<?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-8676839165478792153</id><updated>2012-01-12T21:07:36.126-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Future Nurse Emily</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://futurenurseemily.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8676839165478792153/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://futurenurseemily.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Emily Stradling</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XXc_R_7AsH0/Shp11JcCTEI/AAAAAAAAARE/-BmmxOYcrRM/S220/Emily+profile.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>20</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8676839165478792153.post-2406653321809163653</id><published>2011-06-14T20:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-14T20:48:10.539-07:00</updated><title type='text'>See Ya!</title><content type='html'>Check Out My New Blog: &lt;a href="http://www.emilyontherecord.blogspot.com/"&gt;Emily On The Record&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8676839165478792153-2406653321809163653?l=futurenurseemily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://futurenurseemily.blogspot.com/feeds/2406653321809163653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8676839165478792153&amp;postID=2406653321809163653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8676839165478792153/posts/default/2406653321809163653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8676839165478792153/posts/default/2406653321809163653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://futurenurseemily.blogspot.com/2011/06/see-ya.html' title='See Ya!'/><author><name>Emily Stradling</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XXc_R_7AsH0/Shp11JcCTEI/AAAAAAAAARE/-BmmxOYcrRM/S220/Emily+profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8676839165478792153.post-8929807971021025769</id><published>2009-08-25T21:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T20:56:42.505-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 4 Months Dezi!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dezi is 4 months old today!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XXc_R_7AsH0/SpTAHJ4I4zI/AAAAAAAAASs/u4Nsj88ztC4/s1600-h/100_1619.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XXc_R_7AsH0/SpTAHJ4I4zI/AAAAAAAAASs/u4Nsj88ztC4/s320/100_1619.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374131484502844210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;To celebrate we played with bubbles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XXc_R_7AsH0/SpTAGRLnPUI/AAAAAAAAASk/ovtlTs_lZfU/s1600-h/100_1624.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XXc_R_7AsH0/SpTAGRLnPUI/AAAAAAAAASk/ovtlTs_lZfU/s320/100_1624.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374131469283704130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;And I got her 2 new squeaky toys: a duck&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XXc_R_7AsH0/SpTAFYzzv8I/AAAAAAAAASc/eef4UpBRJQw/s1600-h/100_1625.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XXc_R_7AsH0/SpTAFYzzv8I/AAAAAAAAASc/eef4UpBRJQw/s320/100_1625.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374131454151475138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;And A Lamb, she loved them both!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XXc_R_7AsH0/SpTAH4lsy7I/AAAAAAAAAS0/dEwO0vpDogI/s1600-h/100_1638.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XXc_R_7AsH0/SpTAH4lsy7I/AAAAAAAAAS0/dEwO0vpDogI/s320/100_1638.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374131497041972146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course she got a bacon flavored bone!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8676839165478792153-8929807971021025769?l=futurenurseemily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://futurenurseemily.blogspot.com/feeds/8929807971021025769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8676839165478792153&amp;postID=8929807971021025769' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8676839165478792153/posts/default/8929807971021025769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8676839165478792153/posts/default/8929807971021025769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://futurenurseemily.blogspot.com/2009/08/happy-4-months-dezi.html' title='Happy 4 Months Dezi!!!'/><author><name>Emily Stradling</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XXc_R_7AsH0/Shp11JcCTEI/AAAAAAAAARE/-BmmxOYcrRM/S220/Emily+profile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XXc_R_7AsH0/SpTAHJ4I4zI/AAAAAAAAASs/u4Nsj88ztC4/s72-c/100_1619.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8676839165478792153.post-2436589137046998019</id><published>2009-08-24T22:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T23:29:23.699-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Life In A Nut Shell</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;All By Myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XXc_R_7AsH0/SpN8Je_S3XI/AAAAAAAAARk/i0Zfq8vg008/s1600-h/whisperingmeadows.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 302px; height: 227px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XXc_R_7AsH0/SpN8Je_S3XI/AAAAAAAAARk/i0Zfq8vg008/s320/whisperingmeadows.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373775282762341746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;After living in Queen Creek for a year with my cousin Jodie, I decided to get my own apartment closer to work and school. I found an affordable 1 bedroom apartment near Dobson and Southern called Whispering Meadows. It's a little ghetto, but I've been here almost 3 months and I haven't had any issues.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Dezi Lou!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XXc_R_7AsH0/SpN8KKHJ_PI/AAAAAAAAARs/zV9ZXivKvRw/s1600-h/blueeyedgirl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XXc_R_7AsH0/SpN8KKHJ_PI/AAAAAAAAARs/zV9ZXivKvRw/s320/blueeyedgirl.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373775294338039026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;She had blue eyes when I first got her&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XXc_R_7AsH0/SpN8KgiKATI/AAAAAAAAAR0/SNfbSS0FCX0/s1600-h/kisses.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XXc_R_7AsH0/SpN8KgiKATI/AAAAAAAAAR0/SNfbSS0FCX0/s320/kisses.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373775300356866354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love my baby girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XXc_R_7AsH0/SpN8LcgST4I/AAAAAAAAAR8/BkMDaaxIBxM/s1600-h/100_1577.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XXc_R_7AsH0/SpN8LcgST4I/AAAAAAAAAR8/BkMDaaxIBxM/s320/100_1577.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373775316455149442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A Puppy Is Never Cuter Than When They Are Asleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XXc_R_7AsH0/SpN8MIdmBeI/AAAAAAAAASE/biI341oktL0/s1600-h/4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XXc_R_7AsH0/SpN8MIdmBeI/AAAAAAAAASE/biI341oktL0/s320/4.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373775328255018466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She has a lot of energy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So I guess I was bored and lonely in my 1 bedroom apartment by myself and decided I needed to add some chaos! Dezi is a jack russel terrier/lab mix. I got her when she was 9 weeks old and she will be 4 month tomorrow. I'm guessing (and hoping) she won't be more than 20 pounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Future Court Reporter Emily&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XXc_R_7AsH0/SpOCbjUX0oI/AAAAAAAAASM/2CdawTZg00I/s1600-h/court_reporter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 231px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XXc_R_7AsH0/SpOCbjUX0oI/AAAAAAAAASM/2CdawTZg00I/s320/court_reporter.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373782190231900802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;After doing a lot of thinking and researching, I decided to totally change my career path. I have always wanted to be a nurse, but this past year I have really questioned whether its right for me. After serving on a jury back in April, I decided I wanted a job in the court system. I found out Gateway Community College had one of the best court reporting programs in the US. I have been really nervous about this big change in my life, but today was my first day of class and all my fears were put aside. I really feel like this is where I am suppose to be and that I will really enjoy this career path.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XXc_R_7AsH0/SpOCcMA62KI/AAAAAAAAASU/-LPW91v6bAk/s1600-h/stenomachine.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 219px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XXc_R_7AsH0/SpOCcMA62KI/AAAAAAAAASU/-LPW91v6bAk/s320/stenomachine.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373782201156163746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I am renting a stenograph machine from the school and it is so old, it looks pretty much like this one here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8676839165478792153-2436589137046998019?l=futurenurseemily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://futurenurseemily.blogspot.com/feeds/2436589137046998019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8676839165478792153&amp;postID=2436589137046998019' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8676839165478792153/posts/default/2436589137046998019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8676839165478792153/posts/default/2436589137046998019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://futurenurseemily.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-life-in-nut-shell.html' title='My Life In A Nut Shell'/><author><name>Emily Stradling</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XXc_R_7AsH0/Shp11JcCTEI/AAAAAAAAARE/-BmmxOYcrRM/S220/Emily+profile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XXc_R_7AsH0/SpN8Je_S3XI/AAAAAAAAARk/i0Zfq8vg008/s72-c/whisperingmeadows.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8676839165478792153.post-1970087201378804126</id><published>2009-08-24T22:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T22:33:51.284-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Three Reasons Why I Really Wasn't Back:</title><content type='html'>&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; I have been crazy busy lately trying to figure out my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; My internet broke for a while and then once that was fixed my computer broke!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; Finally, and most importantly, I did not write the "I'm Back" blog, Kylee did!