<?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-556675988060658346</id><updated>2012-02-16T16:46:03.309-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Amazing Adventures of Katie</title><subtitle type='html'>SUMMER CAMP EDITION</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katielyn2403.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/556675988060658346/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katielyn2403.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Katie Didd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13883530890618704064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_omUH5iX18Xg/SRpQcWK-7lI/AAAAAAAAAA4/AjFITg3L4Dg/S220/IMG_3141.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>27</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-556675988060658346.post-8619988850976244066</id><published>2009-07-03T10:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T10:54:16.404-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Small Update</title><content type='html'>So summer camp is fantastic, and I love every minute of it! I don't have a done of time to Blog since I'm only home maybe 28 hours of the entire week! I did want to let you all know that this is the best thing I have ever done, and the friends I have made are beyond wonderful! Why I didn't do this sooner I have no idea! I am the climbing wall instructor and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; great! Its so cool to watch the boys who at the beginning are afraid and then with some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;encouragement&lt;/span&gt; are the ones that end up loving the climbing wall! Once again this just proves the point that scouting is such an amazing program! I am so thankful that my Dad is an eagle scout and lives all the principles of scouting! Thanks Daddy for being the best dad in the world! Thanks for getting me the best job ever with the funniest people ever! Thanks for being so great! I will try to get on here more often and do some posting because I have some GREAT stories!&lt;br /&gt;Until next time,&lt;br /&gt;KATIE LYN&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/556675988060658346-8619988850976244066?l=katielyn2403.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katielyn2403.blogspot.com/feeds/8619988850976244066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=556675988060658346&amp;postID=8619988850976244066' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/556675988060658346/posts/default/8619988850976244066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/556675988060658346/posts/default/8619988850976244066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katielyn2403.blogspot.com/2009/07/small-update.html' title='Small Update'/><author><name>Katie Didd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13883530890618704064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_omUH5iX18Xg/SRpQcWK-7lI/AAAAAAAAAA4/AjFITg3L4Dg/S220/IMG_3141.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-556675988060658346.post-7111796960301440458</id><published>2009-05-24T21:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T21:58:15.210-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Get ready cuz here I come...</title><content type='html'>I'm almost there, just a few weeks and summer camp here I come. Watch out 17 year old boys (I'm to hot to handle in that scout shirt), (hot) older boy camp counselors, different girls I'm rooming with (Oh lands), I don't know if your ready for me! I signed up to work at summer camp (what was I thinking) and its almost time to head out (June 15th to be exact) to the great out doors. Hello killer farmers tan, possible gain of sexy bod (yes please), and some time to get away from it all (Get away from the drama of working with all girls). I went and bought my uniform, the scout shirt is actually cute, with a black cami underneath I think I can rock it. The pants on the other hand are not rockable what-so-ever. They come up over my belly button not just a little, I mean middle of my torso. Any higher and I wouldn't need a shirt, I could wear them as a tube top jump suit. Oh well, they will have to work. I still have to get some things like a lantern, head lamp, bug spray (lots of bug spray), some good books, and the other stuff you need for camp. Lets hope this is one of those things that I remember all my life as a great time and not as the summer from hell. I'm excited and who knows, maybe one of the hot camp counselors will be just what I need! Ha ha ha!!!! Oh they are so not ready for me!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/556675988060658346-7111796960301440458?l=katielyn2403.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katielyn2403.blogspot.com/feeds/7111796960301440458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=556675988060658346&amp;postID=7111796960301440458' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/556675988060658346/posts/default/7111796960301440458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/556675988060658346/posts/default/7111796960301440458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katielyn2403.blogspot.com/2009/05/get-ready-cuz-here-i-come.html' title='Get ready cuz here I come...'/><author><name>Katie Didd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13883530890618704064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_omUH5iX18Xg/SRpQcWK-7lI/AAAAAAAAAA4/AjFITg3L4Dg/S220/IMG_3141.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-556675988060658346.post-493241770465208194</id><published>2009-04-26T19:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T20:01:39.463-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Open mouth, insert foot...</title><content type='html'>Last post of the day, I swear!&lt;br /&gt;I work with my little sister at a store in Park City and two of the FAQ are 1. Where's the closest restroom, which we respond with, "Go right out the door, you will hit the bear on the bench, take a right, follow that sidewalk back across the street, that building is the Transit Center, and they have nice, clean restrooms"! Even though, after your 30th person asking that, we want to tell them to bug off, we usually say it in the nicest way possible! and 2. Whats a good restaurant? Which we respond with "What are you in the mood for?" and then give them the breakdown of whats good. Sometimes I wonder if I have visitors guide written on my forehead! Well, Friday night, we had one lone couple in the store who asked Rachel this, "Where's the closest bathroom?" Which she then responded, "What are you in the mood for?" Needless to say the couple and I couldn't keep our laughter in. Rachel recovered well and then told them where the potty was after we had told her the question one more time. I wanted to say, "Are you in the mood for #1 or #2?" I refrained....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/556675988060658346-493241770465208194?l=katielyn2403.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katielyn2403.blogspot.com/feeds/493241770465208194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=556675988060658346&amp;postID=493241770465208194' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/556675988060658346/posts/default/493241770465208194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/556675988060658346/posts/default/493241770465208194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katielyn2403.blogspot.com/2009/04/open-mouth-insert-foot.html' title='Open mouth, insert foot...'/><author><name>Katie Didd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13883530890618704064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_omUH5iX18Xg/SRpQcWK-7lI/AAAAAAAAAA4/AjFITg3L4Dg/S220/IMG_3141.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-556675988060658346.post-3744406563318519099</id><published>2009-04-26T19:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T20:02:09.064-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Home sweet home!</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;DAY FOUR AND THE LAST DAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We woke up to my phone ringing and it was my friend telling me that she had her baby and that I was a new aunt, kind of! We got ready, ate breakfast at our standby, McD's, and headed back to the room. The shuttle we had to take to the airport left every 30 minutes so I decided we should be waiting at the stop at 9:20 a.m. for the 9:30 a.m. shuttle. We went to our elevator which had this cool mirrored top so we took pictures...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329197287216447138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_omUH5iX18Xg/SfUcsoqC_qI/AAAAAAAAAFk/AZGVzKmNZPk/s200/Vegas+055.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we hurried outside. The shuttle was about to leave! I checked the time and we were early, but he was ready to go! We caught it just in time! We made it through the airport just fine and waited for our flight. They apparently don't have air conditioning in their airport because it was like standing in a sauna there! JEEZ!! We got on our flight and took a few more pictures...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329197294375838738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_omUH5iX18Xg/SfUctDU-pBI/AAAAAAAAAF0/W31pd21kVqc/s200/Vegas+057.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329197290973309474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_omUH5iX18Xg/SfUcs2pwKiI/AAAAAAAAAFs/0WW9ghB3I0M/s200/Vegas+056.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_omUH5iX18Xg/SfUctX-UbII/AAAAAAAAAF8/82pHCC0AT9s/s1600-h/Vegas+060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329197299917941890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_omUH5iX18Xg/SfUctX-UbII/AAAAAAAAAF8/82pHCC0AT9s/s200/Vegas+060.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We were welcomed home by our Mom who then took us to lunch and then back to our own beds, finally! I hope you all enjoyed this as much as we did! It was a great vacation, and I think Vegas isn't so bad! Well, until next time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Katie &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/556675988060658346-3744406563318519099?l=katielyn2403.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katielyn2403.blogspot.com/feeds/3744406563318519099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=556675988060658346&amp;postID=3744406563318519099' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/556675988060658346/posts/default/3744406563318519099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/556675988060658346/posts/default/3744406563318519099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katielyn2403.blogspot.com/2009/04/home-sweet-home.html' title='Home sweet home!'/><author><name>Katie Didd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13883530890618704064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_omUH5iX18Xg/SRpQcWK-7lI/AAAAAAAAAA4/AjFITg3L4Dg/S220/IMG_3141.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_omUH5iX18Xg/SfUcsoqC_qI/AAAAAAAAAFk/AZGVzKmNZPk/s72-c/Vegas+055.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-556675988060658346.post-1909352791398348608</id><published>2009-04-26T19:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T19:44:39.569-07:00</updated><title type='text'>VIVA LAS VEGAS!! (Say it like Elvis)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;DAY THREE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so I'm slow! Tell me something I didn't know! I have been uber busy and posting more about my trip just couldn't make it onto my to-do list so here you go! The day started off by waking up toooooo early! We meet my parents at the Luxor Buffet for breakfast which was great! We hadn't had anything but McD's breakfast the whole time so it was nice to have something real. My Mom and Dad had to leave after eating to drive back home leaving Rachel and I in Vegas all by ourselves!! (WOOOAH!! Are they nuts or what!) They gave us some money, since our funds were slowly depleting, and we kissed them goodbye and headed off to do some street walking. I told you our funds were low! Just kidding! We did the normal walking on the street not that other kind! We stopped at the mall again and I bought a cool blue zebra print duffel for $9.00, and some very funny magnets. Here's mine....