<?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-5957261765969215476</id><updated>2011-07-08T03:52:41.772-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Taking life  a day at a time....</title><subtitle type='html'>and crossing the bridge when I get there</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyceleste.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957261765969215476/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyceleste.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619353748510999607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>31</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5957261765969215476.post-5423442890811135196</id><published>2009-03-19T06:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T06:45:56.777-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Forever?</title><content type='html'>So yesterday I was telling my sweet class that I would be gone today and Friday.  Naturally, they asked why.  So I told them I was having a little surgery.   We had a kid in our class go into surgery about a month ago so it was not anything new to them. One of the boys asked if they were going to put me to sleep.  I told him yes.  As soon as I said that, one of my sweet little girls eyes got huge and she had a look of devistation on her face.  Her hand shot up and she blurted out, " are they putting you to sleep forever?!  Like you won't wake up?!"  The poor thing looked like she was going to bust out into tears.  I told her I would wake up and that I would be fine.  It was so sweet.  She must have had a pet put to sleep recentley. &lt;br /&gt;I tried to reasure her all day that I would be back Monday but that still didn't stop her from giving me a death grip bear hug on her way out of class.   I guess it taught me a lesson not to have pets because it is so complicated!  Just kidding.  I just don't like them!  &lt;br /&gt;Got to run!  More later!  See you when I wake up!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5957261765969215476-5423442890811135196?l=joyceleste.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyceleste.blogspot.com/feeds/5423442890811135196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5957261765969215476&amp;postID=5423442890811135196&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957261765969215476/posts/default/5423442890811135196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957261765969215476/posts/default/5423442890811135196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyceleste.blogspot.com/2009/03/forever.html' title='Forever?'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619353748510999607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5957261765969215476.post-6052735888001878699</id><published>2009-02-17T23:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T23:27:29.786-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Climb Every Mountain</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, in celebration of Presidents Day my roommates and sisters decided to go on an adventure. We went snowshoeing and it was so much fun. I had never gone and became a big fan. I loved every moment of it. Here are some of the pictures. This post was given the name it was because we did a very steep hike and I pushed myself pretty hard and accomplished something I would not have been able to do a year ago. In the last year I have lost 25 pounds and become a new stronger person. Honestly, I sometimes can't believe the things that I have been able to do. I wish it was coming of quicker but I am really happy with the changes that I have made and the person I am becoming. So heres to one of my mountains.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/SZu4KFVTxjI/AAAAAAAAASg/92Ok82vWG4g/s1600-h/IMG_4333.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/SZu4KFVTxjI/AAAAAAAAASg/92Ok82vWG4g/s320/IMG_4333.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304035469528647218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/SZu4KAyVGHI/AAAAAAAAASY/mZjSbAZXmxY/s1600-h/IMG_4334.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/SZu4KAyVGHI/AAAAAAAAASY/mZjSbAZXmxY/s320/IMG_4334.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304035468308191346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/SZu4J5TuCtI/AAAAAAAAASQ/NpcSHkAJAss/s1600-h/IMG_4330.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/SZu4J5TuCtI/AAAAAAAAASQ/NpcSHkAJAss/s320/IMG_4330.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304035466300754642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/SZu4JzyBhdI/AAAAAAAAASI/3zBMsUIN1iY/s1600-h/IMG_4338.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/SZu4JzyBhdI/AAAAAAAAASI/3zBMsUIN1iY/s320/IMG_4338.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304035464817247698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/SZu4JucMsuI/AAAAAAAAASA/vC_ry72zDmA/s1600-h/IMG_4344.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/SZu4JucMsuI/AAAAAAAAASA/vC_ry72zDmA/s320/IMG_4344.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304035463383528162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5957261765969215476-6052735888001878699?l=joyceleste.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyceleste.blogspot.com/feeds/6052735888001878699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5957261765969215476&amp;postID=6052735888001878699&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957261765969215476/posts/default/6052735888001878699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957261765969215476/posts/default/6052735888001878699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyceleste.blogspot.com/2009/02/climb-every-mountain.html' title='Climb Every Mountain'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619353748510999607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/SZu4KFVTxjI/AAAAAAAAASg/92Ok82vWG4g/s72-c/IMG_4333.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5957261765969215476.post-6781106823246231754</id><published>2009-02-17T22:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T23:12:17.921-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everybody Needs......</title><content type='html'>a Heidi and Jay in their life.&lt;br /&gt;A few weeks ago Jay and Heidi went to Disneyland.  The day before they left I found this in my email:&lt;span style="font-size:6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;$120 / night - Get Away this weekend!!!&lt;br /&gt;(Parent/Teacher Special $0 / night)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------&lt;div id=":5r" class="ArwC7c ckChnd"&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;------------------------------&lt;wbr&gt;------------------------------&lt;wbr&gt;------------------------------&lt;wbr&gt;------------------------------&lt;wbr&gt;--------&lt;br /&gt;Reply to: &lt;a href="mailto:heidizinha@gmail.com" target="_blank"&gt;hous-6584325464324651@&lt;wbr&gt;craiglist.org&lt;/a&gt; [?]&lt;br /&gt;Date: 2009-02-02, 10:53PM MST&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;House is 1270 square feet. 3 bedroom, 2 bath. Includes gourmet kitchen with some food. Washer and Dryer. Deluxe queen sized bed with 400 thread count sheets. Oversized microfiber couches. 46" HD flat screen TV with bluray player, surround sound, and wii entertainment system with several games. Exercise bike at facility--gym within 10 minutes. Clawfoot tub with aromatherapy bubblebath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Massage will be booked for Saturday morning--located just blocks from house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Book now for one night or for the whole weekend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Location: Downtown Springville&lt;br /&gt;* it's NOT ok to contact this poster with services or other commercial interests&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PostingID: 38746358726&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="TVBY0b"&gt;&lt;b&gt;2 attachments&lt;/b&gt; — &lt;a href="http://mail.google.com/mail/?ui=2&amp;amp;ik=74bbe1c33f&amp;amp;view=att&amp;amp;th=11f3e0e1d593afe4&amp;amp;disp=zip"&gt;Download all attachments&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;a target="_blank" href="http://mail.google.com/mail/?ui=2&amp;amp;ik=74bbe1c33f&amp;amp;view=att&amp;amp;th=11f3e0e1d593afe4&amp;amp;disp=imgs"&gt;View all images&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;table class="kFdlBc Dva3x" cellpadding="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="kVqJFe"&gt;&lt;span id=":5h"&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://mail.google.com/mail/?ui=2&amp;amp;ik=74bbe1c33f&amp;amp;view=att&amp;amp;th=11f3e0e1d593afe4&amp;amp;attid=0.1&amp;amp;disp=inline&amp;amp;realattid=f_fqr35ub70&amp;amp;zw"&gt;&lt;img class="tFroq" src="http://mail.google.com/mail/?ui=2&amp;amp;ik=74bbe1c33f&amp;amp;view=att&amp;amp;th=11f3e0e1d593afe4&amp;amp;attid=0.1&amp;amp;disp=thd&amp;amp;realattid=f_fqr35ub70&amp;amp;zw" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;IMG_0406.JPG&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;322K   &lt;span id=":5i"&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://mail.google.com/mail/?ui=2&amp;amp;ik=74bbe1c33f&amp;amp;view=att&amp;amp;th=11f3e0e1d593afe4&amp;amp;attid=0.1&amp;amp;disp=inline&amp;amp;realattid=f_fqr35ub70&amp;amp;zw"&gt;View&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;a href="http://mail.google.com/mail/?ui=2&amp;amp;ik=74bbe1c33f&amp;amp;view=att&amp;amp;th=11f3e0e1d593afe4&amp;amp;attid=0.1&amp;amp;disp=attd&amp;amp;realattid=f_fqr35ub70&amp;amp;zw"&gt;Download&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table class="kFdlBc Dva3x" cellpadding="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="kVqJFe"&gt;&lt;span id=":5f"&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://mail.google.com/mail/?ui=2&amp;amp;ik=74bbe1c33f&amp;amp;view=att&amp;amp;th=11f3e0e1d593afe4&amp;amp;attid=0.2&amp;amp;disp=inline&amp;amp;realattid=f_fqr366jc1&amp;amp;zw"&gt;&lt;img class="tFroq" src="http://mail.google.com/mail/?ui=2&amp;amp;ik=74bbe1c33f&amp;amp;view=att&amp;amp;th=11f3e0e1d593afe4&amp;amp;attid=0.2&amp;amp;disp=thd&amp;amp;realattid=f_fqr366jc1&amp;amp;zw" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;IMG_0435.JPG&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;519K   &lt;span id=":5g"&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://mail.google.com/mail/?ui=2&amp;amp;ik=74bbe1c33f&amp;amp;view=att&amp;amp;th=11f3e0e1d593afe4&amp;amp;attid=0.2&amp;amp;disp=inline&amp;amp;realattid=f_fqr366jc1&amp;amp;zw"&gt;View&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;a href="http://mail.google.com/mail/?ui=2&amp;amp;ik=74bbe1c33f&amp;amp;view=att&amp;amp;th=11f3e0e1d593afe4&amp;amp;attid=0.2&amp;amp;disp=attd&amp;amp;realattid=f_fqr366jc1&amp;amp;zw"&gt;Download&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's just say I cried.  They are amazing.  It was the perfect little get away. I could not have asked for a more perfect retreat if I couldn't be at the happiest place on earth with them.  Here are a few more pictures of what I did while I was there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/SZuwwc-WyHI/AAAAAAAAARg/cakIMoitq08/s1600-h/IMG_4272.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/SZuwwc-WyHI/AAAAAAAAARg/cakIMoitq08/s320/IMG_4272.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304027332616833138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Welcome note telling me of the many amenities the place had to offer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/SZuwwIOkYRI/AAAAAAAAARQ/6jVOrsiw-io/s1600-h/IMG_4270.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/SZuwwIOkYRI/AAAAAAAAARQ/6jVOrsiw-io/s320/IMG_4270.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304027327047688466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Amazing robe and pj's.  The best bed ever.  I have not slept that well for a LONG time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/SZuwwdADl2I/AAAAAAAAARY/etn3uOnDKCQ/s1600-h/IMG_4271.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/SZuwwdADl2I/AAAAAAAAARY/etn3uOnDKCQ/s320/IMG_4271.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304027332623964002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;High Def tv complete with snacks.  Yes I ate them all.   Guilty as charged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/SZuz_o5W25I/AAAAAAAAAR4/9nfiAfglD6Q/s1600-h/IMG_4280.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/SZuz_o5W25I/AAAAAAAAAR4/9nfiAfglD6Q/s320/IMG_4280.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304030892050013074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well at least I ate almost all of them.   Jay is so dang funny.  You can't really tell but the bag was stapled shut.  It made me laugh so hard.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/SZuwwgi-LUI/AAAAAAAAARw/kWm9OsF-KC0/s1600-h/IMG_4275.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/SZuwwgi-LUI/AAAAAAAAARw/kWm9OsF-KC0/s320/IMG_4275.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304027333575716162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/SZuwwhxBp1I/AAAAAAAAARo/hSbI7u6WtmU/s1600-h/IMG_4274.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/SZuwwhxBp1I/AAAAAAAAARo/hSbI7u6WtmU/s320/IMG_4274.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304027333903099730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This needs no explanation.  