447774387307700435-7966749150178538283?l=jamiealyssa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiealyssa.blogspot.com/feeds/7966749150178538283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=447774387307700435&amp;postID=7966749150178538283' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/447774387307700435/posts/default/7966749150178538283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/447774387307700435/posts/default/7966749150178538283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiealyssa.blogspot.com/2008/10/table-rock.html' title='Table Rock'/><author><name>Jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08161246336882899658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/TPGLw1eovmI/AAAAAAAAAhc/uPTGaFHL6Pw/S220/187.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SP6tRAnymeI/AAAAAAAAAFc/w2BTxyChCB8/s72-c/PA131599_01.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-447774387307700435.post-8242863273448129806</id><published>2008-10-10T16:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T16:42:42.801-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Trip to Washington</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SPZ8Z0woJ-I/AAAAAAAAAFM/mXPZZRNf5rg/s1600-h/PA031577.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257526398102808546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SPZ8Z0woJ-I/AAAAAAAAAFM/mXPZZRNf5rg/s320/PA031577.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SPZ8aGGpHeI/AAAAAAAAAFU/6cnfW62QZCw/s1600-h/PA031578.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257526402758548962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SPZ8aGGpHeI/AAAAAAAAAFU/6cnfW62QZCw/s320/PA031578.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SPVcdUN1V7I/AAAAAAAAAEU/dzY86smfW8o/s1600-h/PA021543.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257209798737614770" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SPVcdUN1V7I/AAAAAAAAAEU/dzY86smfW8o/s320/PA021543.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SPVcdhjkLzI/AAAAAAAAAEc/TSemEDpNJtQ/s1600-h/PA021553.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257209802318425906" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SPVcdhjkLzI/AAAAAAAAAEc/TSemEDpNJtQ/s320/PA021553.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SPVcd3FXb3I/AAAAAAAAAEk/lw6mlDTIBno/s1600-h/PA021557.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257209808097341298" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SPVcd3FXb3I/AAAAAAAAAEk/lw6mlDTIBno/s320/PA021557.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SPVcd1VjbpI/AAAAAAAAAEs/pNB2jjCT9sY/s1600-h/PA031570.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257209807628365458" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SPVcd1VjbpI/AAAAAAAAAEs/pNB2jjCT9sY/s320/PA031570.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SPVceBT2pWI/AAAAAAAAAE0/XmnAHFrHDyk/s1600-h/PA031572.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257209810842461538" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SPVceBT2pWI/AAAAAAAAAE0/XmnAHFrHDyk/s320/PA031572.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I AM BACK! I really do suck at this whole blogging thing! But I promise to get better! How is everyone? Idaho is sure turning into fall. The day Joe and I drove back to Washington it was 90 degrees, and last Friday it was snowing in Boise... WHO KNOWS! But I can tell you this, my joints told me the weather was changing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we drove home and Joe got a chance to meet the family, hopefully they liked him =)! No they did. Thursday monring I was woken up by my favorite sister's and AVERY! It was such a treat to see her. She is getting SOOO big and her smile, giggle, attempt to step, and give kisses, melted my heart! She kisses her baby brother... so cute. When Joe and her met it was hilarious. She wouldn't let go of me. But he won her over pretty quick and gave her a cute nickname "Goose". We took her to the park and found out I was the world's meanest Aunt because we were swinging away until Joe pointed out that she was shaking like a leaf. Opps. Friday we went to Mom's tennis match, and dad gave us a tour of the most awesome castle in Wash. Friday night we had a BIG family dinner and it was so nice to be with everyone laughing, being loud, and joking around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is so nice having my bed here in Idaho. I sleep much better now. Mandi's wedding is this weekend so I will be busy with that. We have two soccer games this weekend too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am looking for some good fall date ideas... anyone got any ideas?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/447774387307700435-8242863273448129806?l=jamiealyssa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiealyssa.blogspot.com/feeds/8242863273448129806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=447774387307700435&amp;postID=8242863273448129806' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/447774387307700435/posts/default/8242863273448129806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/447774387307700435/posts/default/8242863273448129806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiealyssa.blogspot.com/2008/10/trip-to-washington.html' title='Trip to Washington'/><author><name>Jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08161246336882899658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/TPGLw1eovmI/AAAAAAAAAhc/uPTGaFHL6Pw/S220/187.