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8676839165478792153-1970087201378804126?l=futurenurseemily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://futurenurseemily.blogspot.com/feeds/1970087201378804126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8676839165478792153&amp;postID=1970087201378804126' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8676839165478792153/posts/default/1970087201378804126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8676839165478792153/posts/default/1970087201378804126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://futurenurseemily.blogspot.com/2009/08/three-reasons-why-i-really-wasnt-back.html' title='Three Reasons Why I Really Wasn&apos;t Back:'/><author><name>Emily Stradling</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XXc_R_7AsH0/Shp11JcCTEI/AAAAAAAAARE/-BmmxOYcrRM/S220/Emily+profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8676839165478792153.post-2282772841908909791</id><published>2009-05-25T03:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T03:37:08.781-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Im Back!</title><content type='html'>Hey everyone!&lt;br /&gt;Sorry It's been so long. I'm getting back into the blogging world now, with a little help from my sister :)Check back for more exciting posts and updates to come!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8676839165478792153-2282772841908909791?l=futurenurseemily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://futurenurseemily.blogspot.com/feeds/2282772841908909791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8676839165478792153&amp;postID=2282772841908909791' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8676839165478792153/posts/default/2282772841908909791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8676839165478792153/posts/default/2282772841908909791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://futurenurseemily.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-back.html' title='Im Back!'/><author><name>Emily Stradling</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XXc_R_7AsH0/Shp11JcCTEI/AAAAAAAAARE/-BmmxOYcrRM/S220/Emily+profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8676839165478792153.post-7622394135801040385</id><published>2009-01-05T12:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T12:40:49.628-08:00</updated><title type='text'>These Things Will Change!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:punctuationkerning/&gt;   &lt;w:validateagainstschemas/&gt;   &lt;w:saveifxmlinvalid&gt;false&lt;/w:SaveIfXMLInvalid&gt;   &lt;w:ignoremixedcontent&gt;false&lt;/w:IgnoreMixedContent&gt;   &lt;w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext&gt;false&lt;/w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText&gt;   &lt;w:compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:breakwrappedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:snaptogridincell/&gt;    &lt;w:wraptextwithpunct/&gt;    &lt;w:useasianbreakrules/&gt;    &lt;w:dontgrowautofit/&gt;   &lt;/w:Compatibility&gt;   &lt;w:browserlevel&gt;MicrosoftInternetExplorer4&lt;/w:BrowserLevel&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:latentstyles deflockedstate="false" latentstylecount="156"&gt;  &lt;/w:LatentStyles&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;style&gt; &lt;!--  /* Font Definitions */  @font-face  {font-family:"Freehand591 BT";  panose-1:3 8 4 2 4 2 6 3 4 3;  mso-font-charset:0;  mso-generic-font-family:script;  mso-font-pitch:variable;  mso-font-signature:135 0 0 0 27 0;}  /* Style Definitions */  p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal  {mso-style-parent:"";  margin:0in;  margin-bottom:.0001pt;  mso-pagination:widow-orphan;  font-size:12.0pt;  font-family:"Times New Roman";  mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";} @page Section1  {size:8.5in 11.0in;  margin:1.0in 1.25in 1.0in 1.25in;  mso-header-margin:.5in;  mso-footer-margin:.5in;  mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1  {page:Section1;} --&gt; &lt;/style&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable  {mso-style-name:"Table Normal";  mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0;  mso-tstyle-colband-size:0;  mso-style-noshow:yes;  mso-style-parent:"";  mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt;  mso-para-margin:0in;  mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt;  mso-pagination:widow-orphan;  font-size:10.0pt;  font-family:"Times New Roman";  mso-ansi-language:#0400;  mso-fareast-language:#0400;  mso-bidi-language:#0400;} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: times new roman;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; color: black;"&gt;So life has been a little hard lately. I hear this song from Taylor Swift and it is exactly how I feel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Change &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's a sad picture&lt;br /&gt;The final blow hits you&lt;br /&gt;Somebody else gets&lt;br /&gt;What you wanted again&lt;br /&gt;You know it's all the same&lt;br /&gt;Another time and place&lt;br /&gt;Repeating history&lt;br /&gt;And you're getting sick of it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I believe in whatever you do&lt;br /&gt;And I'll do anything to see it through&lt;br /&gt;Because these things will change&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you feel it now?&lt;br /&gt;These walls that they put up&lt;br /&gt;To hold us back&lt;br /&gt;Will fall down&lt;br /&gt;It's a revolution&lt;br /&gt;The time will come for us to finally win&lt;br /&gt;We'll sing hallelujah&lt;br /&gt;We'll sing hallelujah, oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we've been outnumbered&lt;br /&gt;Raided and now cornered&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to fight&lt;br /&gt;When the fight ain't fair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're getting stronger now&lt;br /&gt;Found things they never found&lt;br /&gt;They might be bigger&lt;br /&gt;But we're faster and never scared&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can walk away&lt;br /&gt;Say we don't need this&lt;br /&gt;But there's something in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Says we can beat this&lt;br /&gt;'Cause these things will change&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you feel it now?&lt;br /&gt;These walls that they put up&lt;br /&gt;To hold us back&lt;br /&gt;Will fall down&lt;br /&gt;It's a revolution&lt;br /&gt;The time will come for us to finally win&lt;br /&gt;We'll sing hallelujah&lt;br /&gt;We'll sing hallelujah, oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight we'll stand and get off our knees&lt;br /&gt;Fight for what we've worked for&lt;br /&gt;All these years&lt;br /&gt;The battle was long&lt;br /&gt;It was the fight of our lives&lt;br /&gt;But we'll stand up, champions tonight&lt;br /&gt;It was the night things changed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you see it now?&lt;br /&gt;The walls that they put up&lt;br /&gt;To hold us back&lt;br /&gt;Fell down&lt;br /&gt;It's a revolution&lt;br /&gt;Throw your hands up&lt;br /&gt;'Cause we never gave in&lt;br /&gt;We'll sing hallelujah&lt;br /&gt;We sang hallelujah&lt;br /&gt;Hallelujah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:punctuationkerning/&gt;   &lt;w:validateagainstschemas/&gt;   &lt;w:saveifxmlinvalid&gt;false&lt;/w:SaveIfXMLInvalid&gt;   &lt;w:ignoremixedcontent&gt;false&lt;/w:IgnoreMixedContent&gt;   &lt;w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext&gt;false&lt;/w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText&gt;   &lt;w:compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:breakwrappedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:snaptogridincell/&gt;    &lt;w:wraptextwithpunct/&gt;    &lt;w:useasianbreakrules/&gt;    &lt;w:dontgrowautofit/&gt;   &lt;/w:Compatibility&gt;   &lt;w:browserlevel&gt;MicrosoftInternetExplorer4&lt;/w:BrowserLevel&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:latentstyles deflockedstate="false" latentstylecount="156"&gt;  &lt;/w:LatentStyles&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;style&gt; &lt;!--  /* Font Definitions */  @font-face  {font-family:"Freehand591 BT";  panose-1:3 8 4 2 4 2 6 3 4 3;  mso-font-charset:0;  mso-generic-font-family:script;  mso-font-pitch:variable;  mso-font-signature:135 0 0 0 27 0;}  /* Style Definitions */  p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal  {mso-style-parent:"";  margin:0in;  margin-bottom:.0001pt;  mso-pagination:widow-orphan;  font-size:12.0pt;  font-family:"Times New Roman";  mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";} @page Section1  {size:8.5in 11.0in;  margin:1.0in 1.25in 1.0in 1.25in;  mso-header-margin:.5in;  mso-footer-margin:.5in;  mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1  {page:Section1;} --&gt; &lt;/style&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable  {mso-style-name:"Table Normal";  mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0;  mso-tstyle-colband-size:0;  mso-style-noshow:yes;  mso-style-parent:"";  mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt;  mso-para-margin:0in;  mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt;  mso-pagination:widow-orphan;  font-size:10.0pt;  font-family:"Times New Roman";  mso-ansi-language:#0400;  mso-fareast-language:#0400;  mso-bidi-language:#0400;} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I decided that I just need to not worry so much. The Lord knows my needs and my desires and He will provide with what He knows is best for me. I know that is true, sometimes I might act or even feel like I know better, but when it really comes down to it, I want to do what the Lord has in mind for me. I also know this means I need to keep living my life the best that I can, I can’t base my happiness on anything or anyone, it's up to be to choose to be happy. I have a good life and I have many blessings. &lt;/span&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/8676839165478792153-7622394135801040385?l=futurenurseemily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://futurenurseemily.blogspot.com/feeds/7622394135801040385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8676839165478792153&amp;postID=7622394135801040385' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8676839165478792153/posts/default/7622394135801040385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8676839165478792153/posts/default/7622394135801040385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://futurenurseemily.blogspot.com/2009/01/these-things-will-change.html' title='These Things Will Change!'/><author><name>Emily Stradling</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XXc_R_7AsH0/Shp11JcCTEI/AAAAAAAAARE/-BmmxOYcrRM/S220/Emily+profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8676839165478792153.post-5900930766305232081</id><published>2008-12-18T21:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T22:01:38.894-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My New Car</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ok, so its not &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt; new, I just haven't got around to blogging lately. Long story short: Back in October Kylee crashed my car on the way home from Disneyland. Luckily the insurance payed what I owed on my old car and I had enough to make a good down payment on a new one. Well, new to me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;My 2005 Honda Civic EX Special Edition&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XXc_R_7AsH0/SUs3HpS9Y5I/AAAAAAAAALU/tWip0NdLJ5k/s1600-h/mycar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 225px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XXc_R_7AsH0/SUs3HpS9Y5I/AAAAAAAAALU/tWip0NdLJ5k/s400/mycar.