Ahhh........ Thanks guys.  You helped make a very stressful week amazing and relaxing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5957261765969215476-6781106823246231754?l=joyceleste.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyceleste.blogspot.com/feeds/6781106823246231754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5957261765969215476&amp;postID=6781106823246231754&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957261765969215476/posts/default/6781106823246231754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957261765969215476/posts/default/6781106823246231754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyceleste.blogspot.com/2009/02/everybody-needs.html' title='Everybody Needs......'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619353748510999607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/SZuwwc-WyHI/AAAAAAAAARg/cakIMoitq08/s72-c/IMG_4272.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5957261765969215476.post-1459531526275450471</id><published>2009-02-17T22:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T22:42:55.326-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Heart Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/SZusNOEAIjI/AAAAAAAAARA/alvF2AckMkI/s1600-h/IMG_4316.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/SZusNOEAIjI/AAAAAAAAARA/alvF2AckMkI/s320/IMG_4316.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304022329272050226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There comes a point in life where things are just good.   I am at that point.   I really enjoy my role in life right now.  I will be honest I usually dread Valentines Day but this year I was really excited to celebrate the people I love and enjoy the love that people give to me.   My kids were so excited about Valentines this year and they invited the kids in the life skills class to come and join us at our party.  It was so cute to see them interact with them and my sweet little Maddy said "Miss Edwards did you see how happy they were when we gave them our Valentines?"  It melted my heart.  That is what Valentines is all about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/SZusM5vDuuI/AAAAAAAAAQw/wqB4k1eWzqA/s1600-h/IMG_4299.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/SZusM5vDuuI/AAAAAAAAAQw/wqB4k1eWzqA/s320/IMG_4299.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304022323815496418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On Valentines Day I got up and did my work out with Heidi, took lunch to a friend, had lunch with my bff, then played some tetris with Heidi.   I got my butt kicked but I love that game so much it didn't matter.   That night Jay and Heidi made Katy and I an amazing dinner.  It was amazing and I felt loved.  No Valentines is complete without my flowers from dad.  It was a great day.  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/SZusNI5kyWI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/-X4vWIZ1JlU/s1600-h/IMG_4311.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/SZusNI5kyWI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/-X4vWIZ1JlU/s320/IMG_4311.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304022327886137698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mae was dancing to her Tinkerbell song.  It was so cute.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/SZusNDnVCqI/AAAAAAAAARI/GSY4NdPB6fE/s1600-h/IMG_4320.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/SZusNDnVCqI/AAAAAAAAARI/GSY4NdPB6fE/s320/IMG_4320.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304022326467431074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mae checking out her sweet Valentine gifts.  It was a lovely day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5957261765969215476-1459531526275450471?l=joyceleste.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyceleste.blogspot.com/feeds/1459531526275450471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5957261765969215476&amp;postID=1459531526275450471&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957261765969215476/posts/default/1459531526275450471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957261765969215476/posts/default/1459531526275450471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyceleste.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-heart-day.html' title='Happy Heart Day!'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619353748510999607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/SZusNOEAIjI/AAAAAAAAARA/alvF2AckMkI/s72-c/IMG_4316.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5957261765969215476.post-3795069927824981019</id><published>2008-10-17T21:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T22:03:33.094-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fall Break!</title><content type='html'>Yeah for fall!  It has always been one of my favorite seasons.  I love when the trees start to change color, the air gets crisp, and most importantly Utah decides to give teachers a three day break!  Lovely! Lovely! Lovely!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/SPlratRLLrI/AAAAAAAAAM8/H8vb51N6vQk/s1600-h/IMG_3479.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/SPlratRLLrI/AAAAAAAAAM8/H8vb51N6vQk/s320/IMG_3479.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258352146504167090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was so nice on Wednesday to walk away from my classroom knowing that I would not have to be back until Tuesday.  So Wednesday after school I went shopping and to dinner with Sherry and Heidi.  It was a lot of fun.  Yesterday, I woke up late, went to the gym, came home and went shopping with Heidi.  That was basically an all day affair.  Came home and watched a movie with the roommates. &lt;br /&gt;Today was the real amazing day though.  I did not get out of my pajamas until around 9:30 pm when I decided to take a shower!  It was heavenly here are a few of my projects today.&lt;br /&gt;Woke up around 10 and made my to do list.  It was rather long but I got most of it done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/SPlmnJ86CBI/AAAAAAAAAMU/K6haHlLdwks/s1600-h/IMG_3498.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/SPlmnJ86CBI/AAAAAAAAAMU/K6haHlLdwks/s320/IMG_3498.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258346862804076562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I finally folded and hung my clothes.  I had to touch up a few things to make sure they were back in color code! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/SPlmncbFZuI/AAAAAAAAAMc/l6IMY5uEgrI/s1600-h/IMG_3497.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/SPlmncbFZuI/AAAAAAAAAMc/l6IMY5uEgrI/s320/IMG_3497.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258346867762489058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Next, I moved on to the billions of socks that needed to be matched.  Then I deep cleaned my closet (which is pretty good size)  I filed a huge stack of papers, cleaned my dresser and took out a whole garbage bag of crap.  It felt amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/SPlmm0iRb4I/AAAAAAAAAMM/uyDg60PjHRQ/s1600-h/IMG_3499.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/SPlmm0iRb4I/AAAAAAAAAMM/uyDg60PjHRQ/s320/IMG_3499.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258346857055219586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I then organized my movies.  Updated my list and put back in alphabetical order. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/SPlmny65kQI/AAAAAAAAAMk/MJ2h9mtCvdM/s1600-h/IMG_3496.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/SPlmny65kQI/AAAAAAAAAMk/MJ2h9mtCvdM/s320/IMG_3496.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258346873801511170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cleaned my bathroom sink, floor, toilet,  and  shower.  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/SPlpXpNjWdI/AAAAAAAAAMs/XcH1fXfKsao/s1600-h/IMG_3495.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/SPlpXpNjWdI/AAAAAAAAAMs/XcH1fXfKsao/s320/IMG_3495.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258349894852368850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made the bed and tidied up my room.  It was a fabulous day and I had to hurry and blog so I could cross that off my list of things to do.  I even got to cross off take a shower!  I am sure my roommates loved that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/SPlpX3m5P-I/AAAAAAAAAM0/A28v0Nuf0qg/s1600-h/IMG_3306.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/SPlpX3m5P-I/AAAAAAAAAM0/A28v0Nuf0qg/s320/IMG_3306.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258349898716757986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This day may seem boring to some but it made me feel wonderful and made me happy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5957261765969215476-3795069927824981019?l=joyceleste.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyceleste.blogspot.com/feeds/3795069927824981019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5957261765969215476&amp;postID=3795069927824981019&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957261765969215476/posts/default/3795069927824981019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957261765969215476/posts/default/3795069927824981019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyceleste.blogspot.com/2008/10/fall-break.html' title='Fall Break!'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619353748510999607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/SPlratRLLrI/AAAAAAAAAM8/H8vb51N6vQk/s72-c/IMG_3479.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5957261765969215476.post-1948637208947329180</id><published>2008-07-17T07:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T01:42:06.057-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I thought I would get myself caught up before I have to do a farewell to July as my next post!  I don't know why I have not posted these amazingly awesome pictures yet.  I look at them about everyday because they make me so happy!  At the end of June, Heidi called me and told me that she thought we should go to Disneyland.  It was very last minute but it was great.  I am so glad we went. Here is a play by play&lt;br /&gt;Day 1:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/SH9U_X_EtrI/AAAAAAAAAJA/7yqzXBJ06PA/s1600-h/IMG_2767.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/SH9U_X_EtrI/AAAAAAAAAJA/7yqzXBJ06PA/s320/IMG_2767.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223987540520122034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We left Mae with  Heidi's sister Shannon  and we were off to the park.  First stop was the Tower of Terror.  My favorite  but not so much Heidi's! &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/SH9U_srvXpI/AAAAAAAAAJI/KPT2xzb9vS8/s1600-h/IMG_2774.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/SH9U_srvXpI/AAAAAAAAAJI/KPT2xzb9vS8/s320/IMG_2774.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223987546076176018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next it was the California Screamer.  I love this action shot of  Heidi,  still not a favorite ride of hers!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/SH9VAApFISI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/GkCm-Myuz2o/s1600-h/IMG_2775.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/SH9VAApFISI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/GkCm-Myuz2o/s320/IMG_2775.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223987551433728290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Look at that mouth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/SH9VAXlM2CI/AAAAAAAAAJY/kicRzdlZdiA/s1600-h/IMG_2783.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/SH9VAXlM2CI/AAAAAAAAAJY/kicRzdlZdiA/s320/IMG_2783.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223987557591472162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We thought we would give Heids stomach a rest so we watched the Pixar parade.  It was so much fun.  It was packed with bubbles and lots of spraying water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 2: This was a big day.  We stayed in the park till it closed at midnight and then did some shopping down town disney!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/SH9WZ8RmHbI/AAAAAAAAAKg/skbMzaCPUV0/s1600-h/IMG_2890.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/SH9WZ8RmHbI/AAAAAAAAAKg/skbMzaCPUV0/s320/IMG_2890.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223989096449711538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Little Mae joins us in the park.  What a great adventure for her.  I love her in her ears!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/SH9VuYOB9UI/AAAAAAAAAJw/y5bAKRDtAW0/s1600-h/IMG_2833.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/SH9VuYOB9UI/AAAAAAAAAJw/y5bAKRDtAW0/s320/IMG_2833.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223988348036707650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mae was not so sure about the doggy!  They were so good with her though.  She warmed up throughout the day.  Sort of!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/SH9VumKDGYI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/NN0Z4sU6mCw/s1600-h/IMG_2852.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/SH9VumKDGYI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/NN0Z4sU6mCw/s320/IMG_2852.