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.auctiva.com/imgdata/7/8/7/4/2/5/webimg/224127278_tp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 205px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://img.auctiva.com/imgdata/7/8/7/4/2/5/webimg/224127278_tp.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then we went to the Belagio shops. There I got to go into my all time favorite designers store... CHANEL! Oh how everything called my name! Then I saw it, the most amazing purse of my life! I wanted everything about it. The hand stitched leather, the beautiful silk lining, the gold chain embellishment, and then I saw the dreaded price tag. Only $2,125.00! Not bad right! WRONG!!! Even though every fiber of my body said charge it, I walked out empty handed with just the scent of high-priced, designer bags as a reminder. We went to the wax museum and had a fun time there looking at the freakishly real copies of celebrities. By this point we had walked so so far! Our feet ached, our backs were sore, our throats parched and I couldn't take it! We took the monorail back to the MGM Grand for a well spent $3.00, and had lunch at The Rain forest Cafe, which was scrupmtous! We went back to the hotel room for some much needed R&amp;amp;R. I took a nap while Rachel did who knows what! The weather was terrible so we decided that the hotel sounded really good. Rachel then decided that she wanted to go to the pool! I thought she was crazy, I mean it was freezing out there! After her begging me we left and when we got outside we had to end up staying in the hot tub so we didn't freeze! McD's was dinner, and then we went back to the room to pack seeing as how we were leaving the next morning. We went and bought some playing cards in the lobby and played a few games. We jumped on the hotel beds one more time and then good night!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Katie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/556675988060658346-1909352791398348608?l=katielyn2403.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katielyn2403.blogspot.com/feeds/1909352791398348608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=556675988060658346&amp;postID=1909352791398348608' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/556675988060658346/posts/default/1909352791398348608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/556675988060658346/posts/default/1909352791398348608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katielyn2403.blogspot.com/2009/04/viva-las-vegas-say-it-like-elvis.html' title='VIVA LAS VEGAS!! (Say it like Elvis)'/><author><name>Katie Didd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13883530890618704064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_omUH5iX18Xg/SRpQcWK-7lI/AAAAAAAAAA4/AjFITg3L4Dg/S220/IMG_3141.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-556675988060658346.post-8773959735872874914</id><published>2009-04-17T10:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T10:43:47.971-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What Vegas really is like....</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Day Two&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEEP BEEP BEEP!!! What the heck! The alarm in our hotel room went off a 7:00 a.m. since the maids or someone had forgotten to turn it off. I was literally going to throw that sucker out our window and onto the Sphinx butt... We got up and going and had breakfast at McDonald's in our hotel. The luxor has this tram that will take you down to the main strip so you don't have to walk forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325708688867090866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_omUH5iX18Xg/Sei31fEiYbI/AAAAAAAAAEg/46bBosB-1SY/s200/Vegas+033.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the front of the Sphinx, we didn't have to stare at the back the whole time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_omUH5iX18Xg/Sei31gsPanI/AAAAAAAAAEo/HO11rHS992M/s1600-h/Vegas+034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325708689302055538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_omUH5iX18Xg/Sei31gsPanI/AAAAAAAAAEo/HO11rHS992M/s200/Vegas+034.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Rachel and I waiting at the Tram Station. Wow I'm glad I'm not as white as she is!! Just Kidding! Here is my video of the tram ride...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-6173cebc78af8514" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v24.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D6173cebc78af8514%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331717613%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1930C9EAB4D867D8FCA8B13B4D1E6A26591074A2.5EB7CFBAF9404C8F4DEEAD0924D362E220C36DA6%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D6173cebc78af8514%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DC9_XX7j4KzDDiB7lwR8ou77Yruk&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v24.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D6173cebc78af8514%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331717613%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1930C9EAB4D867D8FCA8B13B4D1E6A26591074A2.5EB7CFBAF9404C8F4DEEAD0924D362E220C36DA6%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D6173cebc78af8514%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DC9_XX7j4KzDDiB7lwR8ou77Yruk&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We got off at the wrong stop which meant a longer walk down to the mall at Planet Hollywood. On the walk there we meet a nice drunk with crazy eyes who repeated to tell us he just loved to fight. Oh what lovely people there are here! I just told Rach to keep walking and look gangsta so he wouldn't want to mess with us. We walked the over 1 mile to the mall and were so excited to go to H&amp;amp;M. If you don't know what H&amp;amp;M is, its super cute clothes all under $50.00. I got this awesome sweatshirt that's red plaid and some skinny jeans that make me look out of sight. Just kidding, kind of. Anyways, we were leaving the mall to head back to the hotel to meet Mom and Dad for lunch when I saw this sign....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325708698361038770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_omUH5iX18Xg/Sei32CcEh7I/AAAAAAAAAEw/NbmQmcj5UEo/s200/Vegas+037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;FREE SEX on the beach cocktail.... Wow I love this city! It is giving me all sorts of fantastic pictures! We walked all the way back to the hotel and then headed off to In-N-Out Burger!! I love love love in-n-out so much so I was happy. Here is what we passed on the way there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325708139881083330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_omUH5iX18Xg/Sei3Vh8EscI/AAAAAAAAAD4/AuCzcou4-6w/s200/Vegas+038.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Adult Superstore! Which was pretty huge! Anyways we got our burgers and headed back to the strip to do some shopping with Mom and Dad. We parked at the Monte Carlo so my parents could get tickets to some magic show then we went back to H&amp;amp;M because I was sad I didn't buy this one thing. So Mommy bought me another sweatshirt and a cute tank top and as we were leaving the store this really good salesman stopped us. He had a product to show us. It was a polishing cloth and polishing solution that is amazing. My ring looks like new!! Its called Razzle Dazzle and the website is rdazzle.com so you should look at it because it really was amazing. Dang that slick marketing! We just had to buy some! So after that we went to coke world which had this really cool thing where you could try coke from all over the world. We didn't do it because my Dad hates coke but it looked interesting. Then we walked over to M&amp;amp;M world which was fun. We left there and started the long walk back to the tram station. On the way I meet a real local! This is what Vegas can do to a person...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325708145138050946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_omUH5iX18Xg/Sei3V1hbp4I/AAAAAAAAAEA/xeEjceTC2mE/s200/Vegas+039.JPG" border="0" /&gt;HAHAHA!! That's my new friend. He called me Blondie which I suppose is fitting since I do have platinum hair now. After we got back to the Luxor, our parents took us to dinner at the buffet. YUMMY!! I'm sure I have gained at least 5 pounds but when you see this picture of all the yummy desserts I sampled you will know that it was well worth it....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325708153071346402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_omUH5iX18Xg/Sei3WTE4IuI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/Mqzm2CAX2oM/s200/Vegas+042.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was only a tiny selection of what I had tempting me!!! OH SOO SOO GOOD! My parents had to leave to go to the magic show so Rachel and I were left to entertain ourselves. No big deal right! WRONG!! It started to rain so walking the strip was out. We hung out in the room for as long as we could then we went to walk around the hotel.  Our hotel was connected to the shops at The Mandalay Bay. We walked around and looked through Urban Outfitters for a while than headed back to the room to watch The Biggest Loser. I decided to talk to the front desk person to see how we could catch the shuttle to the airport because my parents were leaving before us. We get into the elevator when Rachel starts cracking up! I asked her what was so funny as she pulled out her mirror to show me that I had a nice black line on my upper lip from who knows what that made it look like I had a nice moustache!!! OH CRAP!! I ran to the room to wipe it off and was hoping that it hadn't been there for long! Rachel had a little excess energy so when I told her we were going to the Yummy buffet for breakfast she proceeded to show me this....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-794ec00c10af86ba" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v23.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D794ec00c10af86ba%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331717613%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2E8A23147B137F34F723366699B0C5CF42DF9AA3.5A1A18494BC202E76774866EB790A3BBD2BE9B45%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D794ec00c10af86ba%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DfHdKAUVEw4uL9g04Z_P0U-WsSC4&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v23.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D794ec00c10af86ba%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331717613%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2E8A23147B137F34F723366699B0C5CF42DF9AA3.5A1A18494BC202E76774866EB790A3BBD2BE9B45%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D794ec00c10af86ba%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DfHdKAUVEw4uL9g04Z_P0U-WsSC4&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We finished the night by jumping on the beds, in true hotel fashion, and then got to bed for our next day of fun! Hope this day entertained you! If your itching for more.... come back tomorrow!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love, Katie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/556675988060658346-8773959735872874914?l=katielyn2403.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=6173cebc78af8514&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=794ec00c10af86ba&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katielyn2403.blogspot.com/feeds/8773959735872874914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=556675988060658346&amp;postID=8773959735872874914' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/556675988060658346/posts/default/8773959735872874914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/556675988060658346/posts/default/8773959735872874914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katielyn2403.blogspot.com/2009/04/what-vegas-really-is-like.html' title='What Vegas really is like....'/><author><name>Katie Didd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13883530890618704064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_omUH5iX18Xg/SRpQcWK-7lI/AAAAAAAAAA4/AjFITg3L4Dg/S220/IMG_3141.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_omUH5iX18Xg/Sei31fEiYbI/AAAAAAAAAEg/46bBosB-1SY/s72-c/Vegas+033.