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281375592506024850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XXc_R_7AsH0/SUs3H2q-qPI/AAAAAAAAALs/-qOLaZhg3Ik/s1600-h/mycar4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 225px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XXc_R_7AsH0/SUs3H2q-qPI/AAAAAAAAALs/-qOLaZhg3Ik/s400/mycar4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281375596096432370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XXc_R_7AsH0/SUs3H3d7S3I/AAAAAAAAALk/Zn7PZZXcQ6Q/s1600-h/mycar3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 225px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XXc_R_7AsH0/SUs3H3d7S3I/AAAAAAAAALk/Zn7PZZXcQ6Q/s400/mycar3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281375596310121330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XXc_R_7AsH0/SUs3HwO7BTI/AAAAAAAAALc/IpdRW1RDnY8/s1600-h/mycar2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 225px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XXc_R_7AsH0/SUs3HwO7BTI/AAAAAAAAALc/IpdRW1RDnY8/s400/mycar2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281375594368140594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;I found it on Craigslist from a girl that was the original owner and she had taken really good care of it. I absolutely love it! It runs great and gets awesome MPG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8676839165478792153-5900930766305232081?l=futurenurseemily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://futurenurseemily.blogspot.com/feeds/5900930766305232081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8676839165478792153&amp;postID=5900930766305232081' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8676839165478792153/posts/default/5900930766305232081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8676839165478792153/posts/default/5900930766305232081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://futurenurseemily.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-new-car.html' title='My New Car'/><author><name>Emily Stradling</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XXc_R_7AsH0/Shp11JcCTEI/AAAAAAAAARE/-BmmxOYcrRM/S220/Emily+profile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XXc_R_7AsH0/SUs3HpS9Y5I/AAAAAAAAALU/tWip0NdLJ5k/s72-c/mycar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8676839165478792153.post-8957553017969780549</id><published>2008-12-11T17:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T22:10:02.174-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Dedication To Saulo Morris</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold;"&gt;I want to dedicate this Blog to a good friend and role model to many, Saulo Morris. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XXc_R_7AsH0/SUs5eMEZZpI/AAAAAAAAAL0/rwz8lAGDPoI/s1600-h/saulo.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XXc_R_7AsH0/SUs5eMEZZpI/AAAAAAAAAL0/rwz8lAGDPoI/s400/saulo.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281378178820564626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;The sound of a different (now distant) drummer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.azcentral.com/arizonarepublic/news/articles/2008/12/03/20081203Montini1204.html#comments"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;by E.J. Montini - Dec. 4, 2008 12:00 AMThe Arizona Republic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;When I found out that Saulo Morris died, I called Eric Byrnes, the Arizona Diamondbacks outfielder.&lt;br /&gt;"John (Saulo's father) sent me a text," Byrnes told me. "I started crying. The tears just came. It's not right, you know? It's not fair. And it's really frustrating." Saulo was so close to making it.&lt;br /&gt;He had endured a lot, never losing his optimism or his sense of humor, never asking for a better break than anyone else with a life-threatening illness, always believing that he could use what was happening to him to improve the lives of others. Then, just last month, he finally got some good news. A bone-marrow donor was found. A transplant might eradicate the leukemia that had appeared two years ago, when he was 16.&lt;br /&gt;All that he had to do was to get through one last round of chemotherapy. But he couldn't.&lt;br /&gt;There was an infection. Then another. And at 2:18 p.m. Tuesday, Saulo's family posted the following notice on the online journal (www.caringbridge. org/visit/saulomorris) that they'd been keeping for his friends and supporters:&lt;br /&gt;"Saulo has passed on to a better life on this 2nd day of December 2008."&lt;br /&gt;Saulo was a high-school baseball player. He played the bass drum in the marching band. He was an honor student. Byrnes became aware of him over a year ago, about the same time that I did.&lt;br /&gt;One of Saulo's teachers at Thunderbird &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a class="kLink" oncontextmenu="return false;" id="KonaLink0" onmouseover="adlinkMouseOver(event,this,0);" style="position: static; text-decoration: underline ! important;" onclick="adlinkMouseClick(event,this,0);" onmouseout="adlinkMouseOut(event,this,0);" href="http://www.azcentral.com/arizonarepublic/news/articles/2008/12/03/20081203Montini1204.html#" target="_top"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;High School&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; told me that a student of hers had donated the $6,750 that was raised in his name by the Make-a-Wish Foundation to Doctors Without Borders. He wanted to help victims of the war in Sudan.&lt;br /&gt;When Byrnes found out about Saulo's generosity, he invited the teenager to be a guest on his FSN Arizona television show.&lt;br /&gt;"That's how it started," Byrnes said, "but it became a friendship. He got to be like a little brother. The ups and downs were hard, but he always stayed positive. Just a couple of months ago, he had a full head of hair and was looking healthy. When I heard that they found a match for him, it was like justice had been served. If anybody deserved to live a long life, it was Saulo. Really. He is the type of person who makes sense out of this cynical world."&lt;br /&gt;Just last month, Saulo's family and friends held a bone-marrow donor drive at his high school.&lt;br /&gt;"He told me that he didn't think it would help him but that he felt really good knowing that somebody out there who was sick would find a match," Byrnes said.&lt;br /&gt;"He's a much better person than I could ever hope to be. People have told me that I've had a tough year, being injured and such. That's nothing. Nothing. Saulo was living through the harshest reality that there is and totally dealing with it. Smiling. Honestly, I want to be like him. I want to live my life like him. He's such a unique person. He's only a kid but he also is my role model."&lt;br /&gt;He didn't just march to the beat of a different drummer; he was that drummer.&lt;br /&gt;The first time I wrote about Saulo, he was too sick to talk. When he got better, he called to say, "Thanks for all those nice things you wrote about me. But it was too much."&lt;br /&gt;"That's him," Byrnes said. "I honestly believe that a spirit like that will live on forever. People will tell their kids about him. I know that I will."&lt;br /&gt;Saulo told me that meeting someone like Byrnes and having the support of his family, his friends and so many others made him feel "really, really lucky." He wished that everyone could experience something like that, adding, "Without the leukemia, of course."&lt;br /&gt;I said at the time that I hoped my own son might someday grow into a person like him. And even more, that someday I might grow into a person like him.&lt;br /&gt;Reach Montini at 602-444-8978 or &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:ed.montini@arizonarepublic.com"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;ed.montini@arizonarepublic.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Saulo was wise beyond his years and always showed strength in all that he did and said. He new when his time on this Earth was soon coming to an end and he came to accept that. These were his last words:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My Journey&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by Saulo Morris &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Well, I’m going to start with my freshman year. My freshman year was great, I was in the marching band, on the football team, in the winter I wrestled and in the spring I played baseball. I felt like I made it, high school was going to be a blast. Then my sophomore year came along and I started out just as good as my freshman year and everything was working out for me. I thought I was going to have another great year. But, it didn’t work out how I thought it would. I noticed that toward the end of my sophomore year my mentation began to change when I would work out. Then I was diagnosed with leukemia, and I didn’t really have a junior year. So now I’m going to make the most of my senior year and compare to the last two years and everything I’ve been through it should be a breeze.&lt;br /&gt;My biggest hobby is my music. My life basically revolves around my music. I’m in the marching band here at Thunderbird, but don’t worry I’m not a horn player. I’m on the drum line, so no worries. I’m also in a band with three other guys. The name of our band is Sideways ∞. We thought it was kind of clever seeing how the 8 turned sideways is the infinity sign. We did our first headline show at the Phix. It went really well and it was a charity concert. So it was for a really good cause. We also recorded our first album so we’re all really stoked. It’s going to be titled “To Infinity and Beyond.” I think my biggest strengths come from my music, problem solving, my creativity, and positive outlook on life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;“I’ve been burning in water and drowning in fire trying to prove you wrong” -- author unknown. I really like that quote a lot. I wouldn’t say that the quote is a moral blueprint of my life, but it does have an influence on my life and the way I deal with situations. When I hear someone say, “Saulo, you can’t do that ...”, especially after all I’ve been through in the last year and a half, I do everything I possibly can to show that person that I’m perfectly capable of doing anything, and I want to prove them wrong. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I guess the one thing I would ask you to remember me by is not the tough times that I’ve been through, but remember all the good times. Remember Team Saulo and continue to help everyone around you. Make a difference in this world. Please remember me and don’t mourn for me, but celebrate me. Celebrate everything I did and please don’t forget me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold;"&gt;He lived an incredible life in his short 18 years, more than some people can show for their whole life. I am so grateful for the chance to have met him and be a small part of his life. He has touched so many lives, more than he will ever know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XXc_R_7AsH0/SUs6T-hGI3I/AAAAAAAAAL8/R8vGw6KnVoU/s1600-h/saulodad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 342px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XXc_R_7AsH0/SUs6T-hGI3I/AAAAAAAAAL8/R8vGw6KnVoU/s400/saulodad.