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223988351778101634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/SH9Vuz-FBqI/AAAAAAAAAKA/_cSxrZwoBp8/s1600-h/IMG_2853.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/SH9Vuz-FBqI/AAAAAAAAAKA/_cSxrZwoBp8/s320/IMG_2853.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223988355485992610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We waited in line so see dang Mickey and he was in some sailor get up.  Whats up with that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/SH9VvekXWnI/AAAAAAAAAKI/83vqCewf1E4/s1600-h/IMG_2865.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/SH9VvekXWnI/AAAAAAAAAKI/83vqCewf1E4/s320/IMG_2865.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223988366920866418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Next, after a short nap and to end Mae's day in the park we took her to the pixar parade.  She loved it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/SH9WZSA9fmI/AAAAAAAAAKY/hl2__dM5CHo/s1600-h/IMG_2877.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/SH9WZSA9fmI/AAAAAAAAAKY/hl2__dM5CHo/s320/IMG_2877.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223989085105651298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But whats not to love about something like this!  Honestly it was so much  stinking fun!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/SH9W8W6jp-I/AAAAAAAAAK4/KWQBboDiKUw/s1600-h/IMG_2913.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/SH9W8W6jp-I/AAAAAAAAAK4/KWQBboDiKUw/s320/IMG_2913.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223989687716390882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is not one of my favorite rides.  It makes me sick,  However I told Heidi I would ride it because she had ridden all the ones she didnt like for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/SH9W8t0uwlI/AAAAAAAAALA/29QeC82RfJE/s1600-h/IMG_2920.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/SH9W8t0uwlI/AAAAAAAAALA/29QeC82RfJE/s320/IMG_2920.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223989693865968210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In our teacup!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/SH9dfXlFZyI/AAAAAAAAAL4/EfGurL8nVK8/s1600-h/IMG_2924.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/SH9dfXlFZyI/AAAAAAAAAL4/EfGurL8nVK8/s320/IMG_2924.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223996886259951394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Trying not to throw up after the ride!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/SH9WaIMc03I/AAAAAAAAAKo/ak9TE7wORlI/s1600-h/IMG_2904.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/SH9WaIMc03I/AAAAAAAAAKo/ak9TE7wORlI/s320/IMG_2904.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223989099649356658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So for any of you who know Heidi you will understand this story.  We had fast passes for Splash Mountain for 10 at night.  Why we did that I am not sure.  Anyway, after feeling totally awesome and walking by all 45 mins of line. we get the front.  The lady asked us if we wanted the front of the back.  We both said that we didnt care.  Then the worker asked us if we were feeling adventurous.  Wrong thing to ask Heidi so we ended up in front and we were soaked by the end of the ride.  It was funny, yet cold!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/SH9WaX5bCBI/AAAAAAAAAKw/Md84dBtpAFQ/s1600-h/IMG_2906.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/SH9WaX5bCBI/AAAAAAAAAKw/Md84dBtpAFQ/s320/IMG_2906.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223989103864514578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wet from Head to toe!&lt;br /&gt;Day 3:&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/SH9W9pi1R0I/AAAAAAAAALQ/xtr_C8xJENs/s1600-h/IMG_2964.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/SH9W9pi1R0I/AAAAAAAAALQ/xtr_C8xJENs/s320/IMG_2964.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223989709897025346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is  us trying to  keep Mae entertained as we waited in  line for Dumbo.  She loved this ride but hated standing in line for it.  This is all we heard "Mae, Mae, Dumbo, please!'  Mae you have to wait your turn.  "Mae, Mae Dumbo, Turn!"  Dumbo Mae!  It was  cute for awhile and then I wanted to maul down the line so we could get her on the dang ride!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/SH9W90yQXjI/AAAAAAAAALY/_FhAnNAcMc4/s1600-h/IMG_2973.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/SH9W90yQXjI/AAAAAAAAALY/_FhAnNAcMc4/s320/IMG_2973.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223989712914505266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/SH9XS0H8FMI/AAAAAAAAALg/C5zBY1IaAlQ/s1600-h/IMG_2985.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/SH9XS0H8FMI/AAAAAAAAALg/C5zBY1IaAlQ/s320/IMG_2985.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223990073514267842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mae's all time favorite thing.  Playing in the water at A Bugs life.  It was so cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/SH9Xc-wZykI/AAAAAAAAALo/ozfKRWwDum8/s1600-h/IMG_2992.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/SH9Xc-wZykI/AAAAAAAAALo/ozfKRWwDum8/s320/IMG_2992.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223990248167033410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, she had to leave the park in a towel.  But thats ok as  long as she had Mickey and Minnie. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/SH9XdSXMD6I/AAAAAAAAALw/2q4ZIgcxuRk/s1600-h/IMG_3000.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5957261765969215476-1948637208947329180?l=joyceleste.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyceleste.blogspot.com/feeds/1948637208947329180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5957261765969215476&amp;postID=1948637208947329180&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957261765969215476/posts/default/1948637208947329180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957261765969215476/posts/default/1948637208947329180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyceleste.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-thought-i-would-get-myself-caught-up.html' title=''/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619353748510999607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/SH9U_X_EtrI/AAAAAAAAAJA/7yqzXBJ06PA/s72-c/IMG_2767.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5957261765969215476.post-7126438358337603651</id><published>2008-06-27T23:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T01:42:08.884-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Farewell to June</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I cant believe that the month is over here are a ton of pictures to show you a little of what I have been up too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/SGXfjZbv8yI/AAAAAAAAAGo/-n_etdDV0Nw/s1600-h/IMG_2628.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/SGXfjZbv8yI/AAAAAAAAAGo/-n_etdDV0Nw/s320/IMG_2628.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216821542594278178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Laura and Zach came to visit.  We had a great time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/SGXfj3Yy7YI/AAAAAAAAAGw/ACePVtMZA58/s1600-h/IMG_2630.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/SGXfj3Yy7YI/AAAAAAAAAGw/ACePVtMZA58/s320/IMG_2630.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216821550634954114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On Teresa's birthday we called everyone in the family and got a list of all the things we love about her and we heart attacked her house.  ( got to love keyless entry)  It was quite fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/SGXfkHL3m1I/AAAAAAAAAG4/c1R6va31tnk/s1600-h/IMG_2634.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/SGXfkHL3m1I/AAAAAAAAAG4/c1R6va31tnk/s320/IMG_2634.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216821554875702098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;While we were waiting for her to come home we had some fun outside.  (for the sake of Heidi and Katy I will not post the pictures of both of them losing to me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/SGXfknUz69I/AAAAAAAAAHA/7s8McL31ZYE/s1600-h/IMG_2636.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/SGXfknUz69I/AAAAAAAAAHA/7s8McL31ZYE/s320/IMG_2636.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216821563503143890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Can you tell who one?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/SGXgBnomX2I/AAAAAAAAAHI/PIdy48TX7bc/s1600-h/IMG_2644.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/SGXgBnomX2I/AAAAAAAAAHI/PIdy48TX7bc/s320/IMG_2644.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216822061802348386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shh.....don't let Aunt Teresa hear you  ( what we should have  told Mae was dont let her see you and you run down the hall!)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/SGXgB8DzjSI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/vO9vQqMioCk/s1600-h/IMG_2669.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/SGXgB8DzjSI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/vO9vQqMioCk/s320/IMG_2669.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216822067285167394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J Dawgs also had a small birthday party with hundreds of guests and cupcakes for all!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/SGXgCJGJYFI/AAAAAAAAAHY/SX3uHVqQcBA/s1600-h/IMG_2672.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/SGXgCJGJYFI/AAAAAAAAAHY/SX3uHVqQcBA/s320/IMG_2672.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216822070784647250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Still looks like he loves it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/SGXhVqa_haI/AAAAAAAAAHo/DsfzosC4Ib8/s1600-h/IMG_2706.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/SGXhVqa_haI/AAAAAAAAAHo/DsfzosC4Ib8/s320/IMG_2706.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216823505659594146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heidi and I took Mae to Veterans Memorial pool.  We had a great time.  Mae is quite the fish.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/SGXhWLe7J6I/AAAAAAAAAHw/NHLLru2PEdE/s1600-h/IMG_2713.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/SGXhWLe7J6I/AAAAAAAAAHw/NHLLru2PEdE/s320/IMG_2713.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216823514534455202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bathing  Beauty&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/SGXhVJMfc2I/AAAAAAAAAHg/r_UALnx71qc/s1600-h/IMG_2698.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/SGXhVJMfc2I/AAAAAAAAAHg/r_UALnx71qc/s320/IMG_2698.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216823496740402018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flag  retirement ceremony.  It was really awesome.  I can't wait to go again next year.  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/SGXhXNHt63I/AAAAAAAAAIA/DnYBxU1Ap54/s1600-h/IMG_2726.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/SGXhXNHt63I/AAAAAAAAAIA/DnYBxU1Ap54/s320/IMG_2726.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216823532153858930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aunts day out!  Katy and I took Haylee and Mae to Kangaroo Zoo.  We had lunch and ice cream.  It was really fun.  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/SGXiBWcURoI/AAAAAAAAAII/PtJ9zkip7DA/s1600-h/IMG_2729.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/SGXiBWcURoI/AAAAAAAAAII/PtJ9zkip7DA/s320/IMG_2729.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216824256210683522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ready to go home after working and playing so hard!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/SGXiCs9C6DI/AAAAAAAAAIY/BdFX8U4sHf0/s1600-h/IMG_2737.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/SGXiCs9C6DI/AAAAAAAAAIY/BdFX8U4sHf0/s320/IMG_2737.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216824279433406514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Later that day we went to hear Katy sing in a contest.  She rocked.  You can listen to her sing &lt;a href="http://dawgeatdawgworld.blogspot.com/2008/06/katy-belts.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;  I looked over and Heidi was crying.  (does not happen very often)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/SGXiWdY3gqI/AAAAAAAAAIw/UPEY_4DMXkA/s1600-h/IMG_2752.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/SGXiWdY3gqI/AAAAAAAAAIw/UPEY_4DMXkA/s320/IMG_2752.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216824618852516514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Waiting for the winners to be announced........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/SGXiXNatmPI/AAAAAAAAAI4/KtRsIKcdDIg/s1600-h/IMG_2760.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/SGXiXNatmPI/AAAAAAAAAI4/KtRsIKcdDIg/s320/IMG_2760.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216824631745157362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Who is more excited to hear that she won? Katy or Teresa?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/SGXiB81BwLI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/oGB9sAuskjY/s1600-h/IMG_2733.