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-556675988060658346.post-2748705453773785838</id><published>2009-04-16T18:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T10:04:46.645-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The city where you can't look down...</title><content type='html'>I just got home from beautiful Las Vegas, if your idea of beauty is sick cards on the ground, smoke filled skies, and bright lights then this is your city. Now, don't get me wrong, I had a great time and did some great shopping so it was way worth it. I'm going to give you a play by play of what happened in Vegas....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;DAY ONE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were lucky enough to fly to Vegas thanks to our wonderful parents! Rachel and I haven't been on a plane in over 12 years so we were both a little worried about how things worked. We made it there, and through security without a hitch! Our tickets said terminal 2 so me being the older sister took the lead and followed the very deceiving arrows to what I thought was terminal 2. After walking a few feet we realized that we had walked out the exit, not down to terminal 2! DANG ARROWS!!! So to my embarrassment we had to go through security again! The people there thought that it was pretty funny so I then decided that we would be over cautious and ask everyone if we were headed in the right direction. We made it to our gate and waited forever! Finally we were able to board the little plane (2 seats, the aisle, then 2 more seats) and waited for take off. I was a little nervous but more excited than anything. I really needed a vacay. Here is us waiting to take off....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325467119783723602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_omUH5iX18Xg/SefcIUG7QlI/AAAAAAAAADA/L72G_bRoMEw/s200/Plane+Ride+005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;So, we made it! The plane had a bumpy landing but I thought all was going well. So far, so good! As we got up to exit our plane, I hit my head on the over-head thingys and the entire plane behind burst out laughing. (HIDE ME!!!) So we made a beeline out of there! We had to ride this tram thingy to the main airport part where our fabulous parents were waiting to pick us up. (NOTE TO READER: My mom and dad had left a few days before us in the car to stay in St. George and then were meeting us in Vegas and we were staying in the Luxor while they stayed at some resort place.) &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325467699203660082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_omUH5iX18Xg/SefcqCnZ2TI/AAAAAAAAADI/mbKWM8IFpLU/s200/Vegas+027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We made it to the car and then after several U-turns, made it into the hotel. We checked in and I went to open the window...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325467713814678194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_omUH5iX18Xg/Sefcq5C8SrI/AAAAAAAAADg/_kFv17mKubk/s200/Vegas+031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And this was our view... The Sphinx's butt! Really! Of the whole pryamid we have a veiw of a butt! WHAT THE!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325467717315450002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_omUH5iX18Xg/SefcrGFl1JI/AAAAAAAAADo/HKdr_50XJLw/s200/Vegas+032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Oh well! We weren't going to spending that much time in the hotel room anyways. We left the hotel to head to dinner at the Hard Rock Cafe. I can't believe the outfits there, think one piece denim shorts and shirt, no bras on old ladies, shirtless, tattooed tubby men, and see through dresses. YIKES! We made it to the restaurant and had a yummy dinner! After that we headed to The Forum Shoppes from some retail therapy. They had everything a girl could want! Louis, Dior, Juicy, MAC, Valentino, Tiffanys, and so much more. I just wish I was one of those girls that could afford those stores!! I knew I wanted some NIKE dunks for my souvineer so I went to the Nike store and found these babies...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_omUH5iX18Xg/SefcqluF3rI/AAAAAAAAADY/nDqSRDwrZ8k/s1600-h/Vegas+030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325467708626951858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_omUH5iX18Xg/SefcqluF3rI/AAAAAAAAADY/nDqSRDwrZ8k/s200/Vegas+030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; SICK I KNOW!!! I had to have them! Oh and some more MAC eyeshadow. Rachel got a new Tiffany's heart bracelet and then we went to watch the fountains at the Bellagio. They are gorgeous! I have a video but it won't upload so sorry! We wanted to get a better view so Rachel and I climbed up on the railing to see. While I flopped up there I was told that I flashed the whole city my weirdly high butt crack! Oh well it is Vegas! When in Rome! After the show we walked back to car and were driving home when we saw this sign...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_omUH5iX18Xg/SefcqYjzTAI/AAAAAAAAADQ/TRWN_6u_m7U/s1600-h/Vegas+029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325467705094130690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_omUH5iX18Xg/SefcqYjzTAI/AAAAAAAAADQ/TRWN_6u_m7U/s200/Vegas+029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The funny part was that one of the sick girls had HIV written all over her. HA HA HA!! That's what they can get direct to you! We were parched so we headed to the lobby 24 hour store to get some water. It was freaking 3.25 for a liter! YIKES AGAIN! It was way worth it though. We tried to go to bed but had crazy Jack Pot noises going off all night long. Well we made it to sleep and tune in tomorrow for what happened day 2! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love, Katie &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/556675988060658346-2748705453773785838?l=katielyn2403.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katielyn2403.blogspot.com/feeds/2748705453773785838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=556675988060658346&amp;postID=2748705453773785838' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/556675988060658346/posts/default/2748705453773785838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/556675988060658346/posts/default/2748705453773785838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katielyn2403.blogspot.com/2009/04/city-where-you-cant-look-down.html' title='The city where you can&apos;t look down...'/><author><name>Katie Didd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13883530890618704064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_omUH5iX18Xg/SRpQcWK-7lI/AAAAAAAAAA4/AjFITg3L4Dg/S220/IMG_3141.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_omUH5iX18Xg/SefcIUG7QlI/AAAAAAAAADA/L72G_bRoMEw/s72-c/Plane+Ride+005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-556675988060658346.post-3185745007365376893</id><published>2009-03-25T11:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T12:08:01.768-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It was a cold, and stormy night....</title><content type='html'>Last night was great. It all started with a very explicit text from Holly telling me about another employees behavior. Me, being the poor sap that I am, felt sorry for Holly and decided to head into work to keep her company. (Even on my day off I can't keep away! I might as well just live there) Holly's opinion on said other employee was thoroughly correct! She was a ronch!! Anyways, while at work we came to the conclusion that we needed a movie and some popcorn after putting up with her crap! We called up Stacy and decided to go to the 10:30 showing of Duplicity. (we get off work at 10, and the movie was in Salt Lake so we were really cutting it short) Stacy comes into work to say hi, we clean the store in record time, and are out of there right at 10. We start heading to Holly's to drop off cars and get stuck behind this crazy foreigner (I'll let you think of where he was from) going about 20 mph. We get to Holly's at 10:13. Side note* We were following each other and my car said the temp was 27 and Holly's said it was 28, I asked if her car said we were going NW and it was so at least we were on the same page there! We jumped in the jeep and headed down the canyon. It was snowing so I could only go 45 mph. We made it to the theater at about 10:45, got our tickets, popcorn (Which was the bottom of the batch) sodas, and headed in. We only missed about 10 mins of the movie but were a little behind. My review on the movie was blah. It was ok, but not great. We had to go to bathroom after that large soda, after which we had a little photo shoot right there in the bathroom. It was fun! We started our drive home at about 1:00 and once we hit the canyon it was snowing hard, the wind was crazy, and visibility was terrible! I gripped the steering wheel tighter and headed up. We only saw 3 other cars (all trucks) and one semi on the whole trip up. We made it thankfully! I was ready to S*** my pants, while the girls in the car told me that they felt completely safe. I'm glad someone did! I dropped them off after our night of fun and crawled into bed! It was great!&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Katie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/556675988060658346-3185745007365376893?l=katielyn2403.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katielyn2403.blogspot.com/feeds/3185745007365376893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=556675988060658346&amp;postID=3185745007365376893' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/556675988060658346/posts/default/3185745007365376893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/556675988060658346/posts/default/3185745007365376893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katielyn2403.blogspot.com/2009/03/it-was-cold-and-stormy-night.html' title='It was a cold, and stormy night....'/><author><name>Katie Didd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13883530890618704064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_omUH5iX18Xg/SRpQcWK-7lI/AAAAAAAAAA4/AjFITg3L4Dg/S220/IMG_3141.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-556675988060658346.post-766329408925881287</id><published>2009-03-09T12:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T12:21:48.651-07:00</updated><title type='text'>If I ever see a flock of seagulls/ ravens...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://thegazz.com/gblogs/karinfuller/files/2008/08/the-birds.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 261px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 270px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://thegazz.com/gblogs/karinfuller/files/2008/08/the-birds.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I WILL RUN SCREAMING LIKE A LITTLE GIRL!!!! Last night was probably the most fun ever. Let me tell you all about it! I work on main street in P.C. at my aunts giant jewelry/other randomness store which is huge. Anyways, Holly and I had decided we needed to watch the classic Alfred Hitchcock movie &lt;em&gt;The Birds&lt;/em&gt; since Holly had a very similar experience in California. We rented it over a week ago and never could get around to watching it until last night after work was over at 10:00. We have an old school t.v. from before I was born probably and a d.v.d player in the front of the store to play ski history movies that we sell. Last night it became our own personal movie theater... We moved chairs over there, benches to prop your feet on, more benches for snacks and sodas, several pillows since Holly is falling apart and needs proper back support, and a few blankets for warmth. We turned on the movie (which has now been made into color) and started munching on carrots, celery, ranch dip, and chips. Now that was kind of hitting the spot but then my light bulb turned on... PIZZA!! We needed pizza to make this a real party. I called up Pizza Hut first and they informed me that their delivery vehicle was broken down. Domino's it was! We order a pepperoni and olives medium pizza, bread sticks, and a Dr. Pepper. The Pizza arrived and to our dismay, it was diet coke!! Jerks! Anyway, we stuffed ourselves full of cheesy goodness and kept watching. It was surprisingly creepier then I thought. You see, I have this huge fear of birds all ready so watching a movie where hundreds come attack you and eat your eyeballs out really gets me. I was on the edge of my seat when the movie just ended! I don't want to spoil it for anyone, but it was not the ending I wanted. I should write &lt;em&gt;The Birds 2&lt;/em&gt; so we can have a proper ending. Well, we cleaned up our mess, and I vacuumed up Holly's crumbs, and we headed home. On the drive home we decided that we need to have a work movie party and the movie of choice is going to be &lt;em&gt;Psycho.