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281379102895776626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8676839165478792153-8957553017969780549?l=futurenurseemily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://futurenurseemily.blogspot.com/feeds/8957553017969780549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8676839165478792153&amp;postID=8957553017969780549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8676839165478792153/posts/default/8957553017969780549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8676839165478792153/posts/default/8957553017969780549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://futurenurseemily.blogspot.com/2008/12/dedication-to-saulo-morris.html' title='A Dedication To Saulo Morris'/><author><name>Emily Stradling</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XXc_R_7AsH0/Shp11JcCTEI/AAAAAAAAARE/-BmmxOYcrRM/S220/Emily+profile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XXc_R_7AsH0/SUs5eMEZZpI/AAAAAAAAAL0/rwz8lAGDPoI/s72-c/saulo.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8676839165478792153.post-5749160533219919116</id><published>2008-09-28T22:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T23:52:40.060-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What's New???</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Here is a quick update on what is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:webdings;font-size:130%;"  &gt;new&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; in my life:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XXc_R_7AsH0/SOBjZrm9YDI/AAAAAAAAAJE/H5AQ2SFEiZ4/s1600-h/WW.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XXc_R_7AsH0/SOBjZrm9YDI/AAAAAAAAAJE/H5AQ2SFEiZ4/s320/WW.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251306458368008242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About 9 weeks ago I joined Weight Watchers with my cousins, then about a month after that my mom joined with me! I have really enjoyed the program. I feel like I am not deprived of any of the foods I want, but yet I am more aware of what I am eating and how much I am eating. I have lost a little over 13 pounds so far. The weight loss has been a little slower than I thought, but at least I feel like I am in control and it is slowly coming off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Moving Day!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; My cousin Jodie and I moved to Queen Creek about a month ago. My aunt Debi and Uncle Terri built a new house and because the housing market is so bad right now they were unable to sale their old house before the new one was done. They were so nice to allow Jodie and I to live in their old house until it sales. It is a very nice, big house and I feel very privileged to live here for the time being. My mom came over one Friday morning and helped me decorate my room. I was really happy the way it turned out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XXc_R_7AsH0/SOBnwsvVsrI/AAAAAAAAAJM/_jedgg2cBlM/s1600-h/New+House+sept+2008+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XXc_R_7AsH0/SOBnwsvVsrI/AAAAAAAAAJM/_jedgg2cBlM/s320/New+House+sept+2008+013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251311251855094450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XXc_R_7AsH0/SOBnxZoIH0I/AAAAAAAAAJU/rFNgHnWScEo/s1600-h/New+House+sept+2008+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XXc_R_7AsH0/SOBnxZoIH0I/AAAAAAAAAJU/rFNgHnWScEo/s320/New+House+sept+2008+014.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251311263904440130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XXc_R_7AsH0/SOBnxugUv9I/AAAAAAAAAJc/KIb_jg8N8-g/s1600-h/New+House+sept+2008+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XXc_R_7AsH0/SOBnxugUv9I/AAAAAAAAAJc/KIb_jg8N8-g/s320/New+House+sept+2008+015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251311269508857810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XXc_R_7AsH0/SOBnx5w-DbI/AAAAAAAAAJk/U3l21Y7VnI4/s1600-h/New+House+sept+2008+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XXc_R_7AsH0/SOBnx5w-DbI/AAAAAAAAAJk/U3l21Y7VnI4/s320/New+House+sept+2008+024.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251311272531463602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Family Time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;After I got all settled in to my new place I invited my family over for a B-B-Q and pool party&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: arial; font-weight: normal;font-size:100%;" &gt;It was a lot of fun to host my own party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XXc_R_7AsH0/SOBxolfvxhI/AAAAAAAAAKU/189YiuJpzkU/s1600-h/sept+2008+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XXc_R_7AsH0/SOBxolfvxhI/AAAAAAAAAKU/189YiuJpzkU/s200/sept+2008+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251322107587970578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XXc_R_7AsH0/SOBxorDS7TI/AAAAAAAAAKc/0Jam8bYsHrc/s1600-h/sept+2008+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XXc_R_7AsH0/SOBxorDS7TI/AAAAAAAAAKc/0Jam8bYsHrc/s200/sept+2008+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251322109079252274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XXc_R_7AsH0/SOBxoh_h_wI/AAAAAAAAAKk/K2Eiw1TrTiI/s1600-h/sept+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XXc_R_7AsH0/SOBxoh_h_wI/AAAAAAAAAKk/K2Eiw1TrTiI/s200/sept+4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251322106647543554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XXc_R_7AsH0/SOBqpUhUa2I/AAAAAAAAAJs/PmWZORRKS-8/s1600-h/New+House+sept+2008+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XXc_R_7AsH0/SOBqpUhUa2I/AAAAAAAAAJs/PmWZORRKS-8/s200/New+House+sept+2008+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251314423629638498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Skylar, Ethan, and Malissa chillin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XXc_R_7AsH0/SOBqptW-DiI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/cHJYDBzJG8c/s1600-h/New+House+sept+2008+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XXc_R_7AsH0/SOBqptW-DiI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/cHJYDBzJG8c/s200/New+House+sept+2008+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251314430297116194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Dallin torturing his girlfriend Amanda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XXc_R_7AsH0/SOBqqOMTXQI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/7RLy2xTgkOw/s1600-h/New+House+sept+2008+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XXc_R_7AsH0/SOBqqOMTXQI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/7RLy2xTgkOw/s200/New+House+sept+2008+005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251314439110745346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Dad is the master B-B-Qer in our family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XXc_R_7AsH0/SOBqqAMg4BI/AAAAAAAAAKE/GVzGt3g4peo/s1600-h/New+House+sept+2008+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XXc_R_7AsH0/SOBqqAMg4BI/AAAAAAAAAKE/GVzGt3g4peo/s200/New+House+sept+2008+008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251314435353534482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Mom made some really yummy brownies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XXc_R_7AsH0/SOBqqWgvGsI/AAAAAAAAAKM/IgxPjHQRaiA/s1600-h/New+House+sept+2008+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XXc_R_7AsH0/SOBqqWgvGsI/AAAAAAAAAKM/IgxPjHQRaiA/s200/New+House+sept+2008+010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251314441343933122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We made our own band, and we pretty much &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ROCK!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://media.photobucket.com/image/blondes%20fun/meghanmddx/Icons%20by%20meghan/BlonDes.jpg?o=29" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 548px; height: 121px;" src="http://i266.photobucket.com/albums/ii245/meghanmddx/Icons%20by%20meghan/BlonDes.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Do Blondes Really Have More Fun!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;So I have slowly started to become blonde by putting more and more highlights in my hair.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;A couple days ago I got my hair done and I am officially more blonde than I am red. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;So I guess I'll find out!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XXc_R_7AsH0/SOB1X6-MPtI/AAAAAAAAALM/IWxsWX8ikfM/s1600-h/New+House+sept+2008+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XXc_R_7AsH0/SOB1X6-MPtI/AAAAAAAAALM/IWxsWX8ikfM/s320/New+House+sept+2008+016.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251326219341545170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have very thick unruly hair, but my cousin Dusti (who has a hair salon in Queen Creek) always does a great job. Thanks Dusti!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/8676839165478792153-5749160533219919116?l=futurenurseemily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://futurenurseemily.blogspot.com/feeds/5749160533219919116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8676839165478792153&amp;postID=5749160533219919116' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8676839165478792153/posts/default/5749160533219919116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8676839165478792153/posts/default/5749160533219919116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://futurenurseemily.blogspot.com/2008/09/whats-new.html' title='What&apos;s New???'/><author><name>Emily Stradling</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XXc_R_7AsH0/Shp11JcCTEI/AAAAAAAAARE/-BmmxOYcrRM/S220/Emily+profile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XXc_R_7AsH0/SOBjZrm9YDI/AAAAAAAAAJE/H5AQ2SFEiZ4/s72-c/WW.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8676839165478792153.post-4828973423542771657</id><published>2008-09-16T14:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T15:21:48.630-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One Step At A Time </title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XXc_R_7AsH0/SNAuvKkRHSI/AAAAAAAAAI8/jv1yjboP248/s1600-h/jordin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XXc_R_7AsH0/SNAuvKkRHSI/AAAAAAAAAI8/jv1yjboP248/s320/jordin.