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/SGXiB81BwLI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/oGB9sAuskjY/s320/IMG_2733.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216824266514874546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mae was happy too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/SGXiEfVFDxI/AAAAAAAAAIo/JorEOtuGBqo/s1600-h/IMG_2746.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/SGXiEfVFDxI/AAAAAAAAAIo/JorEOtuGBqo/s320/IMG_2746.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216824310135852818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Watch out Aunt Katy I am the next star in this family!  Stay tuned for the next installment.  Prepare to be amazed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5957261765969215476-7126438358337603651?l=joyceleste.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyceleste.blogspot.com/feeds/7126438358337603651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5957261765969215476&amp;postID=7126438358337603651&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957261765969215476/posts/default/7126438358337603651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957261765969215476/posts/default/7126438358337603651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyceleste.blogspot.com/2008/06/farewell-to-june.html' title='Farewell to June'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619353748510999607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/SGXfjZbv8yI/AAAAAAAAAGo/-n_etdDV0Nw/s72-c/IMG_2628.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5957261765969215476.post-479034512797122289</id><published>2008-06-22T18:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T19:08:13.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tag your it again!</title><content type='html'>My friend Emily tagged me last week and I just remembered so I thought I better do it!  Thanks Em! Here it is, luckily for me it is rather short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;5 places I go over and over-&lt;/span&gt; My classroom, the bathroom, J Dawgs, Heidi and Jayson's house, Walmart&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;5 people who email me regularly-&lt;/span&gt; my dad (forwards) the activities person from my ward, facebook, google reader,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;5 favorite places to eat-&lt;/span&gt; CPK, Carrabbas, Bajio, my house, Pita Pit&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;5 places I would rather be-&lt;/span&gt; Disneyland, Oregon, in a cabin in the woods, Bear Lake, Kentucky&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;5 TV shows I watch all the time-&lt;/span&gt; Lost, Biggest Loser, John and Kate plus 8, Arrested Development, Food Network Channel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And the 5 peeps that I tag . . . &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Ashlee, Karissa, Amy, Alisa, Kate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5957261765969215476-479034512797122289?l=joyceleste.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyceleste.blogspot.com/feeds/479034512797122289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5957261765969215476&amp;postID=479034512797122289&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957261765969215476/posts/default/479034512797122289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957261765969215476/posts/default/479034512797122289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyceleste.blogspot.com/2008/06/tag-your-it-again.html' title='Tag your it again!'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619353748510999607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5957261765969215476.post-6240882364538174286</id><published>2008-06-15T18:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T01:42:10.002-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The good and the bad....</title><content type='html'>Recently I have been thinking of all the reasons I love my job.  Honestly, besides being a mother I don't know that it gets better then being a teacher.  It has its ups and it has its downs but mostly the ups outway the downs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/SFXD5mSmGEI/AAAAAAAAAF4/SIPhk4zsW7k/s1600-h/IMG_2618.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/SFXD5mSmGEI/AAAAAAAAAF4/SIPhk4zsW7k/s320/IMG_2618.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212287538049718338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the fact that I have a room full of kids that need me and I need them.   The last few weeks have been sort of weird for me.   I have had a really hard time coming off the school year.  Today as I was sitting in church I was thinking about how I have been feeling and the best way to describe it is like coming off a mission.  You come from a place with lots to do all the time where people need you, and you never know what is going to happen.  Then all of a sudden it stops and you have all this time on your hands.   I didn't take coming home off the mission very easily and this has been hard too.  I am trying to figure out what I am doing and also trying to relax a little too.&lt;br /&gt;On the last day of school I thought I was going to have a really hard day.  I had made a slide show and had some books to read to them.  Shockingly, I held myself together.  I didn't really cry.  However, when I came back into the room I found this.  I did get a little choked up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/SFXEuZtxFiI/AAAAAAAAAGA/yisvNOtEIwE/s1600-h/IMG_2619.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/SFXEuZtxFiI/AAAAAAAAAGA/yisvNOtEIwE/s320/IMG_2619.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212288445207090722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They are so adorable.  I really do miss them a lot.  It is hard not to wonder what they are doing each day. I have seen a few around town and that has been pretty fun.  I went to R's baseball game and he was up to bat when I got there.  He did not see me sit down and so I yelled his name and cheered him on.  He heard my voice and turned and gave me the biggest grin ever.  It just melted my heart.  Then he proceeded to yell to his mom that I was there.  It was so cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/SFXGc-OpVYI/AAAAAAAAAGI/pJGd_DKALeg/s1600-h/IMG_2660.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/SFXGc-OpVYI/AAAAAAAAAGI/pJGd_DKALeg/s320/IMG_2660.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212290344794281346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One last thing, on the last day I had a little boy bring me the cutest present ever.  Now, this little guy was my buddy.  He brought me flowers or an apple almost every day of the school year.  This was the sweetest gift though:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/SFXJIyobDpI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/yaRRott5wG4/s1600-h/IMG_2650.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/SFXJIyobDpI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/yaRRott5wG4/s320/IMG_2650.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212293296618671762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is a little cardboard box that is falling a part.  It was colored and he wrote my name on it.  When I opened it up I wanted to cry.  This is what I found&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/SFXKHpA1RZI/AAAAAAAAAGg/VEu2Rlhdr-E/s1600-h/IMG_2649.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/SFXKHpA1RZI/AAAAAAAAAGg/VEu2Rlhdr-E/s320/IMG_2649.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212294376368457106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that this is the sweetest box of treasures I have ever got.  He also wrote the sweetest card.  I just love this!  It is now sitting on my bookshelf as a reminder everyday of just how awesome my job is.  Thank you for all the support everyone gave me this year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5957261765969215476-6240882364538174286?l=joyceleste.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyceleste.blogspot.com/feeds/6240882364538174286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5957261765969215476&amp;postID=6240882364538174286&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957261765969215476/posts/default/6240882364538174286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957261765969215476/posts/default/6240882364538174286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyceleste.blogspot.com/2008/06/good-and-bad.html' title='The good and the bad....'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619353748510999607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/SFXD5mSmGEI/AAAAAAAAAF4/SIPhk4zsW7k/s72-c/IMG_2618.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5957261765969215476.post-6861685077233161691</id><published>2008-06-15T12:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T01:42:10.860-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Men In My Life...</title><content type='html'>Now I know that some of you might have just got really excited but I am not going to make any important announcements. Well, I am but not what you were thinking. I am talking about my dad and my brothers. They are all very important to me and I just wanted to share some thoughts about each of them.&lt;br /&gt;First My Dad:&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/SFVySP7OHLI/AAAAAAAAAFM/k4rNzVVtx9A/s1600-h/IMG_2471.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/SFVySP7OHLI/AAAAAAAAAFM/k4rNzVVtx9A/s320/IMG_2471.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212197801589349554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, I don't remember a time when I did not adore my dad.  I remember waiting for him everyday on the porch or at the front window.  I would wait to see his work car come down the street run out to the curb and greet him with a hug and kiss.  My dad always makes sure his kids are taken care of especially his girls. He is thoughtful and always makes sure he sends me flowers on Valentines day.  Even on my mission!  He is the best!  I really don't know of anyone who is a better friend, as willing to sacrifice, or as thoughtful as my dad.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how many times I have called me dad crying about something, knowing he is in another state and can't really do anything about it but he still listens anyway before he lovingly says, "Let me get your mom."   Thanks dad!  I love you!  I hope you have a great fathers day.  Even though Jayson reminded me that I stink because I didnt get my card in the mail and he did therefore keeping his "spot"  I really am thinking about you and your secret is safe with me we all know who your favorite really is!&lt;br /&gt;My Four Brothers: This lovely picture of Ryan and Tyler really says it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/SFVzQ8gQa1I/AAAAAAAAAFU/KME3zG3m9Zc/s1600-h/IMG_2476.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/SFVzQ8gQa1I/AAAAAAAAAFU/KME3zG3m9Zc/s320/IMG_2476.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212198878707739474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tyler is a goof ball but has a great heart.  He loves to make people smile and is fun to be around.  I am pretty sure he is going to be a great dad.  Ryan has this adorable little girl:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/SFV0hWJ4z0I/AAAAAAAAAFc/q4WxgrLcYno/s1600-h/IMG_2483.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/SFV0hWJ4z0I/AAAAAAAAAFc/q4WxgrLcYno/s320/IMG_2483.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212200259982774082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Haylee loves her daddy!  He is so sweet and gentle with her.  She adores him and he adores her.  It is pretty cute. Speaking of pretty cute check these guys out:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/SFV-PBPmG7I/AAAAAAAAAFo/GelsWU2VcVw/s1600-h/IMG_2668.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/SFV-PBPmG7I/AAAAAAAAAFo/GelsWU2VcVw/s320/IMG_2668.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212210940248202162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mae also loves her daddy!  She loves to go the shack and help dad out.  Here Mae is sporting her hot dog shirt and helping to pass out cupcakes for the shacks 4th birthday!  Jayson is patient and loving with Mae.  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/SFV-QG-nhdI/AAAAAAAAAFw/AajhbR9jHuU/s1600-h/IMG_2686.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/SFV-QG-nhdI/AAAAAAAAAFw/AajhbR9jHuU/s320/IMG_2686.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212210958967473618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Now that leaves Brandyn!  Brandyn has three active little boys who also love to be with him.  Brandyn always finds the time to take the boys fishing or out to play ball.  I love to watch them all together.  It is really cute. For some reason the computer will not upload the picture of them.  So I will keep trying and get it up later. &lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I am so thankful for all the great examples in my life.   I hope that my husband will live up to the these expectations.  Seriously, if he does he will be one great guy.  