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SPZ8Z0woJ-I/AAAAAAAAAFM/mXPZZRNf5rg/s72-c/PA031577.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-447774387307700435.post-5041970860654718179</id><published>2008-09-28T16:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T17:20:34.168-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Diary</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have realized that blogging is like keeping a diary... if you don't update it frequently, you get WAY behind. And if you truly want to be a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;blogger&lt;/span&gt; in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;cyber&lt;/span&gt; world, I guess I need to get my act together =) Lots to update you guys on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;First and foremost, I want to say Happy Birthday to the most amazing sister and best friend. Happy 28&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; Birthday Tiffany! I am so proud of the amazing person, mom, wife, sister, and friend you have become. Every year, you amaze me even more and I hope to be half the mom and wife you are someday. Happy Belated Birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SOAUpL4bpjI/AAAAAAAAACs/4XVQFmodfvc/s1600-h/P5110040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251219863310673458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SOAUpL4bpjI/AAAAAAAAACs/4XVQFmodfvc/s200/P5110040.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SOAUpfCMhwI/AAAAAAAAAC0/C7eocNfUuEA/s1600-h/DSC02314.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251219868451899138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SOAUpfCMhwI/AAAAAAAAAC0/C7eocNfUuEA/s200/DSC02314.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Second... I have a cold, a BAD cold and it SUCKS! I came home from work the other day (Tuesday) and Joe had come over while I was at school, and left me Tylenol Cold, Air Born, my favorite Cough Drops, Tea, and Chicken Noodle Soup. It was such a nice &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;surprise&lt;/span&gt; since I was so grateful because I was feeling so crummy. He left me a note saying that he hid another &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;surprise&lt;/span&gt; in my room. I called him, thanked him, and asked him where the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;surprise&lt;/span&gt; was. Of course he wouldn't tell me so he sent me on a scavenger hunt! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He later on text messaged me with a hint "you'll find your fix at the end of the sixty-six" What the heck was that suppose to mean?! After I tore my whole room apart, I wrote him back saying I can't find ANYTHING! My next clue was "your treasure awaits in a dark place, and inside you'll find your prize" What the heck was the suppose to mean? My &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;mattress&lt;/span&gt; was over turned, and clothes all over the floor... still no prize. I looked in one last drawer and opened my bible. In my bible was a Moxie Java Gift card and a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;powerball&lt;/span&gt; ticket. The first clue made sense now... my coffee "fix" was at the end of the "sixty-sixth" book of the bible. This picture is of me and my torn apart room! But all-in-all, Joe is amazing and so cute to do something like that for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251226190876137522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SOAaZf5mWDI/AAAAAAAAAC8/X0X6ElEI-wU/s200/P9231512.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least, on Friday we threw Mandi's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Bach.&lt;/span&gt; Party! We went and had a super yummy dinner at the Reef and then took &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Mandi &lt;/span&gt;to Dirty Little Roddy's to ride the bull! We had a fun time! Enjoy the pictures!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The Girls&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251230138734023698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SOAd_S0RFBI/AAAAAAAAADs/4uiS6RfZGRo/s200/P9261515.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Megan, Me, and the Bride to Be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251230149778608466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SOAd_79gEVI/AAAAAAAAAD0/4ZAIeUoqmbo/s200/P9261517.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Ride em' cowboy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SOAcbaeZg-I/AAAAAAAAADE/3-el_6Bfjvs/s1600-h/P9261515.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SOAcb527vqI/AAAAAAAAADM/0cYb5iXwUP0/s1600-h/P9261516.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SOAccMDo-3I/AAAAAAAAADU/p1D_9aLa5LE/s1600-h/P9261517.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SOAccHbI5VI/AAAAAAAAADc/lWQW1Py2tdQ/s1600-h/P9261529.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SOAccrlBgiI/AAAAAAAAADk/PPuRZOxkNfY/s1600-h/P9261530.