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246744953711828258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I heard this song the other day, by Jordin Sparks, and I really loved it! I think because it really could relate to how I feel about my life right now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana; text-align: center;"&gt;Hurry up and wait so close but so far away&lt;br /&gt;Everything that you've always dreamed of&lt;br /&gt;Close enough for you to taste but you just can't touch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p face="verdana" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold; text-align: center;"&gt;You wanna show the world but no one knows your name yet&lt;br /&gt;Wonder when and where and how you're gonna make it&lt;br /&gt;You know you can if you get the chance&lt;br /&gt;In your face and the door keeps slamming&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p face="verdana" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana; text-align: center;"&gt;Now you're feeling more and more frustrated&lt;br /&gt;And you're getting all kind of impatient, waiting&lt;br /&gt;We live and we learn to take&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana; text-align: center;"&gt;One step at a time there's no need to rush&lt;br /&gt;It's like learning to fly or falling in love&lt;br /&gt;It's gonna happen when it's supposed to happen&lt;br /&gt;That we find the reasons why, one step at a time&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana; text-align: center;"&gt;You believe and you doubt&lt;br /&gt;You're confused and got it all figured out&lt;br /&gt;Everything that you always wished for&lt;br /&gt;Could be yours, should be yours, would be yours if they only knew&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana; text-align: center;"&gt;You wanna show the world but no one knows your name yet&lt;br /&gt;Wonder when and where and how you're gonna make it&lt;br /&gt;You know you can if you get the chance&lt;br /&gt;In your face and the door keeps slamming&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana; text-align: center;"&gt;Now you're feeling more and more frustrated&lt;br /&gt;And you're getting all kind of impatient, waiting&lt;br /&gt;We live and we learn to take&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana; text-align: center;"&gt;One step at a time there's no need to rush&lt;br /&gt;It's like learning to fly or falling in love&lt;br /&gt;It's gonna happen when it's supposed to happen&lt;br /&gt;That we find the reasons why, one step at a time&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana; text-align: center;"&gt;When you can't wait any longer&lt;br /&gt;But there's no end in sight&lt;br /&gt;It's the faith that makes you stronger&lt;br /&gt;The only way we get there is one step at a time&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana; text-align: center;"&gt;Take one step at a time there's no need to rush&lt;br /&gt;It's like learning to fly or falling in love&lt;br /&gt;It's gonna happen when it's supposed to happen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;That we find the reasons why, one step at a time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;One step at a time there's no need to rush&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It's like learning to fly or falling in love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It's gonna happen when it's supposed to happen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;That we find the reasons why, one step at a time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8676839165478792153-4828973423542771657?l=futurenurseemily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://futurenurseemily.blogspot.com/feeds/4828973423542771657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8676839165478792153&amp;postID=4828973423542771657' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8676839165478792153/posts/default/4828973423542771657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8676839165478792153/posts/default/4828973423542771657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://futurenurseemily.blogspot.com/2008/09/one-step-at-time.html' title='&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;&quot; &gt;One Step At A Time&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;'/><author><name>Emily Stradling</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XXc_R_7AsH0/Shp11JcCTEI/AAAAAAAAARE/-BmmxOYcrRM/S220/Emily+profile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XXc_R_7AsH0/SNAuvKkRHSI/AAAAAAAAAI8/jv1yjboP248/s72-c/jordin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8676839165478792153.post-4167380035971426431</id><published>2008-09-10T21:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T22:22:46.904-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Labor Day Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XXc_R_7AsH0/SMn2k_QYCPI/AAAAAAAAAI0/_dAq4eBik7E/s1600-h/Labor+Day+2008+084.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XXc_R_7AsH0/SMn2k_QYCPI/AAAAAAAAAI0/_dAq4eBik7E/s400/Labor+Day+2008+084.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244994356365494514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-weight: bold;"&gt;On our Annual Labor Day Weekend Campout, Dad, Mom, Me, Kylee, Stephen, Kelsey, and Skaylar, came. We didn't get our usual spot in Kehl Spring's because we ended up getting there after dark and all the spaces were taken. Mom and Dad found a good spot nearby, though. I actually liked it better, because we were completly on our own and we could be as loud as we wanted. The only bad thing was that we had to "build" our own bathroom. It was interesting, but it worked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XXc_R_7AsH0/SMisC-idQFI/AAAAAAAAAIM/1gE-dSj0l3k/s1600-h/Labor+Day+2008+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XXc_R_7AsH0/SMisC-idQFI/AAAAAAAAAIM/1gE-dSj0l3k/s320/Labor+Day+2008+006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244630933220180050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girls had to set-up our own tent. It was not an easy task, but we did it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(i'm not quite sure what skylar and stephen are doing in the background)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XXc_R_7AsH0/SMisCbkG2YI/AAAAAAAAAIE/omcAlUi7znU/s1600-h/Labor+Day+2008+077.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XXc_R_7AsH0/SMisCbkG2YI/AAAAAAAAAIE/omcAlUi7znU/s320/Labor+Day+2008+077.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244630923831859586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was Skylar's 14th Birthday while we were up there. We celebrated by having dump cake cooked in a dutch oven. It was so yummy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XXc_R_7AsH0/SMitVWpfYhI/AAAAAAAAAIk/ywxKmRtN-Fc/s1600-h/Labor+Day+2008+063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XXc_R_7AsH0/SMitVWpfYhI/AAAAAAAAAIk/ywxKmRtN-Fc/s320/Labor+Day+2008+063.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244632348441403922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XXc_R_7AsH0/SMisDuBG8bI/AAAAAAAAAIc/xYF6WOk4Wzg/s1600-h/Labor+Day+2008+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XXc_R_7AsH0/SMisDuBG8bI/AAAAAAAAAIc/xYF6WOk4Wzg/s320/Labor+Day+2008+005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244630945965207986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left: Kylee &amp;amp; Noah - The Reed Family came up on Saturaday and we had a lot of fun with them&lt;br /&gt;Right: Again, I'm not quite sure when it comes to these two boys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XXc_R_7AsH0/SMisDWkFXYI/AAAAAAAAAIU/5raK7KaB5a4/s1600-h/Labor+Day+2008+050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XXc_R_7AsH0/SMisDWkFXYI/AAAAAAAAAIU/5raK7KaB5a4/s320/Labor+Day+2008+050.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244630939669454210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Dad playing Bolo Ball, the funnest game ever! It's kinda like horseshoes, but instead of a horseshoe you have a rope with a golf ball on each end of it. You throw the golf ball rope and try to wrap it around one of the three pcp pipes. The bottom row gets 1 point, middle gets 2, and the top gets three points. You usually play on teams. It is so fun and addicting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XXc_R_7AsH0/SMiuEXWsigI/AAAAAAAAAIs/yBgatCd0ID8/s1600-h/Labor+Day+2008+082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XXc_R_7AsH0/SMiuEXWsigI/AAAAAAAAAIs/yBgatCd0ID8/s320/Labor+Day+2008+082.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244633156084861442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ok, so while we're camping all the girls (including my mom) are obsessing over these vampire books. They all brought the same book up called Breaking Dawn, and they couldn't seem to put them down. I guess I was the loser who brought her Microbiology book to study!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8676839165478792153-4167380035971426431?l=futurenurseemily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://futurenurseemily.blogspot.com/feeds/4167380035971426431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8676839165478792153&amp;postID=4167380035971426431' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8676839165478792153/posts/default/4167380035971426431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8676839165478792153/posts/default/4167380035971426431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://futurenurseemily.blogspot.com/2008/09/labor-day-weekend.html' title='Labor Day Weekend'/><author><name>Emily Stradling</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XXc_R_7AsH0/Shp11JcCTEI/AAAAAAAAARE/-BmmxOYcrRM/S220/Emily+profile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XXc_R_7AsH0/SMn2k_QYCPI/AAAAAAAAAI0/_dAq4eBik7E/s72-c/Labor+Day+2008+084.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8676839165478792153.post-7472790065130338553</id><published>2008-07-07T17:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T16:52:03.569-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Third Time's A Charm, I HOPE!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XXc_R_7AsH0/SHK5EzAFxKI/AAAAAAAAAH0/YmfNO50jPDM/s1600-h/tonsills.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220438410137027746" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XXc_R_7AsH0/SHK5EzAFxKI/AAAAAAAAAH0/YmfNO50jPDM/s320/tonsills.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Well it happened again! My throat started bleeding at 12:30 on Sunday morning and it didn't stop until 7:ooam when I went into my third surgery in less than 3 weeks! It was a horrible night/morning. I am so glad it is over, but this means soft foods for at least another week and I have to take it really easy so it doesn't happen again. I am so sad, I was so ready to go back to work and get back to my normal life this week. I'll make it though, and I am so grateful for my mom who has been with me through the worst of these past 3 weeks.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8676839165478792153-7472790065130338553?l=futurenurseemily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://futurenurseemily.blogspot.com/feeds/7472790065130338553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8676839165478792153&amp;postID=7472790065130338553' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8676839165478792153/posts/default/7472790065130338553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8676839165478792153/posts/default/7472790065130338553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://futurenurseemily.blogspot.com/2008/07/third-times-charm-i-hope.html' title='Third Time&apos;s A Charm, I HOPE!!!!'