Love you all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5957261765969215476-6861685077233161691?l=joyceleste.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyceleste.blogspot.com/feeds/6861685077233161691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5957261765969215476&amp;postID=6861685077233161691&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957261765969215476/posts/default/6861685077233161691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957261765969215476/posts/default/6861685077233161691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyceleste.blogspot.com/2008/06/men-in-my-life.html' title='The Men In My Life...'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619353748510999607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/SFVySP7OHLI/AAAAAAAAAFM/k4rNzVVtx9A/s72-c/IMG_2471.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5957261765969215476.post-4902108510773911615</id><published>2008-06-05T22:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T01:42:11.882-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another one bites the dust!</title><content type='html'>About three weeks ago I had the pleasure of attending the sealing of one of my best friends, Kira.  Kira and I were missionary &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;companions&lt;/span&gt; for six months. We got to know each other really, really well.  I love her and it was so much fun to be at her wedding.  It was a great day. My parents were here and my dad took her pictures. It was a really long day but a wonderful day.  These are some of the shots I took on my camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/SEjH3_NyDAI/AAAAAAAAAEY/0GCUHl8l58o/s1600-h/IMG_2309.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208632733729950722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 218px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="194" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/SEjH3_NyDAI/AAAAAAAAAEY/0GCUHl8l58o/s320/IMG_2309.JPG" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is what we looked like as we first came out of the temple.  Happy and smiling. This is what we looked like after waiting over an hour for Kira to come out.  I still think she may have been showering or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/SEjH4Hdph-I/AAAAAAAAAEg/3KyAECsfdvY/s1600-h/IMG_2335.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208632735943985122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/SEjH4Hdph-I/AAAAAAAAAEg/3KyAECsfdvY/s320/IMG_2335.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Finally the happy couple came out!  Mr. and Mrs. Jackson!  Yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/SEjH4auXY3I/AAAAAAAAAEo/7rAckKndDaI/s1600-h/IMG_2346.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208632741114372978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/SEjH4auXY3I/AAAAAAAAAEo/7rAckKndDaI/s320/IMG_2346.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We were the foursome of our mission.  We all served with each other all in the same &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;rockin&lt;/span&gt; city of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Bardstown&lt;/span&gt;, Kentucky!  Yeah for us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/SEjH4_Qc5mI/AAAAAAAAAEw/rW9tC_cTykc/s1600-h/IMG_2358.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208632750921016930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/SEjH4_Qc5mI/AAAAAAAAAEw/rW9tC_cTykc/s320/IMG_2358.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A whole table of sisters at the reception.  I served with all but two of these lovely ladies. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/SEjH5CWyEHI/AAAAAAAAAE4/_SdAAXmAbTU/s1600-h/IMG_2379.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208632751752876146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/SEjH5CWyEHI/AAAAAAAAAE4/_SdAAXmAbTU/s320/IMG_2379.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/5957261765969215476-4902108510773911615?l=joyceleste.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyceleste.blogspot.com/feeds/4902108510773911615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5957261765969215476&amp;postID=4902108510773911615&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957261765969215476/posts/default/4902108510773911615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957261765969215476/posts/default/4902108510773911615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyceleste.blogspot.com/2008/06/another-one-bites-dust.html' title='Another one bites the dust!'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619353748510999607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/SEjH3_NyDAI/AAAAAAAAAEY/0GCUHl8l58o/s72-c/IMG_2309.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5957261765969215476.post-56388670275404539</id><published>2008-06-05T21:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T01:42:12.604-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Run like the wind!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/SEjDn1mS5tI/AAAAAAAAADw/haIbBgDnA5E/s1600-h/IMG_3034.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; For the past few months I have been working my can off! One of my new found hobbies is the fact that I sort of enjoy jogging. This was not an instant love by all means. In fact I had quite the love hate relationship at first. Now I have found that if I need to relax all I want to do is work out.&lt;br /&gt;So, anyway, I decided to participate in a run at Thanksgiving point called Running with Angels. Boy was I running with angels! My mom, Heidi, Katy and Teresa also ran/ walked it too! It was so awesome. I never had experienced anything like and would have never in a million years thought I could do something like that. Heidi and I started out together but then we got separated because she is a much faster runner. Plus I had to take about a 15 min detour at the bathroom. Seems to always be my issue! Here are some fun shots from the day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/SEjDpJkYhoI/AAAAAAAAAD4/hVtIQ0q8wSY/s1600-h/IMG_3038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208628080764552834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/SEjDpJkYhoI/AAAAAAAAAD4/hVtIQ0q8wSY/s320/IMG_3038.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is Heidi crossing the finish line!  She was my angel and came back to get me.  It was  good thing she did because look at me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/SEjDqPrw1GI/AAAAAAAAAEA/yGpf9fQ87eM/s1600-h/IMG_3040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208628099585987682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/SEjDqPrw1GI/AAAAAAAAAEA/yGpf9fQ87eM/s320/IMG_3040.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I am a mess!  I pretty much look like I am going to die.  I felt like it too!  Pretty sure my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;underwear&lt;/span&gt; is hanging out.  However, I have never been more proud of myself or so thankful for so many people believing in me.  I could not have done it with out Heidi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/SEjDq9XVs0I/AAAAAAAAAEI/4OUD9Ah8KfQ/s1600-h/IMG_3045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208628111848354626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/SEjDq9XVs0I/AAAAAAAAAEI/4OUD9Ah8KfQ/s320/IMG_3045.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; All of us after we were done.  Heidi and I went back for Katy and then all three of us went back for Teresa and my mom and we all crossed together.  It was awesome.  What a fun day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/SEjDrtlQQpI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/ieZxLfT_Tcw/s1600-h/IMG_3047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208628124791620242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/SEjDrtlQQpI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/ieZxLfT_Tcw/s320/IMG_3047.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Heidi is one of my angels!  She has helped me to believe in myself and has given me strength when I have wanted to quit.  I am so glad to have so many wonderful people in my life!  Thanks &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Heids&lt;/span&gt;.  I love you!&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/5957261765969215476-56388670275404539?l=joyceleste.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyceleste.blogspot.com/feeds/56388670275404539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5957261765969215476&amp;postID=56388670275404539&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957261765969215476/posts/default/56388670275404539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957261765969215476/posts/default/56388670275404539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyceleste.blogspot.com/2008/06/run-like-wind.html' title='Run like the wind!'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619353748510999607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/SEjDpJkYhoI/AAAAAAAAAD4/hVtIQ0q8wSY/s72-c/IMG_3038.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5957261765969215476.post-5223402317790748965</id><published>2008-06-02T09:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T09:25:19.501-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ahhh Summer...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.blogger.com/Macintosh%20HD"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.blogger.com/Macintosh%20HD" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is the first day of summer break!  Its only 10 in the morning and I am feeling so productive.  I have already gone to the gym, weeded my backyard, swept my backyard, cleaned out the fridge, made muffins, showered and had breakfast!  Now thats what I call vacation.   Now I am off to get some groceries, plants for my backyard and to get my brakes fixed on my beauty of a truck.  Just thought I would check in.   I have tons of pictures and stories from the last month.  Heck the way my day has started I could have all those blogged by tonight!  See you then!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5957261765969215476-5223402317790748965?l=joyceleste.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyceleste.blogspot.com/feeds/5223402317790748965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5957261765969215476&amp;postID=5223402317790748965&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957261765969215476/posts/default/5223402317790748965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957261765969215476/posts/default/5223402317790748965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyceleste.blogspot.com/2008/06/ahhh-summer.html' title='Ahhh Summer...'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619353748510999607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5957261765969215476.post-3353520145238017593</id><published>2008-05-12T20:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T01:42:13.181-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Take me out the the ballgame....</title><content type='html'>take me out the crowd. Buy me some peanuts and cracker Jacks (well, actually those are too high in points so why don't you just get me some rice and veggies!)  So it's root, root, root, for my brother if he cant throw it's a shame!  Yes!  He made it to the catcher!  Thats right Jayson threw the first pitch on Saturday at the BYU game.  It was so fun!  The weather was beautiful and I even got my first sunburn of the year.  I was really proud of my brother.  I may have even got a little teary eyed but I can't remember!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vTtBk2OqfbA&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vTtBk2OqfbA&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a few more shots from the game:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/SCkW7ANexEI/AAAAAAAAADE/qVgPmkoQ6Ok/s1600-h/IMG_2288.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/SCkW7ANexEI/AAAAAAAAADE/qVgPmkoQ6Ok/s320/IMG_2288.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199712447700583490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jayson, Heidi, Mae, Kendra, Stella, and Drew enjoying the game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/SCkX9QNexGI/AAAAAAAAADU/8Re81xkhc_E/s1600-h/IMG_2290.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/SCkX9QNexGI/AAAAAAAAADU/8Re81xkhc_E/s320/IMG_2290.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199713585866916962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cutest girls in the stadium!   Darn right!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/SCkX9gNexHI/AAAAAAAAADc/8WqNHCSGNiQ/s1600-h/IMG_2289.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/SCkX9gNexHI/AAAAAAAAADc/8WqNHCSGNiQ/s320/IMG_2289.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199713590161884274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quite possibly the cutest picture ever!  I love Mae's face.  She could be my daughter.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5957261765969215476-3353520145238017593?l=joyceleste.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyceleste.blogspot.com/feeds/3353520145238017593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5957261765969215476&amp;postID=3353520145238017593&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957261765969215476/posts/default/3353520145238017593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957261765969215476/posts/default/3353520145238017593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyceleste.blogspot.com/2008/05/take-me-out-the-ballgame.html' title='Take me out the the ballgame....'