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SOAcbaeZg-I/AAAAAAAAADE/3-el_6Bfjvs/s1600-h/P9261515.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SOAcb527vqI/AAAAAAAAADM/0cYb5iXwUP0/s1600-h/P9261516.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SOAccMDo-3I/AAAAAAAAADU/p1D_9aLa5LE/s1600-h/P9261517.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SOAccHbI5VI/AAAAAAAAADc/lWQW1Py2tdQ/s1600-h/P9261529.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SOAccrlBgiI/AAAAAAAAADk/PPuRZOxkNfY/s1600-h/P9261530.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251230157490866562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SOAeAYsPyYI/AAAAAAAAAD8/btG83Yal_U4/s200/P9261529.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Falling off the bull&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251230156817587314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SOAeAWLuXHI/AAAAAAAAAEE/OX0jjrt0xKg/s200/P9261530.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251230163148695362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SOAeAtxLZ0I/AAAAAAAAAEM/P7QNB1LnBQY/s200/P9261532.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Love you Mandi!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/447774387307700435-5041970860654718179?l=jamiealyssa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiealyssa.blogspot.com/feeds/5041970860654718179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=447774387307700435&amp;postID=5041970860654718179' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/447774387307700435/posts/default/5041970860654718179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/447774387307700435/posts/default/5041970860654718179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiealyssa.blogspot.com/2008/09/dear-diary.html' title='Dear Diary'/><author><name>Jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08161246336882899658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/TPGLw1eovmI/AAAAAAAAAhc/uPTGaFHL6Pw/S220/187.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SOAUpL4bpjI/AAAAAAAAACs/4XVQFmodfvc/s72-c/P5110040.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-447774387307700435.post-6667990007335343529</id><published>2008-09-23T18:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T18:16:54.928-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Anniversary Mom and Dad!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SNmTissykkI/AAAAAAAAAB8/OtSrDUOkG-c/s1600-h/621036353_1000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249389065000882754" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SNmTissykkI/AAAAAAAAAB8/OtSrDUOkG-c/s200/621036353_1000.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SNmTi6PE4SI/AAAAAAAAACE/HDH4nD4D9II/s1600-h/P7281287.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249389068634349858" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SNmTi6PE4SI/AAAAAAAAACE/HDH4nD4D9II/s200/P7281287.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SNmTjS6XrGI/AAAAAAAAACM/Pm-KE42-57E/s1600-h/P7251191.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249389075258387554" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SNmTjS6XrGI/AAAAAAAAACM/Pm-KE42-57E/s200/P7251191.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SNmTj-PLDjI/AAAAAAAAACU/Ay4urVUQuQ8/s1600-h/P6291198.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249389086888365618" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SNmTj-PLDjI/AAAAAAAAACU/Ay4urVUQuQ8/s200/P6291198.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SNmTkVGe2rI/AAAAAAAAACc/C5I5V3bvqJQ/s1600-h/Tiffany+and+Kory+Wedding+13+065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249389093025929906" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SNmTkVGe2rI/AAAAAAAAACc/C5I5V3bvqJQ/s200/Tiffany+and+Kory+Wedding+13+065.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy Anniversary to two of the most amazing people in my life! Today, September 23, is my parent's 30&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; wedding anniversary. In this day and age, when the divorce rate is over 50%, I think that it is incredible that two people can make it through some of life's biggest &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;obstacles&lt;/span&gt; together. My parents have made it through thick and thin, funny and sad, death and birth, and much more. In my short 23 years of life I have grown up with two loving parents that put one another first, and set an example for us &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Kellett&lt;/span&gt; girls how love and marriage should be. One day I hope to be waking up to my best friend, lover, and soul mate, and know that we made it through 30 years just like my parents have. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy Anniversary mom and dad! I LOVE YOU!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/447774387307700435-6667990007335343529?l=jamiealyssa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiealyssa.blogspot.com/feeds/6667990007335343529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=447774387307700435&amp;postID=6667990007335343529' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/447774387307700435/posts/default/6667990007335343529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/447774387307700435/posts/default/6667990007335343529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiealyssa.blogspot.com/2008/09/happy-anniversary-mom-and-dad.html' title='Happy Anniversary Mom and Dad!'