/><author><name>Emily Stradling</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XXc_R_7AsH0/Shp11JcCTEI/AAAAAAAAARE/-BmmxOYcrRM/S220/Emily+profile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XXc_R_7AsH0/SHK5EzAFxKI/AAAAAAAAAH0/YmfNO50jPDM/s72-c/tonsills.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8676839165478792153.post-1065296511340352961</id><published>2008-06-30T12:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T16:52:03.724-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tonsillectomy</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XXc_R_7AsH0/SGk-FXqR7hI/AAAAAAAAAHs/DRogoUM1o78/s1600-h/hospital.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217769905257049618" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XXc_R_7AsH0/SGk-FXqR7hI/AAAAAAAAAHs/DRogoUM1o78/s320/hospital.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;After having chronic Strep Throat and Tonsillitis for over a year, my doctor and I decided the best thing for me would be to get my tonsils out. I went to a outpatient surgery center on Friday, June 20th to get them out. I was doing okay until Monday I started throwing up non-stop! I had to go into the ER to get IV fluids and nausea medicine. I felt a lot better and started to heal really well. Kesley stayed with me all week and took good care of me. I was doing so good that I thought it would be fine if Kelsey went home Thursday night. Then the worst happened! I woke up Friday morning with a mouth full of blood! The back of my throat was hemorrhaging and I couldn't get the bleeding to stop. It was really scary because I was all by myself and I couldn't get a hold of any of my family members. I called my doctor and he said to keep crunching on ice and put it to the back of my throat. After about 3o minutes the bleeding started to slow down, but by then I was feeling really weak and my stomach hurt really bad. I finally go a hold of my mom and she came and got me and took me to the ER. My doctor was already at the ER and he said that I needed to go to the operating room ASAP. Everything was happening at once and I started to get an anxiety attack. The nurse was starting an IV, there were having me sign all sorts of paperwork, the Anesthesiologist was trying to explain that she was going to be putting a tube down my throat before she sedated me, the doctor was asking if we were ready to go..... I started to feel an anxiety attack come on. Luckily I held in there for about five more minutes and they gave me something to relax. The second surgery went well, the doctor cauterized the parts of my throat that was bleeding. I'm back at my parents house now, recovering from the second surgery. The doctor wants me to be extra careful and not have anything solid for 7-10 more days. It's kinda depressing because I have to start all over again. I'm glad the worse is over, though. HOPEFULLY! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8676839165478792153-1065296511340352961?l=futurenurseemily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://futurenurseemily.blogspot.com/feeds/1065296511340352961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8676839165478792153&amp;postID=1065296511340352961' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8676839165478792153/posts/default/1065296511340352961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8676839165478792153/posts/default/1065296511340352961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://futurenurseemily.blogspot.com/2008/06/tonsillectomy.html' title='Tonsillectomy'/><author><name>Emily Stradling</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XXc_R_7AsH0/Shp11JcCTEI/AAAAAAAAARE/-BmmxOYcrRM/S220/Emily+profile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XXc_R_7AsH0/SGk-FXqR7hI/AAAAAAAAAHs/DRogoUM1o78/s72-c/hospital.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8676839165478792153.post-7916993280463379283</id><published>2008-06-12T15:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T16:52:05.618-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SoCal So Fun!!!</title><content type='html'>I took Kelsey, Stephen, and Skylar on a fun &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ROADTRIP&lt;/span&gt; to Southern California.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XXc_R_7AsH0/SFGoE33KPDI/AAAAAAAAAGE/cKv5JDuAQLY/s1600-h/wayne+camping+094.jpg"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XXc_R_7AsH0/SFGoFD86t4I/AAAAAAAAAGM/R3NxUncGo0s/s1600-h/wayne+camping+096.jpg"&gt;  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XXc_R_7AsH0/SFGodgP0kiI/AAAAAAAAAGU/6VDyFhEcTR8/s1600-h/wayne+camping+094.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 261px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XXc_R_7AsH0/SFGodgP0kiI/AAAAAAAAAGU/6VDyFhEcTR8/s320/wayne+camping+094.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211131468670341666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XXc_R_7AsH0/SFGoFD86t4I/AAAAAAAAAGM/R3NxUncGo0s/s1600-h/wayne+camping+096.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 203px; height: 237px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XXc_R_7AsH0/SFGoFD86t4I/AAAAAAAAAGM/R3NxUncGo0s/s320/wayne+camping+096.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211131048757999490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent the first few days at Huntington Beach. I love the beach! We bought a couple of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;boogie boards&lt;/span&gt; and had so much fun riding the waves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XXc_R_7AsH0/SFH2wxDYRHI/AAAAAAAAAG0/UqHxpH6BISE/s1600-h/wayne+camping+119.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XXc_R_7AsH0/SFH2wxDYRHI/AAAAAAAAAG0/UqHxpH6BISE/s320/wayne+camping+119.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211217561506038898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XXc_R_7AsH0/SFH2FwjAYOI/AAAAAAAAAGs/31mYkqqoJ-g/s1600-h/wayne+camping+132.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XXc_R_7AsH0/SFH2FwjAYOI/AAAAAAAAAGs/31mYkqqoJ-g/s320/wayne+camping+132.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211216822635880674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also had fun playing in the sand and relaxing on the shore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XXc_R_7AsH0/SFH4jw9PnKI/AAAAAAAAAG8/Ct5jI7nMROs/s1600-h/wayne+camping+104.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XXc_R_7AsH0/SFH4jw9PnKI/AAAAAAAAAG8/Ct5jI7nMROs/s200/wayne+camping+104.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211219537165261986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XXc_R_7AsH0/SFH4k7iZUlI/AAAAAAAAAHM/ywtA2D9WyHw/s1600-h/wayne+camping+106.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XXc_R_7AsH0/SFH4k7iZUlI/AAAAAAAAAHM/ywtA2D9WyHw/s200/wayne+camping+106.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211219557185311314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XXc_R_7AsH0/SFH4kacAz7I/AAAAAAAAAHE/IaRXDf0Ev4A/s1600-h/wayne+camping+105.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XXc_R_7AsH0/SFH4kacAz7I/AAAAAAAAAHE/IaRXDf0Ev4A/s200/wayne+camping+105.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211219548300169138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry there is no pictures of me at the beach, I don't trust the kids with my camera when there is sand and water involved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XXc_R_7AsH0/SFH5-08ZBcI/AAAAAAAAAHU/2BXeTCYUDdI/s1600-h/wayne+camping+120.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XXc_R_7AsH0/SFH5-08ZBcI/AAAAAAAAAHU/2BXeTCYUDdI/s320/wayne+camping+120.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211221101603521986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XXc_R_7AsH0/SFH6Ayv3NjI/AAAAAAAAAHc/Xewz_up7zpg/s1600-h/wayne+camping+122.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XXc_R_7AsH0/SFH6Ayv3NjI/AAAAAAAAAHc/Xewz_up7zpg/s320/wayne+camping+122.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211221135373841970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though we put a lot of sunblock on, we ALL end up getting sunburned. Kesley and I got it the worse. We went to Wal-Green's our second night there and bought two bottles of Aloe Vera, and we almost used all of it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then on the third day we traveled an hour and a half to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Six Flags, Magic Mountain&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;It would have been a little better if we weren't so sun burned, but we had fun. My favorite ride was Tatsu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XXc_R_7AsH0/SFH9iRmgCoI/AAAAAAAAAHk/N8OSO4Rxyb8/s1600-h/tatsu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XXc_R_7AsH0/SFH9iRmgCoI/AAAAAAAAAHk/N8OSO4Rxyb8/s320/tatsu.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211225009126640258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It feels like you are flying!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8676839165478792153-7916993280463379283?l=futurenurseemily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://futurenurseemily.blogspot.com/feeds/7916993280463379283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8676839165478792153&amp;postID=7916993280463379283' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8676839165478792153/posts/default/7916993280463379283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8676839165478792153/posts/default/7916993280463379283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://futurenurseemily.blogspot.com/2008/06/socal-so-fun.html' title='SoCal So Fun!!!'/><author><name>Emily Stradling</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XXc_R_7AsH0/Shp11JcCTEI/AAAAAAAAARE/-BmmxOYcrRM/S220/Emily+profile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XXc_R_7AsH0/SFGodgP0kiI/AAAAAAAAAGU/6VDyFhEcTR8/s72-c/wayne+camping+094.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8676839165478792153.post-1903882883566100166</id><published>2008-06-04T11:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T16:52:08.252-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Memorial Day Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XXc_R_7AsH0/SFGaLqCV3OI/AAAAAAAAADU/P7uZeChQo1c/s1600-h/wayne+camping+056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XXc_R_7AsH0/SFGaLqCV3OI/AAAAAAAAADU/P7uZeChQo1c/s320/wayne+camping+056.