&lt;/em&gt; I will let you know how that goes! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love always, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Katie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/556675988060658346-766329408925881287?l=katielyn2403.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katielyn2403.blogspot.com/feeds/766329408925881287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=556675988060658346&amp;postID=766329408925881287' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/556675988060658346/posts/default/766329408925881287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/556675988060658346/posts/default/766329408925881287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katielyn2403.blogspot.com/2009/03/if-i-ever-see-flock-of-seagulls-ravens.html' title='If I ever see a flock of seagulls/ ravens...'/><author><name>Katie Didd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13883530890618704064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_omUH5iX18Xg/SRpQcWK-7lI/AAAAAAAAAA4/AjFITg3L4Dg/S220/IMG_3141.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-556675988060658346.post-54201086328269352</id><published>2009-03-04T17:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T18:33:12.051-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ok, here you go...</title><content type='html'>It has been way to long since I last filled you all in on the happenings of life as a 20 year old... I will do my best not to 1. miss anything and b. (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; for Holly) make it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ridiculously&lt;/span&gt; entertaining! 1st things 1st, new boy is no more. Oh well, its better to have loved and lost then never to have loved at all. One nice thing about him though was that he has this weird talent at finding new cars so when I nonchalantly said I wanted a new car he went to work. I got one! A beautiful 2007 Jeep Grand Cherokee. Its so nice and so fun. Needless to say I look like a total babe when driving it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.virginiausedcardealers.com/mullinspreowned/723A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 234px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 192px" alt="" src="http://www.virginiausedcardealers.com/mullinspreowned/723A.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; *note to reader, this is not my car but more or less the same thing. Its all for effect. Oh and her name is Blanca...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; so I have been working seriously non-stop this month and am now a money bags, well was a money bags and bought some fun new things. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Here's&lt;/span&gt; the list of ridiculous &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;expenses&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Pink I Pod &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Nano&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kendyck.com/wp-content/uploads/2007/06/ipod-nano-pink.png"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 119px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 152px" alt="" src="http://www.kendyck.com/wp-content/uploads/2007/06/ipod-nano-pink.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Crazy amounts of clothing &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blinman.com/clothes_rack.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 141px" alt="" src="http://www.blinman.com/clothes_rack.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. New &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Marc&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Jacob's&lt;/span&gt; bag&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i3.iofferphoto.com/img/item/365/780/06/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 203px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 174px" alt="" src="http://i3.iofferphoto.com/img/item/365/780/06/1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Home decor items for redecoration of room and bathroom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. Gas (which was not much more then the bug, I was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;surprised&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. Oh and the most ridiculous was the new car but hey, a girls got to splurge every now and then!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next eventful thing was the annual family snowmobile trip up in echo. If you don't already know, I have a crazy, loud, wonderful family that is the best to hang out with so everything we do is worth blogging about! Lets give you some pics and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;a little&lt;/span&gt; narration...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309517468484379234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_omUH5iX18Xg/Sa8yAa2-ImI/AAAAAAAAABg/6T7OUdY2ibQ/s200/Heiner+snowmobile+2009+149.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is the family enjoying the friendly competition of "signs". The concept of the game is that each player picks a "sign". &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;IE&lt;/span&gt;. peace sign, eyebrow wipe, hat tilt, thumbs up, etc. I thought I should flip the bird but went with the more appropriate nose rub. One player is in the middle and must figure out who has "it". While this is going on the group is passing "it" around the room using each others signs. Confusing I know, I wasn't the best but we had fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309518994383068706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_omUH5iX18Xg/Sa8zZPRkXiI/AAAAAAAAABo/m6B8AyFj-EY/s200/Heiner+snowmobile+2009+179.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; funny story... I am a great little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;smowmobiler&lt;/span&gt;, I mean I can pull start my own, I usually never tip over, and I'm a speed demon. I say usually never tip because this trip I had a passenger which was no big deal since I had the 2 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;seater&lt;/span&gt; ski &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;doo&lt;/span&gt;. That passenger was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Rachel's&lt;/span&gt; cute friend &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Madi&lt;/span&gt;, who I love, but the girl can't lean to save her soul. Part of snowmobiling is that you lean on turns and when your on a slope so you don't tip. I explained this to my best &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;abilities&lt;/span&gt; but she didn't get it. After the second tip, we flipped the sled back over and off I went. I got about 200 feet away, stopped and realized my passenger was gone. I though she had flown off, I mean I was going fast so I made a bee-line back to the crash sight were she had gotten a ride from my cousin. She didn't fly off, just wasn't quick enough at getting on. We all had a good laugh. We spent a few hours riding in a meadow, going off jumps, and hill climbing. We headed back to the cabin for lunch and to warm up. It was a great weekend!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309521117123740706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_omUH5iX18Xg/Sa81UzGYhCI/AAAAAAAAABw/Gni65SrGvfg/s200/Heiner+snowmobile+2009+194.JPG" border="0" /&gt;My productive thing this week was getting my bathroom done. This consisted of painting the blue sponge painted walls from the '90s, its a nice baby pink now, new fixtures, a new brown shower &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;curtain&lt;/span&gt;, brown bath mats, white towels, and an adorable white cabinet for my crazy amount of hair product. Its not completely done, so no pictures yet. Take my word though, its &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;adorable&lt;/span&gt;!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope this holds you over, but I really am a boring person. I have some fun things coming up in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;April&lt;/span&gt;... can you say Vegas! So you just wait!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Until next time! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love Katie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/556675988060658346-54201086328269352?l=katielyn2403.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katielyn2403.blogspot.com/feeds/54201086328269352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=556675988060658346&amp;postID=54201086328269352' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/556675988060658346/posts/default/54201086328269352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/556675988060658346/posts/default/54201086328269352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katielyn2403.blogspot.com/2009/03/ok-here-you-go.html' title='Ok, here you go...'/><author><name>Katie Didd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13883530890618704064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_omUH5iX18Xg/SRpQcWK-7lI/AAAAAAAAAA4/AjFITg3L4Dg/S220/IMG_3141.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_omUH5iX18Xg/Sa8yAa2-ImI/AAAAAAAAABg/6T7OUdY2ibQ/s72-c/Heiner+snowmobile+2009+149.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-556675988060658346.post-8442727778550009366</id><published>2009-01-30T08:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T08:44:25.937-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A school girl crush</title><content type='html'>So, I have a little school girl crush on this absolutely wonderful guy named Adam and I just can't stop smiling! Wow, I feel like a 12 year old having that first crush again! Lets hope good things happen because he is by far the most amazing guy I have ever dated and I couldn't be anymore happy! I know this is disgustingly sappy but I had to share my joy with the rest of you! Wish me luck!&lt;br /&gt;Love a gaa gaa eyed Katie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/556675988060658346-8442727778550009366?l=katielyn2403.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katielyn2403.blogspot.com/feeds/8442727778550009366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=556675988060658346&amp;postID=8442727778550009366' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/556675988060658346/posts/default/8442727778550009366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/556675988060658346/posts/default/8442727778550009366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katielyn2403.blogspot.com/2009/01/school-girl-crush.html' title='A school girl crush'/><author><name>Katie Didd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13883530890618704064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_omUH5iX18Xg/SRpQcWK-7lI/AAAAAAAAAA4/AjFITg3L4Dg/S220/IMG_3141.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-556675988060658346.post-4984280663475743926</id><published>2009-01-08T15:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T16:06:15.526-08:00</updated><title type='text'>To exciting now!</title><content type='html'>I guess I shouldn't have ever said my life was boring because then you get all sorts of things thrown at you! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;, I get the ridiculous duty of taking care of my aunt &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Raette's&lt;/span&gt; four legged family while she is away at her fathers funeral. This includes more cats than I think I can name, Tex, the impossibly fat, toy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Australian&lt;/span&gt; sheep dog, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Bugsy&lt;/span&gt; and Sophie, the cutest, naughtiest, little half &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Maltese&lt;/span&gt; half &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Yorkie&lt;/span&gt; puppies you have ever laid eyes on. I have them until Sunday and I started &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Tuesday&lt;/span&gt;. Everything was going great, except for the occasional puppy piddle on the floor. I went to potty everybody this morning and I thought a treat was needed. BIG MISTAKE. note to self- read fine print and make sure that wussy dogs will be able to swallow them. So Tex ate his right up, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Bugsy&lt;/span&gt; was fine, but poor little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Sohpie&lt;/span&gt; just couldn't quite figure out how to get that sucker down! It didn't help that Tex felt the need to try and steal it from her! I tried to take the treat to break it in to smaller &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;pieces&lt;/span&gt; but Sophie didn't want my help. So immediately after this whole ordeal, we went back inside and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; when the terrible whining started. Not normal little dog whines, but I'm really really in pain whines! Frantically I called the one person I knew who would &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;actually&lt;/span&gt; know what to do... HOLLY!! She said call &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Raette&lt;/span&gt;, which I did, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Raette&lt;/span&gt; being the weirdly calm type no matter how big of a deal this is kind of person, told me to check on her in a few hours. Anyways, long story (about a dog) short, we ended up taking her to the vet because I just couldn't handle the whole stress out of the thing. The stupid vet said that she was fine but would do an x-ray just to be on the safe side and guess what! Something was stuck in her throat! I TOLD YOU SO is what I should have yelled at that stupid jerk! Needless to say, Sophie has recovered and all is well! I think extra payment is in demand due to my pain and suffering, but what am I talking about, at least I didn't get a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;thermometer&lt;/span&gt; shoved up my bum!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/556675988060658346-4984280663475743926?l=katielyn2403.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katielyn2403.blogspot.com/feeds/4984280663475743926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=556675988060658346&amp;postID=4984280663475743926' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/556675988060658346/posts/default/4984280663475743926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/556675988060658346/posts/default/4984280663475743926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katielyn2403.blogspot.com/2009/01/to-exciting-now.html' title='To exciting now!'/><author><name>Katie Didd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13883530890618704064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_omUH5iX18Xg/SRpQcWK-7lI/AAAAAAAAAA4/AjFITg3L4Dg/S220/IMG_3141.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-556675988060658346.post-6748036594727083992</id><published>2009-01-05T08:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T08:59:55.316-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CHING CHA CHING CHING CHING CHING CHA CHING!!!!</title><content type='html'>Ok, so I did something just a little illegal on Friday night. No, nothing like go to jail illegal, just tsk tsk illegal. Lets start from the beginning.... It was Friday night and Brian (my ex who I'm still friends with, confusing but whatever) and I were in charge of entertaining his niece (Ellie 14 months) and nephew (Will 3 years). Seeing as how I have the maternal instinct and such, it turned into just me in charge of the little rascals. They are so so adorable though so I had fun. Well, Brian's brother-in-law wanted to take a family bonding trip to the most obvious place! Not temple square, but the small city of Wendover, UTAH NEVADA. So, everyone over 21 (except for Brian's parents) were going and I for sure wasn't going to miss out on all that fun, so on the band wagon I jumped. We left at about 6:30, knowing that since it was snowing ridiculously hard it would take longer than normal to reach the tiny sin city. Wait, I'm getting ahead of myself... In the car already was Lee, Emily, Justin, Brian and myself and we had to make the trek down to SLC to pick up Brian's sister Laura. Once all the sinners were in the car, we needed some much needed sustenance. Burger Kings shining beacon was our guiding light. After an order that would drive any sane drive through attendant nuts, we were off and stuffing our faces. The road there was so so so bad, but we couldn't be derailed. Only one almost near accident moment, we finally saw the lights on the horizon. Laura, who is a Wendover pro. informed us that our best casino choices were The Nugget (which has the best ventilation apparently), Monetego Bay (inside looks like what you would see in a real Las Vegas casino), and the Red Garter (the slums of Wendover). We stopped at the Nugget first. It was the sugar bowl so lots of intoxicated Ute fans which equals lots and lots of noise. Emily and I were in desperate need of the facilities, so off we went. My first experience of Wendover was two inebriated females in the bathroom exclaiming how fun they were. Ok off to do the walk through. (NOTE TO READER.... I don't turn 21 until August so I was praying no one would card me) We hit the Nickel slots to "warm up" $1.00 lost. Then we decided to monitor the boys spending at the black jack tables. After Lee was down $10.00 and Justin up $15.00. Emily and I decided to leave and do some penny slots. Up $3.87, keep in mind this was all on the penny slots. Ok, lets speed this up, so back to the black jack tables. The boys blew through a total of $135.00 combined and we decided to cut our loses and head over to the montego bay. That place was like a cloud of cigarette smoke so we stayed for a max of 5 minutes. We headed back to the Nugget to the bathroom one more time, because Laura told us not to use the one at the Red Garter. Emily noticed a dollars worth of change on the floor and I jokingly said, pick it up! She informed me that she wasn't that poor and no, she wasn't picking up the potty change. We were all in desperate need of some H2O, and once again Burger King was our saving grace. Off to the red garter, the only place in Wendover where the nickle slots actually pay out real nickles. We (all the girls) changed $5.00 for nickles and headed to the slots. Ok, the ching ching ching noise is so so fun to hear!!! I got a little over zealous and ended up losing all $5.00 and then some. So as we left, at 12:00, here was our totals. Lee- down $100.00 Justin- down $40.00 Emily- about even Laura- no idea, she disappeared for about 30 minutes so who knows Brian- down $20.00 Katie- down $14.00. We didn't get home until 3:00 a.m. because of the weather and my car got stuck in Brian's driveway so I had to have him take me home. By the time I was asleep, it was 4:00. I had to be up at 7:00 am for the merit badge pow wow and think that this will be the last Wendover trip for awhile. I think it was worth it. I hope you all enjoyed this evening just as much as I did!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/556675988060658346-6748036594727083992?l=katielyn2403.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katielyn2403.blogspot.com/feeds/6748036594727083992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=556675988060658346&amp;postID=6748036594727083992' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/556675988060658346/posts/default/6748036594727083992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/556675988060658346/posts/default/6748036594727083992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katielyn2403.blogspot.com/2009/01/ching-cha-ching-ching-ching-ching-cha.html' title='CHING CHA CHING CHING CHING CHING CHA CHING!!!!'/><author><name>Katie Didd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13883530890618704064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_omUH5iX18Xg/SRpQcWK-7lI/AAAAAAAAAA4/AjFITg3L4Dg/S220/IMG_3141.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-556675988060658346.post-4227290405867791669</id><published>2009-01-01T09:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T09:51:25.239-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I think its time for a post...</title><content type='html'>Seeing as it has been 2009 for 10 hours and 45 minutes, I think it is time to post, finally. What should I post about? How thankful I am for the last year? How excited I am for this new year? My resolutions that I will break tomorrow, or before the day is over. I'm at a loss. What does one say when they have had no life changing, exciting days recently that they feel the need to blog about! I sit and read about silly customers(Holly), new hair colors(Syd), and more, and think to myself, WOW, you have been extremely boring these last few weeks. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Soooooo&lt;/span&gt;, I have decided that this post will have to hold all you loyal blog readers over until I am inspired to write about something that will leave you all rolling on the floor laughing with super sore tummy muscle. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;That's&lt;/span&gt; right, I will not only leave you laughing, but give you your daily workout! You can thank me when those pants your wearing aren't as tight as they used to be!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/556675988060658346-4227290405867791669?l=katielyn2403.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katielyn2403.blogspot.com/feeds/4227290405867791669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=556675988060658346&amp;postID=4227290405867791669' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/556675988060658346/posts/default/4227290405867791669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/556675988060658346/posts/default/4227290405867791669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katielyn2403.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-think-its-time-for-post.html' title='I think its time for a post...'/><author><name>Katie Didd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13883530890618704064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_omUH5iX18Xg/SRpQcWK-7lI/AAAAAAAAAA4/AjFITg3L4Dg/S220/IMG_3141.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-556675988060658346.post-4122943741641816198</id><published>2008-12-12T20:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T20:33:37.001-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh what a glorious morning, oh what a glorious day... maybe</title><content type='html'>So yesterday was probably the longest day in my whole entire life. Ok that's an exaggeration but it was really really long. I left for Salt lake at 10 and was there until about 11. So here is the list of my crazy day...&lt;br /&gt;10:30- 12:00 Witch Doctor a.k.a. Energy &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Lady&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;12:00- drive to the middle of nowhere to find Holly and her new car.&lt;br /&gt;12:30- find car, oh and Holly.&lt;br /&gt;1:00- Long awaited lunch at Chile's which was thoroughly satisfying.&lt;br /&gt;2:00- Meet Melanie at Nordstrom&lt;br /&gt;3:00- Try to find beauty supply store&lt;br /&gt;-Went through whole long ordeal of trying to use my discount but have some one else pay. Dang hair product Nazis!&lt;br /&gt;3:45- stress about being late to meet Dillon back at Nordstrom at 4:00&lt;br /&gt;4:00- make it on time, help Dillon spend way to much money on a girl he isn't even dating (idiot)&lt;br /&gt;5:00- Meet G-ma, G-pa, and Addie Baby at Bed Bath and Beyond to buy wedding gift for crazy 18 year old step cousin who is getting married tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;6:00- Head to another beauty supply store to meet Whitnee to purchase some things.