/><author><name>Jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08161246336882899658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/TPGLw1eovmI/AAAAAAAAAhc/uPTGaFHL6Pw/S220/187.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SNmTissykkI/AAAAAAAAAB8/OtSrDUOkG-c/s72-c/621036353_1000.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-447774387307700435.post-7178890863793895445</id><published>2008-09-20T14:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T14:35:40.620-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Predicting the weather!</title><content type='html'>Instead of getting my BA in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Kinesiology&lt;/span&gt;, I should have gone in the profession of "cute weather woman" on the local news broadcast... aka &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;meteorologist&lt;/span&gt; and here is why...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A year and a half ago I was dancing on a table in downtown Boise. I was pushed off the table and landed on my left elbow, breaking the radial head straight down the middle. About 6 months later, Joe and I were eating and Red Robin, and I said "Wow &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; weird, my elbow just started acting up and is all achy." Sure enough no less than 5 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;minutes&lt;/span&gt; later, it started HAILING!!! I was stoked to be now in the club of the 90 year old geriatrics that say they can predict the weather changing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was helping a student this week with his history homework when all of a sudden my bum knee and elbow started aching. "Uh oh" I said "the weather is going to change". My supervising teacher, was sitting at her desk, and goes "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; crazy, I just read that we are suppose to be having thunderstorms."  Sure enough, all day &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Friday&lt;/span&gt; my joints acted up and at 7:00 last night, thunder, lighting, rain, and wind hit the Treasure Valley of Idaho. I called it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because people think I am crazy about my weather predicting abilities, I looked up my diagnosis:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Weather-related joint pain is typically seen in patients with osteoarthritis, rheumatoid arthritis, and other arthritic conditions.  It can affect any load-bearing joint, but is most common in hips, knees, elbows, shoulders and hands.  The joints contain sensory nerves called &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;baro&lt;/span&gt;-receptors which respond to changes in atmospheric pressure.  These receptors especially react when there is low barometric pressure, meaning the atmosphere has gone from dry to moist, like when it is going to rain.&lt;br /&gt;“When pressure in the environment changes, we know that the amount of fluid in the joint or the pressure inside the joint fluctuates with it,” says Dr. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Parvizi&lt;/span&gt;.  “Individuals with arthritic joints feel these changes much more because they have less cartilage to provide cushioning.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is also proven I found out, that this atmospheric pressure change can cause migraines as well. Sure enough, I have had more migraines this week than usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So moral of the story... 1) I am amazing and 2) If you need to know the weather for a trip, hike, picnic, etc, I am your weather girl!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/447774387307700435-7178890863793895445?l=jamiealyssa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiealyssa.blogspot.com/feeds/7178890863793895445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=447774387307700435&amp;postID=7178890863793895445' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/447774387307700435/posts/default/7178890863793895445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/447774387307700435/posts/default/7178890863793895445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiealyssa.blogspot.com/2008/09/predicting-weather.html' title='Predicting the weather!'/><author><name>Jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08161246336882899658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/TPGLw1eovmI/AAAAAAAAAhc/uPTGaFHL6Pw/S220/187.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-447774387307700435.post-431350754839536379</id><published>2008-09-17T15:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T15:55:44.985-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The "S" Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SNGJPUAeovI/AAAAAAAAABU/E1_vqbbJV40/s1600-h/P9121442.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247125937025098482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SNGJPUAeovI/AAAAAAAAABU/E1_vqbbJV40/s320/P9121442.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Satan (Shawn) and Chelsea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SNGJPiaBWFI/AAAAAAAAABc/9VYduKuPUQ4/s1600-h/P9121446.