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619353748510999607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/SCkW7ANexEI/AAAAAAAAADE/qVgPmkoQ6Ok/s72-c/IMG_2288.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5957261765969215476.post-7537232860478079695</id><published>2008-04-06T11:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T11:58:31.656-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Almost Home.....</title><content type='html'>I know that it has been a long time since I have blogged.  I am sorry.  I hope that this story will make up for the lack of postings. Its a good one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This last Thursday after school Heidi called me and asked me if I wanted to take a walk.  I had just finished up eating my delicious low point dinner of chicken burritos and didn't want to ruin my exercise streak so I told her I would be right over.&lt;br /&gt;When I got there we put Mae and her cousin Ian in their stroller (much to their disliking) and started our brisk walk.  We got about 6 blocks down the street when my stomach started rumbling.  Uh oh!  Just push through it Joy it will be fine.  So we kept walking.  After another 2 blocks the rumbling got worse.  I was starting to wonder why I had eaten 2 Fiber One bars and burritos all in one day.  STUPID CHOICE. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.fitnessmantra.info/fitness/wp-content/uploads/2007/02/Fiber_One__Chewy_Bars__Oats_Chocolate.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.fitnessmantra.info/fitness/wp-content/uploads/2007/02/Fiber_One__Chewy_Bars__Oats_Chocolate.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this point in the walk I was not sure what was going to happen.  I was pretty certain that there had to be some sort of intervention because there was no way I was going to make it back to the house in time!  I told Heidi of my discomfort and told her we had to take quick action!  We kept walking.  My brisk pace was slowing down.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ahh&lt;/span&gt;.   The stomach was still rumbling and I was starting to sweat a little.  We passed by a school.  I knew it would be locked but we still went to check.  No luck.  Then I saw my ray of hope a church building with cars!  Yes! I would be saved.   I quickly waddled over to the door.   It was locked.  I started banging on the door.  No one came!  CRAP!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://pro.corbis.com/images/42-17407323.jpg?size=572&amp;amp;uid=%7B09511C76-9F3E-4D3D-9A70-D8009000FB72%7D"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://pro.corbis.com/images/42-17407323.jpg?size=572&amp;amp;uid=%7B09511C76-9F3E-4D3D-9A70-D8009000FB72%7D" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heidi then told me that there was a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;porta&lt;/span&gt;-potty at a park that was about 6 blocks away.  Let's go!  I said.  It was at this point that I had to start my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Lamaze&lt;/span&gt; breathing and told Heidi not to talk to me because I was focusing on not pooping my pants!  I am not kidding.  I was in so much pain. I was just about to face the facts and realize that I was going to be the first 25 year old to poop their pants when I saw the park.   With sweat dripping down my face, tears in my eyes, and an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;earthquake&lt;/span&gt; in my stomach I took off towards my saving grace! Normally, I am running away from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;porta&lt;/span&gt; potties because I think they are nasty but today i was praising the man who decided to put a pot in the local &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Springville&lt;/span&gt; park.  As I reached the door it said, "Almost Home"  Let me tell you, I have never been more thankful to be almost home!  It was a close call and I am glad I made it. It could have been UGLY!! &lt;br /&gt;So.. lets use this as a learning experience and and eat responsibly!  If you do choose to eat lots of fiber in one sitting you may want to wait a few hours before taking a walk.  You may wonder to far away from home!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5957261765969215476-7537232860478079695?l=joyceleste.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyceleste.blogspot.com/feeds/7537232860478079695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5957261765969215476&amp;postID=7537232860478079695&amp;isPopup=true' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957261765969215476/posts/default/7537232860478079695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957261765969215476/posts/default/7537232860478079695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyceleste.blogspot.com/2008/04/almost-home.html' title='Almost Home.....'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619353748510999607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5957261765969215476.post-2193054032403858892</id><published>2008-03-08T21:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T21:32:18.265-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tag I'm it!</title><content type='html'>So.... I was tagged about a month ago by Heidi and then a few weeks ago by Shareka so I guess I better give this a go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 years ago.... I was 15!  I don't really remember much as to what I was doing.  I think that this is the year I started tutoring Emerson.  Emerson is the sweetest boy I know.  He has autism and is one of my favorite people! I tutored him for 5 wonderful years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Five things on my to do list today.... well, the fact that it is 11:00pm the list is short.  I need to finish this, take the clothes off my bed, put on my pj's, brush teeth, get in bed and sleep!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snacks I enjoy... fruit, pretzels, gummy bears,popcorn, ice cream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If i suddenly became a billionaire.... I would buy a car from this decade, buy a house with a home theater and all the movies still on my want list.  I would also buy a home gym.  With the left over billions I would buy things for my friends and family and give to different charities. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 bad habits..... biting my nails, popping my knuckles, impulse buying of movies! saying yes to everyone, and snacking!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 jobs I have had... tutor for Emerson, mail girl at Helaman Halls, Jdawgs employee of the universe, and first grade teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 things most people don't know about me....&lt;br /&gt;1) the clothes in my closet are hung by color &lt;br /&gt;2) I think squirel tastes like chicken  &lt;br /&gt;3) I went into teaching so that I could eventually teach special education.  However, BYU changed their program while I was on my mission and I just wanted to be done.  I love what I am doing now but would also love to go back to school and do special ed&lt;br /&gt;4) I used to suck on rocks when I was little because I like the way dirt tastes.  I also love the way it smells after it rains.  ahhhh dirt!&lt;br /&gt;5) Singing is one of my favorite things to do.  Especially when no one is home or I am in the shower!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5957261765969215476-2193054032403858892?l=joyceleste.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyceleste.blogspot.com/feeds/2193054032403858892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5957261765969215476&amp;postID=2193054032403858892&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957261765969215476/posts/default/2193054032403858892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957261765969215476/posts/default/2193054032403858892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyceleste.blogspot.com/2008/03/tag-im-it.html' title='Tag I&apos;m it!'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619353748510999607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5957261765969215476.post-7892823901148671084</id><published>2008-03-03T20:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T21:23:06.146-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring is in the air!</title><content type='html'>As I look outside and see the flowers starting to pop out of the ground the branches on  the trees starting to bud it gives me a sense of happiness and excitement. The sun is shining and that means change is in the air.  Flowers have been hiding under the cold ground and the mountains of snow for months. However, as the sun continues to shine the  flowers will soon be in full bloom filling the air with color and fragrance! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.fabuloussavers.com/wallpapers/37_tulips_beautiful_flowers_desktopwallpaper_l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.fabuloussavers.com/wallpapers/37_tulips_beautiful_flowers_desktopwallpaper_l.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every year I look forward to spring and all the changes that take place.  The birds start singing again, the flowers bloom, the animals return from hiding, the earth is green.  Things are wonderful!  This year however, Spring is not only bringing new life to the earth but to me and my family.  The majority of my family have made some HUGE changes in their lives and I am excited to see the results.  It was hard for me to take the first step (in fact I was pretty stubborn! Sorry Heidi!) but thanks to the love and support of my family and friends I am going to do it!  I am going to take a deep breath of the fresh Spring air and awaken to a beautiful new me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5957261765969215476-7892823901148671084?l=joyceleste.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyceleste.blogspot.com/feeds/7892823901148671084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5957261765969215476&amp;postID=7892823901148671084&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957261765969215476/posts/default/7892823901148671084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957261765969215476/posts/default/7892823901148671084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyceleste.blogspot.com/2008/03/spring-is-in-air.html' title='Spring is in the air!'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619353748510999607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5957261765969215476.post-6165645319148558907</id><published>2008-01-31T19:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T19:40:52.414-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I once was LOST and now....</title><content type='html'>I am even more confused!  I have been waiting for the return of LOST for nine months now and it is finally here!  However, I am even more lost then ever. There are so many unanswered questions I guess I just need to keep watching but so far I am completely LOST to what is going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a.abc.com/media/primetime/lost/images/downloads/wallpaper/1280x960_LOST_wallpaper_jack.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://a.abc.com/media/primetime/lost/images/downloads/wallpaper/1280x960_LOST_wallpaper_jack.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I am seeing an old friend after a long absence. I was so happy that it was on I was doing the  dance and that does not happen for much these days.  Now I just hope that every one on the island is going to be ok!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5957261765969215476-6165645319148558907?l=joyceleste.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyceleste.blogspot.com/feeds/6165645319148558907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5957261765969215476&amp;postID=6165645319148558907&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957261765969215476/posts/default/6165645319148558907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957261765969215476/posts/default/6165645319148558907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyceleste.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-once-was-lost-and-now.html' title='I once was LOST and now....'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619353748510999607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5957261765969215476.post-7401481773054006141</id><published>2008-01-19T08:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-19T09:53:53.439-08:00</updated><title type='text'>But that's not fair!</title><content type='html'>If I had a dollar for every time I heard one of my sweet little students whine "but Teacher that's not fair" I would have the money to buy the new car that I need or the  cell phone, or a new townhouse! Unfortunately, they don't pay me the big bucks and all I  get from the whining is irritable and an occasional headache!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.cbdistributorsinc.com/images/Excedrine-Tension-Headache.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.cbdistributorsinc.com/images/Excedrine-Tension-Headache.