&lt;br /&gt;7:00- Whitnees house to re-fit her extensions&lt;br /&gt;-enjoy Star Dust, and Nachoooooooo Libre (I need to borrow some sweats)&lt;br /&gt;10:45- Get lost trying to find my way out of the Foothill neighborhood&lt;br /&gt;11:06- after speeding, make it home in one piece.&lt;br /&gt;Wowzers, I mean, I'm just one person! I'm to to to busy. Oh Oh Oh, I almost forgot!!! I woke up being blind in one eye, due to the fact that my eye was glued shut. I have Conjunctivitis, a.k.a. PINK EYE!! What the crap! That's all I can say to that gross thing!&lt;br /&gt;Much goopey love! Katie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/556675988060658346-4122943741641816198?l=katielyn2403.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katielyn2403.blogspot.com/feeds/4122943741641816198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=556675988060658346&amp;postID=4122943741641816198' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/556675988060658346/posts/default/4122943741641816198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/556675988060658346/posts/default/4122943741641816198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katielyn2403.blogspot.com/2008/12/oh-what-glorious-morning-oh-what.html' title='Oh what a glorious morning, oh what a glorious day... maybe'/><author><name>Katie Didd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13883530890618704064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_omUH5iX18Xg/SRpQcWK-7lI/AAAAAAAAAA4/AjFITg3L4Dg/S220/IMG_3141.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-556675988060658346.post-9204919123631623144</id><published>2008-12-06T21:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T21:05:18.789-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MAC and Katie, a secret love affair</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.kissandmakeup.tv/Mac%20Fafi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 480px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 500px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.kissandmakeup.tv/Mac%20Fafi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went to the MAC makeup trend show this morning and am thoroughly a believer in the fact that if you buy good makeup, you look good! So I spent $130.00 so what! It was well worth the money!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/556675988060658346-9204919123631623144?l=katielyn2403.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katielyn2403.blogspot.com/feeds/9204919123631623144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=556675988060658346&amp;postID=9204919123631623144' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/556675988060658346/posts/default/9204919123631623144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/556675988060658346/posts/default/9204919123631623144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katielyn2403.blogspot.com/2008/12/mac-and-katie-secret-love-affair.html' title='MAC and Katie, a secret love affair'/><author><name>Katie Didd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13883530890618704064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_omUH5iX18Xg/SRpQcWK-7lI/AAAAAAAAAA4/AjFITg3L4Dg/S220/IMG_3141.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-556675988060658346.post-5958238844930684375</id><published>2008-12-01T20:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T20:42:54.933-08:00</updated><title type='text'>If I had eyes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i187.photobucket.com/albums/x113/Rudolf_007/512iTunesLeopardblau.png"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 331px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 331px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i187.photobucket.com/albums/x113/Rudolf_007/512iTunesLeopardblau.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Put your iTunes on shuffle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. For each question, press the next button to get your answer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. YOU MUST WRITE THAT SONG TITLE DOWN NO MATTER HOW SILLY IT SOUNDS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Questions:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1) IF SOMEONE SAYS "IS THIS OKAY" YOU SAY?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Summer Love- Justin Timberlake&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2) WHAT WOULD BEST DESCRIBE YOUR PERSONALITY?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't want to be in love- Good Charlotte&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;3) WHAT DO YOU LIKE IN A GUY/GIRL?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Run and Tell that- Hair Spray&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;4) HOW DO YOU FEEL TODAY?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rock Yo Hips- Crime Mob ha ha ha &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;5) WHAT IS YOUR LIFE'S PURPOSE?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;While we wait- Jack Johnson&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;6)WHAT IS YOUR MOTTO?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Monster Mash- Dr. Demento&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;7) WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR PARENTS?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Party like a rockstar- Shop Boyz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;8) WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT VERY OFTEN?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Misery Business- Paramore&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;9) WHAT IS 2+2?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Keeps getting better- Christina Aguilera&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;10) WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR BEST FRIEND?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Make love in this club- Usher&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;11) WHAT DO YOU THINK OF THE PERSON YOU LIKE?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our Song- Taylor Swift&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;12) WHAT IS YOUR LIFE STORY?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love Bug- Jonas Brothers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;13) WHAT DO YOU WANT TO BE WHEN YOU GROW UP?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Part of your world- The little mermaid&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;14) WHAT DO YOU THINK WHEN YOU SEE THE PERSON YOU LIKE?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hey there Delilah- Plain White Tee's&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;15) WHAT DO YOUR PARENTS THINK OF YOU?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Outta My System- Bow Wow ha ha ha &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;16) WHAT WILL YOU DANCE TO AT YOUR WEDDING?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Someone to Call my Lover- Janet Jackson&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;17) WHAT WILL THEY PLAY AT YOUR FUNERAL?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Would You Go With Me- Josh Turner&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;18) WHAT IS YOUR HOBBY/INTEREST?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Damaged- Danity Kane&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;19) WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST SECRET?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I Have Nothing- Whitney Houston&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;20) WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR FRIENDS?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A Whole New World- Aladdin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;21) WHAT'S THE WORST THING THAT COULD HAPPEN?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kiss The Girl- Little Mermaid (I swear I have more than Disney music)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;22) HOW WILL YOU DIE?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;What you Thought you Need- Jack Johnson&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;23) WHAT IS THE ONE THING YOU REGRET?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Come So Far, Got So Far To Go- Hair Spray&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;24) WHAT MAKES YOU LAUGH?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rehab- Amy Winehouse&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;25) WHAT MAKES YOU CRY?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thriller- Michael Jackson (its scary)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;26) WILL YOU EVER GET MARRIED?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A Night to Remember- High School Musical&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;27) WHAT SCARES YOU THE MOST?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sister Christian- Night Ranger&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;28) DOES ANYONE LIKE YOU?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You're so Vain- Carly Simon (ouch)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;29) IF YOU COULD GO BACK IN TIME, WHAT WOULD YOU CHANGE?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Together Again- Janet Jackson &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;30) WHAT HURTS RIGHT NOW?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can't Take my Eyes Off of You- ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;31) WHAT WILL YOU POST THIS AS?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;If I Had Eyes- Jack Johnson&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, this was a great time waster! You should all take the time to post one. Some make sense, some not so much!&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/556675988060658346-5958238844930684375?l=katielyn2403.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katielyn2403.blogspot.com/feeds/5958238844930684375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=556675988060658346&amp;postID=5958238844930684375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/556675988060658346/posts/default/5958238844930684375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/556675988060658346/posts/default/5958238844930684375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katielyn2403.blogspot.com/2008/12/if-i-had-eyes.html' title='If I had eyes'/><author><name>Katie Didd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13883530890618704064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_omUH5iX18Xg/SRpQcWK-7lI/AAAAAAAAAA4/AjFITg3L4Dg/S220/IMG_3141.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-556675988060658346.post-2695202091401651079</id><published>2008-11-28T16:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T17:18:28.038-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I guess I got what was coming to me!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_omUH5iX18Xg/STCYWYuwtRI/AAAAAAAAABQ/xBKSZEXdJGM/s1600-h/Dane,+katie+and+Justin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273882674013975826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_omUH5iX18Xg/STCYWYuwtRI/AAAAAAAAABQ/xBKSZEXdJGM/s320/Dane,+katie+and+Justin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So wed. night was definitely a blast! We had so much fun going to the laser tag place which was a little, um in need of some updates lol! So anyways, I'm getting ahead of myself. The evening started out with a much needed visit to my sister and brother-in-law (uninvited I might add but they know they were so happy to see us)! So we decided that a few rounds of Mario Kart on the WII were in order, its not as easy as most would think. After I finally got in one win, we had to head out to the meeting place, a.k.a. The coburn-smith residence. Since it was Bollwinkel time, everyone was 15 minutes late but we got on our way. As we reached our destination of play, we made it in just enough time to squeeze in one game. I'm no laser tagger, but I didn't get last! We ganged up on everyone else which I must admit is not fair due to the weirdly large amount of cousins I have. Anyways, so we were off and it was decided Sydnie and Brett needed one more visit, so away we went and so stealthily snuck up to the door. They opened the door saying that they could hear us in the parking lot and the surprise was ruined. We stayed and raided the fridge then left. Well it took me like 10 flights of stairs to leave due to the fact that I can't keep track of my belongings and had to go back up for what was left behind, a much needed work out. The night was still young and there was much fun to be had so off we went to play rock band, no clubbing for us thanks to my sick cough that was sure to repel all within a 50 foot radius. As the family band began, just like the Osmonds, without matching pants, hunger pains fell upon the room! Katie, Justin, and Brenon to the rescue! After taking down a full page order for seven people we headed to Wendys, even though they somehow always manage to screw things up. I drove up with the warning that this was a giant order and that they needed o be ready! Ok it went something like this.