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247125940890327122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SNGJPiaBWFI/AAAAAAAAABc/9VYduKuPUQ4/s320/P9121446.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Suzanne Summers and the Siamese Twins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SNGJP4iTWsI/AAAAAAAAABk/XzxHsyiLSyM/s1600-h/P9121452.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247125946830641858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SNGJP4iTWsI/AAAAAAAAABk/XzxHsyiLSyM/s320/P9121452.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kate, Me, Chelsea, Steph, and Ember&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SNGJQcxi6EI/AAAAAAAAABs/lU2LsgziXD0/s1600-h/P9121455.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247125956558252098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SNGJQcxi6EI/AAAAAAAAABs/lU2LsgziXD0/s320/P9121455.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We had such a fun night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SNGJQzE3j8I/AAAAAAAAAB0/YvJSW_VfKrE/s1600-h/P9121462.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247125962544877506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SNGJQzE3j8I/AAAAAAAAAB0/YvJSW_VfKrE/s320/P9121462.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Shawn, me, Chelsea, and Joe&lt;br /&gt;Last Friday, Joe's roommate's fiance, threw a herself a birthday party. Everyone was supposed to wear something that started with the letter "s" since her name is Stephanie. I pondered for a couple days thinking about what I should do... should I dress up as a Slut? Should I wear brown clothes and paint my arms and face brown and be a piece of Sh*t? Hummm... this was a hard one to figure out. Chelsea and I, however, went as Siamese Twins! We wore a 3XL shirt and were connected at the hip... ALL NIGHT LONG! Mind you, we were drinking, and when females drink, they have to pee, so we stayed in character and stayed connected during that process as well! LOL!! Stephanie went as Suzanne Summers (see pictures for wire hanger "thigh master"). Her finace, Tyler, went as Stewart from Mad TV. Shawn (Chelsea's husband and Joe's brother) went as Satan, and Tyler and Katie Harding came as a Seattle Seahawk and a soccer player.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, I have made it through my first week and a half of work. I am really enjoying it. Never thought I'd be teaching math, study skills, and history, but I love it! I signed all the paper work yesterday and am an offical full time employee with the Boise Joint School District with benefits... I have my own insurance! Wow am I really old enough for that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have played in three soccer games now since my knee surgery. Although walking after the games is usually out of the question due to a sore knee and body (don't know how I used to be able to play 90 minute college games) I am LOVING IT! Joe makes me wear my brace and I am known as "squeaky" at the indoor center because it squeaks EVERY move I make!&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/447774387307700435-431350754839536379?l=jamiealyssa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiealyssa.blogspot.com/feeds/431350754839536379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=447774387307700435&amp;postID=431350754839536379' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/447774387307700435/posts/default/431350754839536379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/447774387307700435/posts/default/431350754839536379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiealyssa.blogspot.com/2008/09/s-party.html' title='The &quot;S&quot; Party'/><author><name>Jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08161246336882899658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/TPGLw1eovmI/AAAAAAAAAhc/uPTGaFHL6Pw/S220/187.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SNGJPUAeovI/AAAAAAAAABU/E1_vqbbJV40/s72-c/P9121442.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-447774387307700435.post-734215252441523614</id><published>2008-09-10T15:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T15:13:19.078-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Some pictures of Idaho...</title><content type='html'>Here are some pictures from the last two and a half weeks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SMhFhicddBI/AAAAAAAAAAs/afHXanu1_ds/s1600-h/P9061418.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244518208557118482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SMhFhicddBI/AAAAAAAAAAs/afHXanu1_ds/s320/P9061418.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Chelsea and I on her 24th birthday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SMhFh_jmJmI/AAAAAAAAAA0/E6A7xg5b0SQ/s1600-h/P9071424.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244518216371676770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SMhFh_jmJmI/AAAAAAAAAA0/E6A7xg5b0SQ/s320/P9071424.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Chelsea, Joe, and Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SMhFiWege7I/AAAAAAAAAA8/pF5yb60fEiI/s1600-h/P9071440.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244518222524349362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SMhFiWege7I/AAAAAAAAAA8/pF5yb60fEiI/s320/P9071440.