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a week!  I guess every first year teacher is bound to have a week that would drive them to quit.  I should count my blessings that it took me this long to have the blessed event. &lt;br /&gt;The week started off great.  The kids were ready to learn and I had planned lots of great activities.  To bad we didn't get to do them because they spent a lot of time this week with their heads down instead! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.jupiterimages.com/common/detail/62/27/23212762.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://images.jupiterimages.com/common/detail/62/27/23212762.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the contributing factors to the kids out of control behavior was the obscene coldness and snowfall.  Normally I don't mind the cold and the snow falling but when it causes me to have 4 straight days of inside recess I soon wanted to pull my hair out and curse the weather!  Needless to say I told the principal if he did not let them go outside I would go nuts. So yesterday, when they announced that it was warm enough to go outside I shouted "yes, yes, yes!" and my kids were asking to stay inside.  I told them they all had to go outside.  &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;But teacher that is not fair.&lt;/span&gt;  Get over it! Life is not fair!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was driving to school on Wednesday  I smelled this really horrible stench and blamed it on the car in front of me. Then when I pulled into the parking lot and stopped my car I realized the smell was me and the smoke that was pouring out from underneath the hood was also me! Great.  I went to school and forgot about it.  I had bigger problems then a smoky car.  Who was going to help me dry the tears of the four tantrums that were thrown that day?  So after work I drove to the temple to get &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;my&lt;/span&gt; share of "but that's not fair!" complaints  out of my system.  As soon as I pulled up the smoke started again! UGH!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/49/130989559_05f42106aa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/49/130989559_05f42106aa.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the temple, my roommates fiance, Chase looked at it from me.  He told me that he thought it was the water hoses that has come undone and it was splattering on the engine.  He filled me up with water and told me I should be fine driving to school in the morning. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.okland-const.com/images/Hillcrest%20Elem%20(Ext%20-%201).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.okland-const.com/images/Hillcrest%20Elem%20(Ext%20-%201).jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the next day I get up go to school, survive a few more tantrums, and go to call the auto mechanic and couldn't get the call to go through.  Sweet.  My cell phone had died for the 4th time in the last two months.  Got to love LG!  Ran to Verizon they gave me new phone of the same crappy model and set me on my way.  By the time I get to the automotive shop my car is gushing antifreeze and Old Faithful was under my hood!  They told me the same thing Chase did.  It was a hose.  They had to order the part. Jayson, Heidi, and Mae came to pick me up.  I went to their house to relax and we went to Applebees  for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i.ehow.com/images/GlobalPhoto/Articles/2036945/applebees_Full.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://i.ehow.com/images/GlobalPhoto/Articles/2036945/applebees_Full.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Mechanic called me yesterday and told me the part did not come in and my car will not be done until Monday.  So now I am car less on a three day weekend and that's not fair!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5957261765969215476-7401481773054006141?l=joyceleste.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyceleste.blogspot.com/feeds/7401481773054006141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5957261765969215476&amp;postID=7401481773054006141&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957261765969215476/posts/default/7401481773054006141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957261765969215476/posts/default/7401481773054006141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyceleste.blogspot.com/2008/01/but-thats-not-fair.html' title='But that&apos;s not fair!'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619353748510999607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/49/130989559_05f42106aa_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5957261765969215476.post-7491036922445860856</id><published>2008-01-09T21:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T21:44:44.742-08:00</updated><title type='text'>OCD</title><content type='html'>So I have come to the conclusion that I don't like blogging because I don't like the way my page looks!  In fact, it really drives me nuts.  I get on almost everyday and check my friends blogs and find myself doing what I do best: comparing myself to other people.  This time it is with  who has the cuter blog page.  Come on Joy!   Who would have thought right? Not really a big deal but to me it is.  I usually am pretty sauvy when it comes to technology but changing the skin of my blog is just too dang complicated for me.  It is easier not to blog.  &lt;br /&gt;I also have used the excuse of not having any pictures to post so why blog.  Come to find out that I really enjoy just reading the thoughts of my friends and I dont really care if they have pictures.  So that is it!  No more excuses for this girl.  I will put the excuses aside and face my weird quirk and blog!  Even if your page is cuter than mine!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5957261765969215476-7491036922445860856?l=joyceleste.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyceleste.blogspot.com/feeds/7491036922445860856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5957261765969215476&amp;postID=7491036922445860856&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957261765969215476/posts/default/7491036922445860856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957261765969215476/posts/default/7491036922445860856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyceleste.blogspot.com/2008/01/ocd.html' title='OCD'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619353748510999607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5957261765969215476.post-5125095631138774551</id><published>2007-11-20T18:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T01:42:13.979-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My little Turkeys!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/R0OXULW9g0I/AAAAAAAAACo/wStVaS18394/s1600-h/IMG_0656.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/R0OXULW9g0I/AAAAAAAAACo/wStVaS18394/s320/IMG_0656.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135114373034771266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/R0OXUrW9g1I/AAAAAAAAACw/PltKFokTeT8/s1600-h/IMG_0660.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/R0OXUrW9g1I/AAAAAAAAACw/PltKFokTeT8/s320/IMG_0660.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135114381624705874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/R0OXVLW9g2I/AAAAAAAAAC4/mi3c2TPIOpg/s1600-h/IMG_0669.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/R0OXVLW9g2I/AAAAAAAAAC4/mi3c2TPIOpg/s320/IMG_0669.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135114390214640482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My class has been so excited to learn about the first Thanksgiving so today we did a little reenacting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5957261765969215476-5125095631138774551?l=joyceleste.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyceleste.blogspot.com/feeds/5125095631138774551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5957261765969215476&amp;postID=5125095631138774551&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957261765969215476/posts/default/5125095631138774551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957261765969215476/posts/default/5125095631138774551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyceleste.blogspot.com/2007/11/my-little-turkeys.html' title='My little Turkeys!'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619353748510999607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/R0OXULW9g0I/AAAAAAAAACo/wStVaS18394/s72-c/IMG_0656.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5957261765969215476.post-1442054011598273225</id><published>2007-11-20T18:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T01:42:14.282-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/R0OVhrW9gyI/AAAAAAAAACY/UD2jnpVZfVQ/s1600-h/IMG_0621.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/R0OVhrW9gyI/AAAAAAAAACY/UD2jnpVZfVQ/s320/IMG_0621.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135112405939749666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/R0OVibW9gzI/AAAAAAAAACg/jwiA8Xm_kZ4/s1600-h/IMG_0622.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/R0OVibW9gzI/AAAAAAAAACg/jwiA8Xm_kZ4/s320/IMG_0622.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135112418824651570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shareka and I spent the day in Salt Lake.  We went and saw the sights on Temple Square and really had a great time.  Before we left we tossed a coin in the fountain and made a wish.  I am pretty sure both our wishes were the same!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5957261765969215476-1442054011598273225?l=joyceleste.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyceleste.blogspot.com/feeds/1442054011598273225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5957261765969215476&amp;postID=1442054011598273225&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957261765969215476/posts/default/1442054011598273225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957261765969215476/posts/default/1442054011598273225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyceleste.blogspot.com/2007/11/shareka-and-i-spent-day-in-salt-lake.html' title=''/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619353748510999607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/R0OVhrW9gyI/AAAAAAAAACY/UD2jnpVZfVQ/s72-c/IMG_0621.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5957261765969215476.post-557677733469512248</id><published>2007-11-20T17:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T01:42:14.842-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/R0OUKLW9gwI/AAAAAAAAACI/LUozymIxmdg/s1600-h/IMG_0545.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/R0OUKLW9gwI/AAAAAAAAACI/LUozymIxmdg/s320/IMG_0545.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135110902701196034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/R0OULbW9gxI/AAAAAAAAACQ/lu_-p45tWcs/s1600-h/IMG_0570.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/R0OULbW9gxI/AAAAAAAAACQ/lu_-p45tWcs/s320/IMG_0570.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135110924176032530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Halloween was a blast in first grade.  We had a great time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5957261765969215476-557677733469512248?l=joyceleste.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyceleste.blogspot.com/feeds/557677733469512248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5957261765969215476&amp;postID=557677733469512248&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957261765969215476/posts/default/557677733469512248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957261765969215476/posts/default/557677733469512248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyceleste.blogspot.com/2007/11/halloween-party.html' title='Halloween Party'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619353748510999607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/R0OUKLW9gwI/AAAAAAAAACI/LUozymIxmdg/s72-c/IMG_0545.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5957261765969215476.post-2409017137102653748</id><published>2007-09-29T23:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T01:42:15.080-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dont worry about a thing....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/Rv8-A4yQ6UI/AAAAAAAAABU/ERQBfzCbVjE/s1600-h/IMG_0212.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/Rv8-A4yQ6UI/AAAAAAAAABU/ERQBfzCbVjE/s320/IMG_0212.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115875886680303938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/Rv8-BYyQ6VI/AAAAAAAAABc/8TJTO3GwlPw/s1600-h/IMG_0222.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/Rv8-BYyQ6VI/AAAAAAAAABc/8TJTO3GwlPw/s320/IMG_0222.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115875895270238546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soooo......the basement room in my apt has a painting of Bob Marley.  The other night we decided that we would just go down and have a visit with Bob.  We listened to three songs and danced in the basement.  It was quite fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5957261765969215476-2409017137102653748?l=joyceleste.