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211115768897723618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Every year my family goes camping during Memorial Weekend and Labor Day Weekend. I love to go camping and I look forward to it every year. This year we were planning to go to our usual spot, Kehl Spring's, which is a little passed Pine and Strawberry. We had everything ready and all the food bought when we found out it was SNOWING in that area! My parents wanted to call the whole trip off, but being the strong determined spirit I am, I convinced them to keep our plans, and go somewhere else. We end going to a place by Globe. We were start&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XXc_R_7AsH0/SFGhxNts09I/AAAAAAAAAFc/Fziyu-U0hwY/s1600-h/wayne+camping+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XXc_R_7AsH0/SFGhxNts09I/AAAAAAAAAFc/Fziyu-U0hwY/s200/wayne+camping+013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211124110711378898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ing to get disapointed when we got close to the campsite because, all we could see was yucky desert landscape. Then we started driving up a mounta&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;n, we went up and up and up and it got greener and prettier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was such a nice campsite. There was Pondersosa pine trees all around us and a creek that ran right next to our campsite. It did rain the first night, but after that the weather was wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jodie and Kaitlyn crossing the creek&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XXc_R_7AsH0/SFGl0m4rNsI/AAAAAAAAAF0/XTq4ZMsNV3M/s1600-h/wayne+camping+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XXc_R_7AsH0/SFGl0m4rNsI/AAAAAAAAAF0/XTq4ZMsNV3M/s320/wayne+camping+016.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211128567054415554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gotta Love The Hammock!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XXc_R_7AsH0/SFGdIoXyKBI/AAAAAAAAAEU/3HgrLT3xcTE/s1600-h/wayne+camping+047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XXc_R_7AsH0/SFGdIoXyKBI/AAAAAAAAAEU/3HgrLT3xcTE/s200/wayne+camping+047.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211119015446063122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XXc_R_7AsH0/SFGdJI0tY7I/AAAAAAAAAEc/ZgVxr0_rETE/s1600-h/wayne+camping+031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XXc_R_7AsH0/SFGdJI0tY7I/AAAAAAAAAEc/ZgVxr0_rETE/s200/wayne+camping+031.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211119024157320114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XXc_R_7AsH0/SFGfCQbDBEI/AAAAAAAAAE0/w2iQ9z7jgYc/s1600-h/wayne+camping+081.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XXc_R_7AsH0/SFGfCQbDBEI/AAAAAAAAAE0/w2iQ9z7jgYc/s200/wayne+camping+081.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211121104961340482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XXc_R_7AsH0/SFGmjXrSHvI/AAAAAAAAAF8/mkMdVODeW9A/s1600-h/wayne+camping+061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XXc_R_7AsH0/SFGmjXrSHvI/AAAAAAAAAF8/mkMdVODeW9A/s200/wayne+camping+061.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211129370425564914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XXc_R_7AsH0/SFGfDT7yMII/AAAAAAAAAFE/r35tEO7YmxE/s1600-h/wayne+camping+088.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XXc_R_7AsH0/SFGfDT7yMII/AAAAAAAAAFE/r35tEO7YmxE/s200/wayne+camping+088.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211121123083825282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XXc_R_7AsH0/SFGmjXrSHvI/AAAAAAAAAF8/mkMdVODeW9A/s1600-h/wayne+camping+061.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Amanda, Dallin, Ethan, Skylar, Jared, and Jodie standing around the campfire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XXc_R_7AsH0/SFGkKHrUpwI/AAAAAAAAAFk/LRREonV5h9Y/s1600-h/wayne+camping+063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XXc_R_7AsH0/SFGkKHrUpwI/AAAAAAAAAFk/LRREonV5h9Y/s200/wayne+camping+063.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211126737610778370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We played a fun game of poker one night in the boys' tent, Jared was the Poker Champion!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XXc_R_7AsH0/SFGkKkQAQTI/AAAAAAAAAFs/z6g7H6x-Buc/s1600-h/wayne+camping+072.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XXc_R_7AsH0/SFGkKkQAQTI/AAAAAAAAAFs/z6g7H6x-Buc/s200/wayne+camping+072.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211126745280823602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Amanda, Ethan, and Dallin cooking breakfast&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XXc_R_7AsH0/SFGdJf-3hzI/AAAAAAAAAEk/FL4nLWFcgGc/s1600-h/wayne+camping+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XXc_R_7AsH0/SFGdJf-3hzI/AAAAAAAAAEk/FL4nLWFcgGc/s200/wayne+camping+024.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211119030373943090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what is up with this hat, but Dallin and Ethan really seemed to like it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XXc_R_7AsH0/SFGfC73mNDI/AAAAAAAAAE8/nWUQ1WXEL0Y/s1600-h/wayne+camping+087.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XXc_R_7AsH0/SFGfC73mNDI/AAAAAAAAAE8/nWUQ1WXEL0Y/s200/wayne+camping+087.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211121116623811634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XXc_R_7AsH0/SFGfDvdJIkI/AAAAAAAAAFM/vCecVJJVzZg/s1600-h/wayne+camping+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XXc_R_7AsH0/SFGfDvdJIkI/AAAAAAAAAFM/vCecVJJVzZg/s200/wayne+camping+010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211121130471498306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8676839165478792153-1903882883566100166?l=futurenurseemily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://futurenurseemily.blogspot.com/feeds/1903882883566100166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8676839165478792153&amp;postID=1903882883566100166' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8676839165478792153/posts/default/1903882883566100166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8676839165478792153/posts/default/1903882883566100166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://futurenurseemily.blogspot.com/2008/06/memorial-day-weekend.html' title='Memorial Day Weekend'/><author><name>Emily Stradling</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XXc_R_7AsH0/Shp11JcCTEI/AAAAAAAAARE/-BmmxOYcrRM/S220/Emily+profile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XXc_R_7AsH0/SFGaLqCV3OI/AAAAAAAAADU/P7uZeChQo1c/s72-c/wayne+camping+056.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8676839165478792153.post-3021222934714978217</id><published>2008-05-18T18:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T16:52:08.663-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Movie Weekend</title><content type='html'>This weekend I saw two new movies in the theater. On Friday I went with my cousins, Jodie, Brooke, and Jamie, and saw The Chronicles of Narnia: Prince Caspian. I thought it was good and well worth my time and money. I must say though, I liked the first one better. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XXc_R_7AsH0/SDDbO3xnjtI/AAAAAAAAACc/gdyIn9y7lkc/s1600-h/princecaspian-poster-big.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XXc_R_7AsH0/SDDbO3xnjtI/AAAAAAAAACc/gdyIn9y7lkc/s200/princecaspian-poster-big.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201898618149637842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On Saturday I took Stephen to see Speed Racer. In my opinion is should have been called Speed Snoozer! It was way to long and boring for a kids movie. It lasted over two hours and I actually fell asleep during part of it. Stephen enjoyed it, so maybe its more for the kids, but its hard for the adults to sit still.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XXc_R_7AsH0/SDDdV3xnjuI/AAAAAAAAACk/F-z-RgVrW3E/s1600-h/speedracer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XXc_R_7AsH0/SDDdV3xnjuI/AAAAAAAAACk/F-z-RgVrW3E/s200/speedracer.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201900937431977698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8676839165478792153-3021222934714978217?l=futurenurseemily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://futurenurseemily.blogspot.com/feeds/3021222934714978217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8676839165478792153&amp;postID=3021222934714978217' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8676839165478792153/posts/default/3021222934714978217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8676839165478792153/posts/default/3021222934714978217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://futurenurseemily.blogspot.com/2008/05/movie-weekend.html' title='Movie Weekend'/><author><name>Emily Stradling</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XXc_R_7AsH0/Shp11JcCTEI/AAAAAAAAARE/-BmmxOYcrRM/S220/Emily+profile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XXc_R_7AsH0/SDDbO3xnjtI/AAAAAAAAACc/gdyIn9y7lkc/s72-c/princecaspian-poster-big.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8676839165478792153.post-8192162170628588211</id><published>2008-05-06T20:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T16:52:08.976-08:00</updated><title type='text'>In Remembrance</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XXc_R_7AsH0/SCEoKA3Zw7I/AAAAAAAAACU/qxlQh_3h8Ec/s1600-h/russells2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XXc_R_7AsH0/SCEoKA3Zw7I/AAAAAAAAACU/qxlQh_3h8Ec/s320/russells2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197479597458441138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thursday May 1st a good friends of ours, Beckki and Adam Russell, lost their sweet little 4 year old boy Garrett. I was working at the hospital a few days before a&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XXc_R_7AsH0/SCEntg3Zw6I/AAAAAAAAACM/K9-O2q58hA0/s1600-h/russell3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 206px; height: 285px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XXc_R_7AsH0/SCEntg3Zw6I/AAAAAAAAACM/K9-O2q58hA0/s320/russell3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197479107832169378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;nd I saw Bekki in the cafeteria. I was so happy to see her as I hadn't seen her in a while. She told me that she had taken Garrett into the ER this morning because he was very lethargic and could  barely even walk. At that point they did not know what it was, but was leaning towards Viral Meningitis. I gave her my best and I didn't hear from her until Friday when she gave me the shocking news that he had passed away. He had a virus that spread so rapidly that there was nothing the doctors could do. It has been very sad, but I know the Russell's are a very strong family and they will be very blessed and comforted. The funeral was on Saturday. It was sad, but at the same time it was really good and comforting knowing that Garrett will be united with his family again. He was such a special spirit that he did not have to prove himself in this life. He just came here to gain a body and bless many people around him with his cute and funny personality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The family has made a blog for Garrett, you can view it &lt;a href="http://garrettwrussell.blogspot.