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; At Mandi's Bridal Shower (she is the one to the left of me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SMhFirpWmsI/AAAAAAAAABE/mg07eemk7TQ/s1600-h/P8291361.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244518228206983874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SMhFirpWmsI/AAAAAAAAABE/mg07eemk7TQ/s320/P8291361.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A fun labor day weekend in McCall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SMhFjM3wK_I/AAAAAAAAABM/2UuxDl9fOM0/s1600-h/P8301398.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244518237125749746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SMhFjM3wK_I/AAAAAAAAABM/2UuxDl9fOM0/s320/P8301398.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Me and my really good friend Allison&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/447774387307700435-734215252441523614?l=jamiealyssa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiealyssa.blogspot.com/feeds/734215252441523614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=447774387307700435&amp;postID=734215252441523614' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/447774387307700435/posts/default/734215252441523614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/447774387307700435/posts/default/734215252441523614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiealyssa.blogspot.com/2008/09/some-pictures-of-idaho.html' title='Some pictures of Idaho...'/><author><name>Jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08161246336882899658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/TPGLw1eovmI/AAAAAAAAAhc/uPTGaFHL6Pw/S220/187.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/SMhFhicddBI/AAAAAAAAAAs/afHXanu1_ds/s72-c/P9061418.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-447774387307700435.post-6685264307518375630</id><published>2008-09-09T18:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T19:02:57.591-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome to my blog!</title><content type='html'>After an addicting year and a half of checking my sister's blog almost everyday, I decided that I would start my own since my life has changed so much in the past year! I often have a million thoughts running through my head, so why not write them down?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; So welcome... my name is Jamie and I just made one of the biggest changes in my life, moving back to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Nampa&lt;/span&gt;, Idaho...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I went to school for four years at Northwest Nazarene University were I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;received&lt;/span&gt; my BA in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Kinesiology&lt;/span&gt;, Recreation, Sports Management, and Coaching. After a year of working many part time jobs (all of which brought me new experiences) and much prayer and thought, I moved back to Idaho with no jobs and with a student loan that I will not bore you with because of the amount of zeros trailing that number.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The motivation that got me here and to keep on searching for my purpose in life was a faith for Jesus that has grown stronger throughout the months. I honestly do believe that God has blessed me with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;the best&lt;/span&gt; family in the world. I have two amazingly beautiful sisters that make me strive to be a better person everyday. They are my best friends and soul mates and without them I wouldn't be the woman that I am today... thank you Krista and Tiffany. Even thinking about what to write about my parents brings tears to my eyes, they are my hero's. They have supported my 100% in this move and I cannot thank them enough for encouraging my to follow the path that God is leading me down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here I am folks... Jamie Alyssa &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Kellett&lt;/span&gt;: 23 years old, athletic, caring, crazy, and loving. I encourage you to check this post often and give me any advice or butt kicking that I need along this crazy and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;unpredictable&lt;/span&gt; life!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/447774387307700435-6685264307518375630?l=jamiealyssa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamiealyssa.blogspot.com/feeds/6685264307518375630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=447774387307700435&amp;postID=6685264307518375630' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/447774387307700435/posts/default/6685264307518375630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/447774387307700435/posts/default/6685264307518375630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamiealyssa.blogspot.com/2008/09/welcome-to-my-blog.html' title='Welcome to my blog!'/><author><name>Jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08161246336882899658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyaqrD6wrFk/TPGLw1eovmI/AAAAAAAAAhc/uPTGaFHL6Pw/S220/187.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