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2 Small vanilla frostys&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 Medium vanilla frosty&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2 Small chocolate frostys&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 Baby sized chocolate frosty&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;3 Chicken nuggets with sweet and sour sauce&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 99 cent crispy chicken sandwich&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2 Jr. bacon cheese burgers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 Jr. cheese burger&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2 Small fries&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 Large fry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 Large Dr. Pepper&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 Small Dr. Pepper&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 Small Root Beer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A mouthful, I know, the total was astronomical for wendys and after checking the bags, we thought we had everything! We made it home with all but the medium vanilla frosty :( !!!! Oh well, Dillan lived! So we stayed and played, learning that Dane is tone deaf, Katie must have no sense of timing, and we are all together a pathetic bunch! We left at about 12:00 and the night was complete! I would blog about Thanksgiving but this blog is already so long you must be bored with me! Oh and about the title I am still sick, going on the twelfth day, I guess I should sleep and rest instead of party hard! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/556675988060658346-2695202091401651079?l=katielyn2403.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katielyn2403.blogspot.com/feeds/2695202091401651079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=556675988060658346&amp;postID=2695202091401651079' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/556675988060658346/posts/default/2695202091401651079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/556675988060658346/posts/default/2695202091401651079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katielyn2403.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-guess-i-got-what-was-coming-to-me.html' title='I guess I got what was coming to me!'/><author><name>Katie Didd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13883530890618704064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_omUH5iX18Xg/SRpQcWK-7lI/AAAAAAAAAA4/AjFITg3L4Dg/S220/IMG_3141.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_omUH5iX18Xg/STCYWYuwtRI/AAAAAAAAABQ/xBKSZEXdJGM/s72-c/Dane,+katie+and+Justin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-556675988060658346.post-6026171073898485445</id><published>2008-11-26T17:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T17:50:21.661-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tonight will be one for the history books!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ok,&lt;/span&gt; so here is the plan, all the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Bollwinkel&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;fam&lt;/span&gt; is in town and any cousin over the age of 12 will be getting together for an evening of laser tag. Its going to be awesome!!! Then anyone over the age of 18 will be heading out to the clubs to "get our freak on". Wish us luck, its going to be a night to remember!Tomorrow I will use my inebriated state due to the large amounts of turkey I plan to consume, to post on the many crazy events I can almost &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;guarantee&lt;/span&gt;! I know, I know, every one wants to be a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Bollwinkel&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/556675988060658346-6026171073898485445?l=katielyn2403.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katielyn2403.blogspot.com/feeds/6026171073898485445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=556675988060658346&amp;postID=6026171073898485445' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/556675988060658346/posts/default/6026171073898485445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/556675988060658346/posts/default/6026171073898485445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katielyn2403.blogspot.com/2008/11/tonight-will-be-one-for-history-books.html' title='Tonight will be one for the history books!'/><author><name>Katie Didd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13883530890618704064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_omUH5iX18Xg/SRpQcWK-7lI/AAAAAAAAAA4/AjFITg3L4Dg/S220/IMG_3141.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-556675988060658346.post-6255188439970473007</id><published>2008-11-22T14:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T14:58:58.424-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Only the most amazing thing in the whole wide world!</title><content type='html'>I saw TWILIGHT and all I can say is wow!!! I am in love,it is my new favorite movie and the need to see it again must be fufilled! Any takers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/556675988060658346-6255188439970473007?l=katielyn2403.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katielyn2403.blogspot.com/feeds/6255188439970473007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=556675988060658346&amp;postID=6255188439970473007' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/556675988060658346/posts/default/6255188439970473007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/556675988060658346/posts/default/6255188439970473007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katielyn2403.blogspot.com/2008/11/only-most-amazing-thing-in-whole-wide.html' title='Only the most amazing thing in the whole wide world!'/><author><name>Katie Didd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13883530890618704064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_omUH5iX18Xg/SRpQcWK-7lI/AAAAAAAAAA4/AjFITg3L4Dg/S220/IMG_3141.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-556675988060658346.post-395780854587892863</id><published>2008-11-12T17:56:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T14:59:16.713-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Free-IQTest.net</title><content type='html'>&lt;a title="Free IQ Test" href="http://www.free-iqtest.net/"&gt;&lt;img height="100" alt="Free IQ Test" src="http://www.free-iqtest.net/images/badges2/l134.gif" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Free-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;IQ Test&lt;/span&gt;.net - &lt;a title="Free IQ Test" href="http://www.free-iqtest.net/"&gt;Free IQ Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="VISIBILITY: hidden; WIDTH: 0px; HEIGHT: 0px" height="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bHQ9MTIyNjU*MTM3NzEyNyZwdD*xMjI2NTQxMzk5NTc4JnA9MTA5MTkxJmQ9RklRJm49YmxvZ2dlciZnPTEmdD*mbz*2Yzk*ZDBlN2NjMTU*NDI5OWRlNWYzZWFkNzM3YWRlMA==.gif" width="0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; right, I took the test and I am basically a genius Full Scale IQ Scores&lt;br /&gt;Here is an IQ scale to prove to you that I am "GIFTED"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;below 70-75&lt;br /&gt;Mentally Retarded *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;70-79&lt;br /&gt;Borderline MR *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;85-99&lt;br /&gt;Lower normal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;100-114&lt;br /&gt;Upper normal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;115-129&lt;br /&gt;Bright&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;130-144&lt;br /&gt;Gifted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;145-159&lt;br /&gt;Highly gifted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;160-above&lt;br /&gt;Profoundly gifted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You take the test and see if you are as smart as me!!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;MUWAHHHAHAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;That's&lt;/span&gt; my evil laugh because now I can take over the world due to my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;infinite&lt;/span&gt; amount of wisdom!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/556675988060658346-395780854587892863?l=katielyn2403.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katielyn2403.blogspot.com/feeds/395780854587892863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=556675988060658346&amp;postID=395780854587892863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/556675988060658346/posts/default/395780854587892863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/556675988060658346/posts/default/395780854587892863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katielyn2403.blogspot.com/2008/11/free-iqtestnet.html' title='Free-IQTest.net'/><author><name>Katie Didd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13883530890618704064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_omUH5iX18Xg/SRpQcWK-7lI/AAAAAAAAAA4/AjFITg3L4Dg/S220/IMG_3141.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-556675988060658346.post-9038935137383320832</id><published>2008-11-11T19:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T19:49:08.709-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Color me mine</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;So basically I feel really good that I have two exciting things to blog about in one day!! After taking a much needed nap, and feeling good about that decision, Rachel and I decided it was time to start getting &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ready&lt;/span&gt; for Christmas. My mother is one tough cookie to shop for, so whats the easy thing to do? Make her something crafty that she has to love due to the fact that I am her beautiful, talented daughter, and she does not want to stunt my creative developmental growth. Anyways, if you have never been to color me mine, you must take the time to do so. The experience was truly &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;therapeutic&lt;/span&gt; and relaxing! You start by picking out your piece of pottery, then let your imagination run wild. Now I can't tell you what I made, just in case my mother figures out how to check my blog, but I can tell you that some one should hire me to be the next &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Picasso&lt;/span&gt; or something! Just kidding, but it really wasn't half bad. Even though I used the wrong color at first, oh well, just being creative I guess!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/556675988060658346-9038935137383320832?l=katielyn2403.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katielyn2403.blogspot.com/feeds/9038935137383320832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=556675988060658346&amp;postID=9038935137383320832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/556675988060658346/posts/default/9038935137383320832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/556675988060658346/posts/default/9038935137383320832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katielyn2403.blogspot.com/2008/11/color-me-mine.html' title='Color me mine'/><author><name>Katie Didd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13883530890618704064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_omUH5iX18Xg/SRpQcWK-7lI/AAAAAAAAAA4/AjFITg3L4Dg/S220/IMG_3141.