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8676839165478792153-8192162170628588211?l=futurenurseemily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://futurenurseemily.blogspot.com/feeds/8192162170628588211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8676839165478792153&amp;postID=8192162170628588211' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8676839165478792153/posts/default/8192162170628588211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8676839165478792153/posts/default/8192162170628588211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://futurenurseemily.blogspot.com/2008/05/garrett-w-russell.html' title='&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;&quot;&gt;In Remembrance&lt;/span&gt;'/><author><name>Emily Stradling</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XXc_R_7AsH0/Shp11JcCTEI/AAAAAAAAARE/-BmmxOYcrRM/S220/Emily+profile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XXc_R_7AsH0/SCEoKA3Zw7I/AAAAAAAAACU/qxlQh_3h8Ec/s72-c/russells2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8676839165478792153.post-2560213227615819585</id><published>2008-04-30T23:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T16:52:09.399-08:00</updated><title type='text'>STEPHEN</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;If you don’t know my brother Stephen, at first glance you m&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XXc_R_7AsH0/SBllJA3ZwzI/AAAAAAAAABA/x8MWwtv7Urw/s1600-h/Snowflake+fall+07+071.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195294850674180914" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 313px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 337px" height="282" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XXc_R_7AsH0/SBllJA3ZwzI/AAAAAAAAABA/x8MWwtv7Urw/s320/Snowflake+fall+07+071.jpg" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ight think he is a little crazy. If you try to talk to him, you most likely will not get a response. When he is left alone he can be found jumping up and down, making noises, and flapping his arms. Well, he is not crazy, he is Autistic. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All About Stephen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Loves:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;- Music (listen and sing)&lt;br /&gt;- Movies especially Action&lt;br /&gt;- Books&lt;br /&gt;- Food&lt;br /&gt;- Swinging&lt;br /&gt;- Spongebob&lt;br /&gt;- Long road trips&lt;br /&gt;- Beach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dislikes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;- Brocolli&lt;br /&gt;- Dressing up like a Girl (lol)&lt;br /&gt;- Being forced to do something&lt;br /&gt;- Getting in Trouble&lt;br /&gt;- Seeing someone sad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Strenghts:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;- Great Memory&lt;br /&gt;- Forgiving&lt;br /&gt;- Good Singer&lt;br /&gt;- Very Obedient&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Weaknesses:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;- Sweets&lt;br /&gt;- Too loud sometimes&lt;br /&gt;- Scared of making a mistake&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;Stephen came into our family when he was 9 years old, in July of 2002. It was scary for our family because we did not know anything about Autism and we did not know what we were in for. We quickly learned what a special spirit Stephen had and has been a blessing to our family ever since.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been watching my brother Stephen for the past five years now. It has been so much fun to work with him and to get to know his unique personality. When he first came to live with my family he was very dependent on us. He needed someone to bathe him, dress him, fix all his meals, and clean up after him. He also did not know how to read or write. The hardest part was that he could not communicate with us at all. If we said anything to him, he would either say nothing at all or he would just repeat what we said like a parrot. Stephen has come a long ways in the last five years. It has been so rewarding to work with Stephen on goals and to see him pass those goals off. Since he came to live with us he has learned to read and write. He can now take a shower by himself and pick out his own clothes and dress himself. He can make his own cereal in the morning and make simple meals for himself like sandwiches. His chore after school is to put the dishes away and he does pretty good. I am also teaching him to do his own laundry. He can communicate a lot better now by making choices that are given to him, or answering yes or no questions. After working with him all this time I have a greater understanding of Stephen and Autism. I also realize that Stephen has a very unique personality with likes and dislikes like everyone else. I believe that Stephen and probably most people with Autism understand almost everything people are saying to them, they just do not know how to communicate back. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8676839165478792153-2560213227615819585?l=futurenurseemily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://futurenurseemily.blogspot.com/feeds/2560213227615819585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8676839165478792153&amp;postID=2560213227615819585' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8676839165478792153/posts/default/2560213227615819585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8676839165478792153/posts/default/2560213227615819585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://futurenurseemily.blogspot.com/2008/04/stephen.html' title='&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;STEPHEN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;'/><author><name>Emily Stradling</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XXc_R_7AsH0/Shp11JcCTEI/AAAAAAAAARE/-BmmxOYcrRM/S220/Emily+profile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XXc_R_7AsH0/SBllJA3ZwzI/AAAAAAAAABA/x8MWwtv7Urw/s72-c/Snowflake+fall+07+071.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8676839165478792153.post-3991780541842188447</id><published>2008-04-23T14:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T16:52:09.770-08:00</updated><title type='text'>PUMP! PUMP! PUMP IT UP!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Today Ethan showed me a workout program that he is following. I really like it and I think it is something that I can follow. I have been wanting to start working out again, but I never know what to do to get the most out of my workouts. This program was created by Owen McKibbin who is one of the top models for Men's Fitness Magazine. The program includes three workouts with weights a week, Monday, Wednesday, and Friday. Then a 3o minute cardio workout three days a week. The workouts don't take longer than 4o minutes, so I don't have any excuse not to workout. I am really excited to have a program I can follow that I feel like I will finally get results from.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192564389640258338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XXc_R_7AsH0/SA-xzQ3ZwyI/AAAAAAAAAA4/tk4rt_7JKZg/s320/owen.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Book Overview:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The secrets to a great body, from a guy who knows them all&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What can you learn from a guy with a broken back, two bum knees, and a surgically reconstructed shoulder? When that guy is Men's Health cover model, athlete, and fitness icon Owen McKibbin, the answer is "lots."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Carve incredible abs in less than 5 minutes a day.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Build total-body muscle in 3 hours a week.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Stay injury-free with Owen's unique "integrity" workouts for your body's trouble spots.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eat more to fire up your metabolism and fuel your muscles.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Get off the treadmill and hit the stairs for short, intense fat-burning workouts.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Let Owen show you how to get a camera-ready body with no drugs, no starvation diets, and no death-march cardio workouts&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8676839165478792153-3991780541842188447?l=futurenurseemily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://futurenurseemily.blogspot.com/feeds/3991780541842188447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8676839165478792153&amp;postID=3991780541842188447' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8676839165478792153/posts/default/3991780541842188447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8676839165478792153/posts/default/3991780541842188447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://futurenurseemily.blogspot.com/2008/04/pump-pump-pump-it-up.html' title='PUMP! PUMP! PUMP IT UP!!!'/><author><name>Emily Stradling</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XXc_R_7AsH0/Shp11JcCTEI/AAAAAAAAARE/-BmmxOYcrRM/S220/Emily+profile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XXc_R_7AsH0/SA-xzQ3ZwyI/AAAAAAAAAA4/tk4rt_7JKZg/s72-c/owen.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8676839165478792153.post-1592196386862223039</id><published>2008-04-15T23:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T16:52:09.944-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Blogging World</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;  I guess it is only fai&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XXc_R_7AsH0/SAWmHEiVxOI/AAAAAAAAAAs/4-UPwSSf_6I/s1600-h/PICT0338.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189736786021434594" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="320" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XXc_R_7AsH0/SAWmHEiVxOI/AAAAAAAAAAs/4-UPwSSf_6I/s320/PICT0338.JPG" width="212" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;r that I make a blogspot of my own as I am always reading other family and friend's blogs. I am not promising that this will be the most interesting blog in the world, but you will get a glimpse of my world. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;A little scary, huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XXc_R_7AsH0/SAWmHEiVxOI/AAAAAAAAAAs/4-UPwSSf_6I/s1600-h/PICT0338.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Come On In!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8676839165478792153-1592196386862223039?l=futurenurseemily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://futurenurseemily.blogspot.com/feeds/1592196386862223039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8676839165478792153&amp;postID=1592196386862223039' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8676839165478792153/posts/default/1592196386862223039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8676839165478792153/posts/default/1592196386862223039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://futurenurseemily.blogspot.com/2008/04/blogging-world.html' title='&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:180%;color:#000066;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#000099;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Blogging World&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;'/><author><name>Emily Stradling</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XXc_R_7AsH0/Shp11JcCTEI/AAAAAAAAARE/-BmmxOYcrRM/S220/Emily+profile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XXc_R_7AsH0/SAWmHEiVxOI/AAAAAAAAAAs/4-UPwSSf_6I/s72-c/PICT0338.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