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyceleste.blogspot.com/feeds/2409017137102653748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5957261765969215476&amp;postID=2409017137102653748&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957261765969215476/posts/default/2409017137102653748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957261765969215476/posts/default/2409017137102653748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyceleste.blogspot.com/2007/09/dont-worry-about-thing.html' title='Dont worry about a thing....'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619353748510999607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/Rv8-A4yQ6UI/AAAAAAAAABU/ERQBfzCbVjE/s72-c/IMG_0212.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5957261765969215476.post-3878605759294960554</id><published>2007-09-29T23:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T01:42:15.324-08:00</updated><title type='text'>School Carnival</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/Rv88h4yQ6SI/AAAAAAAAABE/uQTUNi_ZkcU/s1600-h/IMG_0208.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/Rv88h4yQ6SI/AAAAAAAAABE/uQTUNi_ZkcU/s320/IMG_0208.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115874254592731426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew Little Mermaid was her favorite movie for a reason!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/Rv88iIyQ6TI/AAAAAAAAABM/oxBCjWSsnnY/s1600-h/IMG_0209.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/Rv88iIyQ6TI/AAAAAAAAABM/oxBCjWSsnnY/s320/IMG_0209.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115874258887698738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yee Haw!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5957261765969215476-3878605759294960554?l=joyceleste.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyceleste.blogspot.com/feeds/3878605759294960554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5957261765969215476&amp;postID=3878605759294960554&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957261765969215476/posts/default/3878605759294960554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957261765969215476/posts/default/3878605759294960554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyceleste.blogspot.com/2007/09/school-carnival.html' title='School Carnival'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619353748510999607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/Rv88h4yQ6SI/AAAAAAAAABE/uQTUNi_ZkcU/s72-c/IMG_0208.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5957261765969215476.post-1275865971946952182</id><published>2007-09-29T20:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T01:42:15.581-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Long hard day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/Rv86pYyQ6QI/AAAAAAAAAA0/g059yPYpawA/s1600-h/IMG_0196.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/Rv86pYyQ6QI/AAAAAAAAAA0/g059yPYpawA/s320/IMG_0196.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115872184418494722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it had been a really long day and when I walked in the door my roommates were waiting for me!  They did some really scary makeup and we took pictures.  It was pretty fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/Rv86p4yQ6RI/AAAAAAAAAA8/UI6LvtaSVXM/s1600-h/IMG_0151.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/Rv86p4yQ6RI/AAAAAAAAAA8/UI6LvtaSVXM/s320/IMG_0151.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115872193008429330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not sure what to say about these pictures so I guess I am just going to leave it at that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5957261765969215476-1275865971946952182?l=joyceleste.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyceleste.blogspot.com/feeds/1275865971946952182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5957261765969215476&amp;postID=1275865971946952182&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957261765969215476/posts/default/1275865971946952182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957261765969215476/posts/default/1275865971946952182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyceleste.blogspot.com/2007/09/long-hard-day.html' title='Long hard day!'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619353748510999607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/Rv86pYyQ6QI/AAAAAAAAAA0/g059yPYpawA/s72-c/IMG_0196.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5957261765969215476.post-4598541722760860504</id><published>2007-09-29T19:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T01:42:16.305-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Johnny Appleseed Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/Rv8OWYyQ6OI/AAAAAAAAAAk/xCdkk7ARbMU/s1600-h/IMG_0116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/Rv8OWYyQ6OI/AAAAAAAAAAk/xCdkk7ARbMU/s320/IMG_0116.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115823479489358050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/Rv8OW4yQ6PI/AAAAAAAAAAs/E4xD54SzL_4/s1600-h/IMG_0118.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/Rv8OW4yQ6PI/AAAAAAAAAAs/E4xD54SzL_4/s320/IMG_0118.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115823488079292658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Johhny planted lots of trees and I decided that I need to celebrate that!  Apples have been a huge part of my life and for that I am thankful.  Just kidding.  &lt;br /&gt;So we graphed apples, ate apples, colored apples, and all that great stuff! We even made applesauce.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5957261765969215476-4598541722760860504?l=joyceleste.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyceleste.blogspot.com/feeds/4598541722760860504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5957261765969215476&amp;postID=4598541722760860504&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957261765969215476/posts/default/4598541722760860504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957261765969215476/posts/default/4598541722760860504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyceleste.blogspot.com/2007/09/johnny-appleseed-day.html' title='Johnny Appleseed Day!'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619353748510999607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/Rv8OWYyQ6OI/AAAAAAAAAAk/xCdkk7ARbMU/s72-c/IMG_0116.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5957261765969215476.post-6493192880446366107</id><published>2007-09-29T08:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T01:42:16.764-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Catch up time!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/Rv54RoyQ6MI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Cs_ffdR57UA/s1600-h/IMG_0019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/Rv54RoyQ6MI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Cs_ffdR57UA/s320/IMG_0019.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115658471140812994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/Rv54SoyQ6NI/AAAAAAAAAAc/W06WtibC0Wk/s1600-h/IMG_0055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/Rv54SoyQ6NI/AAAAAAAAAAc/W06WtibC0Wk/s320/IMG_0055.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115658488320682194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it seems that the last month and a half have been a whirlwind!  So much has been going on and I have really slacked in the blogging department.  These pictures were taken three weeks ago when I spent the weekend in Ogden with some friends.  We had a great time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5957261765969215476-6493192880446366107?l=joyceleste.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyceleste.blogspot.com/feeds/6493192880446366107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5957261765969215476&amp;postID=6493192880446366107&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957261765969215476/posts/default/6493192880446366107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957261765969215476/posts/default/6493192880446366107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyceleste.blogspot.com/2007/09/catch-up-time.html' title='Catch up time!'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619353748510999607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/Rv54RoyQ6MI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Cs_ffdR57UA/s72-c/IMG_0019.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5957261765969215476.post-7556723306164648531</id><published>2007-09-06T22:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T01:42:16.966-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Cute Class!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/RuDmcSy0z5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/PHGet_sZwco/s1600-h/_DSC2958.JPG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/RuDmcSy0z5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/PHGet_sZwco/s400/_DSC2958.JPG.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107335351193882514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just got a new camera and I am so excited to finally start posting pictures and getting on with this blog thing.  My dad has my personal computer with him on his road trip adventure but no worries I have an adapter that I can use for my school computer.  I dont know if that is legal but I am going to do it anyway!  Here is a picture to hold you over!  This is all but one of my students.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5957261765969215476-7556723306164648531?l=joyceleste.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyceleste.blogspot.com/feeds/7556723306164648531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5957261765969215476&amp;postID=7556723306164648531&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957261765969215476/posts/default/7556723306164648531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957261765969215476/posts/default/7556723306164648531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyceleste.blogspot.com/2007/09/my-cute-class.html' title='My Cute Class!'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619353748510999607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fEg6R-EQArk/RuDmcSy0z5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/PHGet_sZwco/s72-c/_DSC2958.JPG.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5957261765969215476.post-6268601201339873168</id><published>2007-09-05T19:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T19:53:51.941-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Watch my parents shake it!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object wmode='transparent' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' pluginspage='http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer' data='http://widgets.clearspring.com/o/46a8f95380ba919f/46df663c5fd180a7' quality='high' height='429' width='435' id='W46df663c5fd180a7'&gt;&lt;param value='transparent' name='wmode'/&gt;&lt;param value='http://widgets.clearspring.com/o/46a8f95380ba919f/46df663c5fd180a7' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;param value='' name='scaleMode'/&gt;&lt;param value='all' name='allowNetworking'/&gt;&lt;param value='always' name='allowScriptAccess'/&gt;&lt;param value='' name='flashvars'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.jibjab.com/starring_you'&gt;Star in Your Own JibJab! It's Free!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5957261765969215476-6268601201339873168?l=joyceleste.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyceleste.blogspot.com/feeds/6268601201339873168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5957261765969215476&amp;postID=6268601201339873168&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957261765969215476/posts/default/6268601201339873168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957261765969215476/posts/default/6268601201339873168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyceleste.blogspot.com/2007/09/watch-my-parents-shake-it.html' title='Watch my parents shake it!'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619353748510999607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5957261765969215476.post-6562084336246939396</id><published>2007-08-28T21:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-28T21:58:24.152-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting on the Train!</title><content type='html'>You know its bad when your parents have a blog before you!  Yes you heard me right my parents have a blog so...........here I am.  Right now I don't have anything to exciting or any pictures but stay tuned!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5957261765969215476-6562084336246939396?l=joyceleste.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyceleste.blogspot.com/feeds/6562084336246939396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5957261765969215476&amp;postID=6562084336246939396&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957261765969215476/posts/default/6562084336246939396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957261765969215476/posts/default/6562084336246939396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyceleste.blogspot.com/2007/08/getting-on-train.html' title='Getting on the Train!'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619353748510999607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