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-556675988060658346.post-1814986200224535647</id><published>2008-11-11T13:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T13:23:59.830-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh to be three and little again!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.katielawrancedance.com/balletshoe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 308px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 441px" alt="" src="http://www.katielawrancedance.com/balletshoe.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today marked the first day of my new job teaching dance, and all I can say is man do those girls have it easy! To be able to parade around all day in pink tights, leotards, and pretty shoes! I felt like a princess and I really didn't do that much. Ballet should be a must in every little girls future. Basically it went really, really well, and I already have two little shadows who love me very much. Anyways, I have decided that now whenever I want to feel like a princess, I will put on my new ballet shoes and do a few &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;tendus&lt;/span&gt; and plies and all my troubles will &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;disappear&lt;/span&gt;. I think this will be my new motto for the year. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/556675988060658346-1814986200224535647?l=katielyn2403.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katielyn2403.blogspot.com/feeds/1814986200224535647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=556675988060658346&amp;postID=1814986200224535647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/556675988060658346/posts/default/1814986200224535647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/556675988060658346/posts/default/1814986200224535647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katielyn2403.blogspot.com/2008/11/oh-to-be-three-and-little-again.html' title='Oh to be three and little again!'/><author><name>Katie Didd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13883530890618704064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_omUH5iX18Xg/SRpQcWK-7lI/AAAAAAAAAA4/AjFITg3L4Dg/S220/IMG_3141.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-556675988060658346.post-8298722926031070536</id><published>2008-11-03T21:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T22:01:39.372-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What did I get myself into!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://cache.eb.com/eb/image?id=93482&amp;amp;rendTypeId=34"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 530px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 203px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://cache.eb.com/eb/image?id=93482&amp;amp;rendTypeId=34" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I used to take a small amount of dance with my theater classes, making me no expert, yet some what knowledgeable in the subject. Anyways, my teacher at school told me about a job at her daughters dance studio teaching 2-3 year old's dance. I was thinking perfect! I will teach them a few little things and just let them play around and get paid 9 dollars an hour! What a good gig! Well after accepting the job offer, I find out her studio is only ballet, which I know nothing about!!! So, I spent an hour on google, followed by 30 ridiculous minutes of attempting "practice" in the mirror, and have decided the only thing I can say is son of a, well you know how it ends! Anyways, I think I will see how much I can fake and then accept the loss that I am never going to be a prima-ballerina! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/556675988060658346-8298722926031070536?l=katielyn2403.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katielyn2403.blogspot.com/feeds/8298722926031070536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=556675988060658346&amp;postID=8298722926031070536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/556675988060658346/posts/default/8298722926031070536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/556675988060658346/posts/default/8298722926031070536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katielyn2403.blogspot.com/2008/11/what-did-i-get-myself-into.html' title='What did I get myself into!!'/><author><name>Katie Didd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13883530890618704064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_omUH5iX18Xg/SRpQcWK-7lI/AAAAAAAAAA4/AjFITg3L4Dg/S220/IMG_3141.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-556675988060658346.post-6782885909474924079</id><published>2008-10-30T21:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T22:15:16.362-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Slacker and a half</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;So I feel like a real blogging slacker. How is it I can check my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;face book&lt;/span&gt; several times a day, yet writing one tiny blog takes me weeks!! So new goal, as I need something to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;thoroughly&lt;/span&gt; distract me from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;extenuating&lt;/span&gt; circumstance, I am going to write a new blog at least once a week. So lets see, most &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;interesting&lt;/span&gt; thing today... My sister and I spent hours finding all the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;necessities&lt;/span&gt; for the perfect costume. Her and Brett are being &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Kanye&lt;/span&gt; West and a gold digger. Our adventure started out at the local Old Navy to find this gold dress, well long story short, it was an extra large, and if you know my sister, she is no extra large. We bought it as a last resort but I had a feeling we could do better. Next stop, Ross. Ross had an incredible selection of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;extremely&lt;/span&gt; tacky gold dresses, as well as a slinky little red number we eyed. After a few good laughs in the dressing room (due to a little gold dress made for a 7 year old) we found one. Next stop home, where we find Brett still not ready for his Halloween party. Several costume ideas were tossed about until we fell on the safe bet of pro-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;skier&lt;/span&gt;. A yummy grilled cheese and just a little Ugly Betty and we were off, yet again to Ross. This time for some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;stezzy&lt;/span&gt; sneakers in bright colors. Holy cow!!! Do you realize that sneakers are ridiculously &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;expensive&lt;/span&gt;! So we traveled two stores down to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Michael's&lt;/span&gt; for some paint for old sneakers, some very gorgeous Christmas ornaments, and dollar finds! You have to love those. You would think we were done right, nope! The dollar store was in our near future. They let me down which never happens so that was a bust, no jewelry which I thought would be there for sure. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; last stop right, I don't think so!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Wal&lt;/span&gt;-mart was our last chance for some cheap gold bracelets. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Sydnie&lt;/span&gt; waited to long and all the sick bracelets were taken, but we found some that made do. Home finally! NOPE!!! We had one last stop, Old Navy to return the to large dress. We made it home eventually and had a pretty darn good time doing it all. So Syd, this is an ode to you and always making things just a little to hard! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/556675988060658346-6782885909474924079?l=katielyn2403.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katielyn2403.blogspot.com/feeds/6782885909474924079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=556675988060658346&amp;postID=6782885909474924079' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/556675988060658346/posts/default/6782885909474924079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/556675988060658346/posts/default/6782885909474924079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katielyn2403.blogspot.com/2008/10/slacker-and-half.html' title='Slacker and a half'/><author><name>Katie Didd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13883530890618704064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_omUH5iX18Xg/SRpQcWK-7lI/AAAAAAAAAA4/AjFITg3L4Dg/S220/IMG_3141.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-556675988060658346.post-8789891544332263402</id><published>2008-10-24T20:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T20:21:54.411-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Movie news</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://biblioharlot.files.wordpress.com/2008/05/official_twilight_movie_poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 600px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 888px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://biblioharlot.files.wordpress.com/2008/05/official_twilight_movie_poster.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wanted to go to High School Musical tonight, but we were too lazy. However, Holly and I bought tickets to the midnight showing of Twilight!!! Well really the 12:30 because we wouldn't have buffer seats in the 12:00. (Buffer seats are ones that seperate you from the rest of those twilight zombies) Hopefully we don't have any weirdo's that are singles that try to sit by us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/556675988060658346-8789891544332263402?l=katielyn2403.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katielyn2403.blogspot.com/feeds/8789891544332263402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=556675988060658346&amp;postID=8789891544332263402' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/556675988060658346/posts/default/8789891544332263402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/556675988060658346/posts/default/8789891544332263402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katielyn2403.blogspot.com/2008/10/movie-news.html' title='Movie news'/><author><name>Katie Didd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13883530890618704064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_omUH5iX18Xg/SRpQcWK-7lI/AAAAAAAAAA4/AjFITg3L4Dg/S220/IMG_3141.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-556675988060658346.post-4449871599507850030</id><published>2008-08-18T18:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T18:45:26.286-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First, Myspace, then facebook, now blogging... what is the world coming to!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;So, I have spent many a long hour staring zombishly at all the fascinating beautiful blogs out there in the world. There are ones showcasing the joys and strife's of married life, the beautiful blossoming of sweet babies, and some, like mine, that are just for passing the time and feeling left out of the world that is blogging. I will try to let you have a small glimpse in my life, I know you all want to know. Hope you love my insight!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/556675988060658346-4449871599507850030?l=katielyn2403.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katielyn2403.blogspot.com/feeds/4449871599507850030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=556675988060658346&amp;postID=4449871599507850030' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/556675988060658346/posts/default/4449871599507850030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/556675988060658346/posts/default/4449871599507850030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katielyn2403.blogspot.com/2008/08/first-myspace-then-facebook-now.html' title='First, Myspace, then facebook, now blogging... what is the world coming to!'/><author><name>Katie Didd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13883530890618704064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_omUH5iX18Xg/SRpQcWK-7lI/AAAAAAAAAA4/AjFITg3L4Dg/S220/IMG_3141.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
